“Hi mom” said Sean as he walked through the small gates to his parents’ house. Sean’s mom, Lydia lives in a fishing village in the United Kingdom. Sean likes distance, “distance creates bond” as he always like to say. But the only reason he chose to live far away is to create distant from his family. To have as little bond as possible.
He walked through the wooden door that has been repainted bright blue and find the living room to be empty. “Mom” he called again. He stood there for a while, observing the familiar place that he’s grown up in. The old bench chairs and a bamboo chair surrounding the wall that used to be a flat screen TV.
Sean checked his mom’s bedroom right next to the living room, but it was empty. So he walked to the dining room and kitchen. But his mom was no where to be found. He figured that she might be out to the market, so he sat at the back of his house facing the sea.
There were a couple of fishermen drove by, noticing this new but familiar face just sitting by.
“Sean” screamed one fisherman over the massive noise of the sea “How long have you been back?”
“Just arrived, mr. Morgan” replied Sean “How are you doing?”
“I’m great, son. I got to go now. The sea will not wait. Have a nice stay!”
He drove away to the open sea. Sometimes Sean wish that he can rode freely into the vast ocean and spend the rest of his life alone in the open. But at the same time the fantasy of being eaten by the giant sea monsters or hit buy a tsunami flooded his mind and fear grows in him.
Sean heard footsteps back in his house. He didn’t move, he was still so dwelt in that moment that he didn’t want to move at all, watching the waves, the hills, the blue sky, the ignorant of the nature. But he got up eventually, got inside his house to meet his mother.
“Sean” screamed his sister, Linda when she saw him walking in the back door.
“Hi sister” says Sean, softly proceeding to hug his sister.
“Oh my God, it has been such a long time since I last saw you”
“Yeah” says Sean “where is mom?”
“I hear you, give me a minute” came a voice from behind the bedroom’s wall.
Sean lean toward the ancient but solid kitchen cupboard chatting with his sister while she unpack the loads from the fisherman market. His sister just pour out whatever happen for the last few weeks around here like a news presenter from a local news television show. Sean nodded here and there trying to keep himself interested about Mr. This that just passed away, and Katty who adopted a new cat, or Anny (Sean’s cousin) who had just given birth to her second child and what not.
His mom came out from the bedroom a moment later and immediately proceeded to kiss Sean. They hugged, kissed and hugged again for they have not seen each other for a long time.
“You must be hungry already” says Lydia, hurrying herself to help Linda unpack the fresh meats and fishes into the freezer. And then she took out something from the freezer and heat it up in the microwave oven. All of this are done while she continued the news reporting to Sean from which Linda had been interrupted by her appearance from the bedroom.
Sean was sitting on the dining table now, lazily listening to this familiar voice that somehow made him so happy to be back here. “It isn’t so bad after all, is it?” thought Sean to himself “But it will become boring pretty soon” as he try to remind himself how boring this house is.