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Authors: Vallen Green

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 “I’m coming Tania!” Tom pulled out in time and came all over my belly. Arthur went inside the bath to get some tissues and cleaned me up. We all dressed up afterwards, and spend a good few hours laughing and swimming as if nothing happened.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 
 
Reconnect
 

Alana smiled excitedly as she finally exited the plane, barely able to contain herself and walk at a leisurely pace when all she wanted to do was run over everyone in front of her and exit the gate. After 4 years studying abroad, she was finally home. She could catch up with friends, eat her favorite food, visit her spots, and all those things. But most of all, she can finally spend time with her dad.

 

After her mother died, they both felt an sense of emptiness in their lives than neither of them could pull the other out of. Alana chose to go abroad for her studies so she can lose herself in learning about a new place, new culture and new people; while her dad lost himself in his business, working himself to the bone in finding new investors that eventually found the family company ranked high on the Fortune 500.

 

She and her dad were happy about each other’s successes and accomplishments but she would have preferred if they both got the time to sit down and talk about things face to face rather than be halfway across the world just passing e-mails. So when time finally came for her to come home, she wanted to spend her first night just catching up with her father.

 

Alana pushed her sunglasses on top of her hair as she craned her neck from one side to the next, hoping to catch a glimpse of her dad. She was about to dig through her purse for her phone and make a call when she spotted a guy in a simple suit holding a white placard with her name written on it. Her smile faltered a little but tried not to think too much of it, thinking that maybe her dad was finishing something up with work so his schedule would be all clear for her.

 

“Hi! I’m Alana Maxwell,” she greeted when she approached the guy.

 

“Good afternoon Miss Maxwell,” he greeted. “My name’s Paul. I was instructed to drive you to your father’s office.”

 

“I figured as much,” she replied with a small smile.

 

Paul opened the car door for her, telling her to get comfortable while he placed her bags in the trunk. It only took a few minutes for him to finish the task and they were soon on their way. Alana chose to pass the time by looking out the window, her eyes familiarizing themselves with the scenery and sometimes making comments on how one building wasn’t there or how one establishment used to be different. Paul, in turn, would tell her about when a particular building was built or what happened to the old establishment she was looking for.

 

Since it was still early in the afternoon, they found themselves driving into the basement parking lot of her father’s office building in no time. Paul had handed over an access card to the elevator, allowing her to travel straight to the office floor. Alana thanked him, saying she’ll see him later, missing the look of confusion on his face as she turned to head towards the elevators.

 

***

 

James Maxwell sat in the conference room, listening to one proposal after the other for new business ventures, marketing strategies and the like. He wanted to get as much of it done before things got any busier in his life and with a trip planned that would see him away for several weeks to a few months, he had to make sure that his employees would be kept busy and that everything will be running smoothly in his absence. It was giving him a headache to have a huge influx of information under a short amount of time but he knew he had to endure it for the sake of his work.

 

Once the last presentation was given, he gave his thoughts, telling his employees what to ideas to pursue and what needs to be improved on before taking any action. With a few final instructions, he told them to get back to work and that he’ll be checking in every now and then.

 

“Sir?”

 

James turned towards the door, finding one of his most loyal employees. “Yes Chris?”

 

“We have a problem.”

 

***

 

Alana pressed her lips together in a thin line, trying to hold back the scream of anger building in her chest.

 

“I’m sorry, sweetheart,” James offered. “This is a very important trip.”

 

“We’ve talked about this for months, daddy,” she replied shakily. “Not once did you tell me anything about having any other plans.”

 

“Look,” he started, holding up a hand to tell her to let him talk. “I know I can’t apologize enough but if this deal takes place, I can take an easier workload, maybe even retire by next year,” he added, hoping that it’ll soothe her a bit. “I will make it up to you when I come back, I promise you.”

 

Alana just turned her head away, knowing that nothing she could say would change his mind anyway.

 

James heaved a sigh as he looked across the room. Even from a distance, he could see the unshed tears in her eyes. But there was nothing else he could do. To be honest, he had forgotten about her arrival, deciding not to tell her of that detail knowing how much angrier she would be. The only reason she had made it to his office was because someone else had made the arrangements for her to be picked up from the airport and brought here.

 

It was in remembering that detail that he came up with an idea. Alana had wanted to spend this time to reconnect with him, but maybe he could offer her an option to do so with an old friend.

 

He made the few steps to his desk and pick up the phone to make a quick call, speaking in hushed tones to avoid having his daughter overhear what he had come up with just yet.

 

“Listen,” James called out to her. “I know you wanted to catch up with me but how about catching up with an old friend?”

 

Alana turned a blank gaze to her dad. Surely he doesn’t think that getting someone to act as a proxy would suffice, she thought.

 

But it seemed that it was just that when a knock broke through the silence and her dad telling whoever was at the door to come in. Her eyes widened in surprise and a small smile even tugged at her lips when she saw who it was.

 

“You remember Chris, don’t you?”

 

Chris Thompson used to be one of the interns she had gotten to know before she left for her studies. Just like most interns, he often found himself running errands and doing menial tasks on top of his real job. One of which was to pick up Alana from her high school and bring her to the office or drive her home. Just a few years down the road and it looked like he had done well for himself.

 

“Yeah, I do.”

 

“He’s actually a project manager now,” her dad beamed with pride. “Not bad after 5 years of working for me, huh?”

 

Chris sent a smile Alana’s way, a tinge of pink staining his cheeks as James talked about what he’s managed to accomplish since she left. He knew he’d done well for himself, how he had impressed his boss and ended up as the only one from his group to have gotten a permanent job with the company. But he highly doubted that she wanted to hear any of it, especially not after coming back from a different country with perhaps more interesting stories of her own.

 

James approached his daughter knowing he had to tell her what was going on. “I know it doesn’t make up for the fact that I’m leaving,” he said quietly. “But maybe someone familiar could take away just a bit of that sadness away.”

 

“So you’re demoting him to his old job?” Alana joked, trying to make light of the situation, earning a soft chuckle from her dad. “Well, it beats having to be home alone.”

 

“I really am sorry, sweetheart.”

 

“It’s okay, daddy.”

 

***

 

time to spend with her while he was gone, he would be grateful. The younger man didn’t hesitate to agree, already having an idea as to why he was being asked to look after the Alana.

 

His boss had a tendency to focus solely on work and forget everything else. Chris was the one who had made the arrangements for Alana’s arrival, knowing that it would have hurt her more if she found out that her dad forgot about that too. Only, he had actually held out hope that James had told her of the change of plans.

 

Nevertheless, Chris was happy to oblige the request to keep Alana company. They had managed to become friends when he first started out as an intern for her dad years ago, and even kept in touch while she was away. And truthfully, he wanted to find out firsthand how she’s been doing since.

 

“Do you want to stop for some food?” he asked as he made his way into the car. “I don’t know what your dad keeps stock of.”

 

“Some takeout pizza from Ian’s will be great,” she replied, cocking an eyebrow when he snorted in response. “What?”

 

“They actually changed their name to Dimo’s a while back,” he stated. “It’s still the same place just under new management. Don’t worry, the recipes are still the same too.”

 

Chris couldn’t help but laugh at her soft grumbles at hearing the name change, saying how she didn’t understand why they had to change it just because they were under new management. “If it’s still the same place with the same recipes, they shouldn’t have bothered changing the name.”

 

“We can still call it Ian’s if you want. I have a marker in my bag and you can cross off Dimo’s and write Ian’s on the box.”

 

“Don’t tempt me, man. I’ll do it.”

 

The two shared a laugh as the small tension at seeing each other for the first time in a long time easily dissipated. They made small talk as Chris expertly maneuvered the streets, pointing out new places that he recommended she check out in case he was busy with work and wanted to get out of the house. Alana took that chance to ask him how he was doing, taking care to not mention much of work to avoid remembering that her father was soon boarding a flight for business instead of spending time with her.

 

Conversation flowed freely between them, as if the old friends didn’t spend any time apart. Sad as she was that her dad had decided to forego their plans for work, she was grateful that he was thoughtful enough to tell her about Chris and to ask him to look out for her while he was gone.

 

***

 

 “Are you telling me that you had no boyfriends the whole time you were there?”

 

“Why does it sound like you’re finding that so hard to believe?”

 

“Coz it is!” he exclaimed.

 

Alana laughed at the incredulous look on his face, telling him that it just didn’t seem that important to her.

 

“Oh come on Lana,” he said, using his old nickname for her. “4 years in Italy and you had no guys flocking to you?”

 

“Well,” she drawled. “There were guys, just no boyfriends.”

 

“No relationships, seriously?”

 

She shook her head in response. “I only knew how to speak conversational Italian when I went there, Chris,” she started to explain. “Between learning the language and trying to understand what my professors were saying in class, I just didn’t have the energy to go out and find a guy. Can you imagine if I went up to one, tried to flirt and end up telling him the wrong thing coz I wasn’t fluent in his language?”

 

“One, no one ever said you had to speak Italian to flirt,” he pointed out. “Hell, you could have used that American girl in a foreign country bit to get guys to help you out with things. And I’m pretty sure you did. Two, I’m also sure it didn’t take you that long to learn the language.”

 

“Well yeah. But then I realized that staying there wasn’t really what I wanted,” she said. “It’s a great place to go to school or visit but my life was here. If I ended up in a serious relationship, it would have just turned into a mess once I decided to come back home.”

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