The Dawn Spirit

 

 

“I see, you know Hanan, my mother,” Ana laughed, and only meaningless blabbers escape from Van’s lips.

“She’s your mother?” Van managed to say.

“Glad you still remember me Van,” Hanan said. And for Van, there is nothing stranger than seeing a mother that looks younger than him.

“How can I forget how you almost caused me my school diploma,” Van muttered, as flashbacks of the Principal’s office replays in his mind.

“You know her Van,” Don whispered as the rest try to relate to what is happening.

“Remember when I was caught in the restricted hallway, and I kept saying I’m seeing an invisible girl?”

“You mean that’s her Van…”

“Yup, here she is,” Van answered.

“And I didn’t believed you Van,” Alice said, her voice small and guilty.

And their conversation is briefly interrupted by something grey and feathery.

“Are they okay, I heard Azazel got them,” the Pigeon said in a panicky voice.

“They are okay, don’t worry,” Ana answered as the Pigeon lands on Hana