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Afternoon Tea
“Alright I should stop dragging one’s feet and go straight to the point. Well you must think me quite rude to not have
any plausible communication with you all outside my home. Well as I should sadly say I have been grieving these past few years
over the dead. It happened some years ago,” he paused momentarily after a rather rude cough by Mr. Riley and asked
exasperated
if he may continue.
“My brother died years back and I could never make good of his death. He was such a good man, just like his father. I
was more on my mother’s side. But after all these years my pain has succumb to this invitation. It is an apparent way to show my
eagerness, now, to get in touch with the outside world. I have locked myself behind these doors for so long that I desperately
needed
to get out.”
Everyone listened with intent. It wasn’t at all a surprising story and it didn’t explain anything. He was quite dark for
someone
who’s never seen the light of day for years.
Mr. Dawson suddenly spoke for the first time.
“I wasn’t aware you had any relatives at all,” he stated. Mary thought the statement was quite intentionally
ill-mannered and rude. Mr. Dawson spoke with the even tone, with more of a strong voice rather than one of arrogance.
However,
once more Mr. McNeil took the statement differently than what was expected.
He laughed.
“Well it may seem so. I did have a mother. A very kind one in fact. She was the most benevolent woman this world
could
ever have seen.
My father died a while back, before I was born,” he said
discouragingly.
“But you just said you had a father and a brother,” Mr. Dawson said
flustered.