A Witch Like No Other (37 page)
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Authors: Makala Thomas
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“
Hello son.”
Paul’
s smile was ravishing.
“Know who that is?”
looked back at Dreamer, who smiled at him. Baby Julian giggled,
saying “She my Mummy, Paul-Paul. See?”
Dreamer held him close to her as her tears
fell, kissing him gently.
“
How could I
have decided to rid of you?” she wept, Paul and Agnes moving
closer. Puzzled, the baby said “No cry, Mummy.”
wiping her tears away.
“
Paul-Paul,
Mummy cry! Why Mummy cry, Paul-Paul?”
“
He’
s beautiful,” Agnes
said softly, as Paul moved to take the baby.
she let him go.
Paul held Baby Julian in one arm, then he said “Dreamer,
you realise Ted isn
’
t going to be able to deal with this.” Dreamer
didn
’
t
answer. “I have foreseen all of it, little one. He may try to harm
the child if his anger gets the better of him. The same goes for
his children. You cant go back to that house, do you hear me?
Dreamer.”
before them. Ted with a gun. Pandora with a knife. Marlon scheming
on paper. They thought if they got rid of the baby things would go
back to normal…
“
Dreamer,”
Agnes said softly. “Dreamer, open your eyes?”
she said “I understand, Papa. Please let me call Miriam, and stay a
while longer.”
Paul nodded. “Of course.”
“
At the end of
the week I will leave with Baby Julian. Mama, I want you to stay
here with Papa. You have catching up to do.”
if he missed something. She was going to call Miriam, he understood
that. And she was going to stay for a while. Where did leaving in
four days come from??
“
So… a while
longer.” Paul’
s voice trembled
as he tried to stay calm. “Your idea of a while longer is four
days?”
“
Papa, I cant
let anything happen to my baby.”
“
If you stay
here nothing
will
happen, Dreamer!”
“
I know that,
Papa.”
still want to go?”
“
I have to
fight my demons someday,” Dreamer said quietly, and Paul shook his
head furiously.
“
You want to
fight them little one, fight them. Without Baby Julian!”
“
I appreciate
everything you’
ve done for me,
Papa.” Dreamer spoke calmly. “But he is my baby and I intend to
look after him the way I should have the minute I found I was
carrying him. Ted will never forgive me, and neither will Marlon
and Pandora- but it
’
s fine. I
’
ll deal with it. Please don
’
t make this any harder
than it has to be- please.”
Agnes
’
s eyes filled as she looked at her husband.
“Paul?”
Paul hated feeling angry at his child. He
wasn
’
t
going to give her a reason to be angry at him. Sighing, he
nodded.
“
Thank
you.”
“
I hungry,”
said Julian, eyes filling. “Mummy, I hungry!”
“
Mummy will
feed you, sweetie.”
him over slowly. As they left the room, he turned to look at his
wife.
“
Don’
t say one word,” said
Agnes firmly. “She knows exactly what she
’
s doing.”
“
You really
think so?”
“
Yes. Come, I
want to watch her feed my baby grandson.”
Miriam
’
s eyes nearly left her head.
“
This is a
joke. You- you’
re
lying!”
“
Julian, say
hello to Miriam.”
made Miriam scream.
“
Hello
Minnyam!”
hands as she lifted his spoon. Baby Julian opened his mouth,
Dreamer feeding him slowly as she spoke.
“
Satisfied?”
“
Dreamer,” was
all Miriam could get out. “Dreamer!”
“
Yes, I know my
name. I’
m going to move two
towns after yours, Miriam. That way I
’
m not so close, but not
so far either.”
“
Of- of course,
but if Ted does something to Baby Julian-”
“
He may try,”
Dreamer answered thoughtfully. “But if he manages to hurt one hair
on his head then so help me….”
Miriam swallowed while Agnes and Paul smiled, Paul saying
“That
’
s my girl right there. It
’
s about time she started
using the spells we taught her.”
“
Mummy, can I
have ‘
nana?”
“
Please,” Paul
said firmly, and Baby Julian giggled.
“
Peas.”
“
He’
s so cute,” murmured
Dreamer, using her wand to peel the banana. She cut the banana into
thin slices, the baby clapping as the pieces rose in the air and
landed in one on his little bowls. Baby Julian reached for it
eagerly, Dreamer smiling at his earnest little face.
“
Say ta,
baby.”
“
Ta, Mummy! Ta!
See? I say two tas!”
Agnes, and Miriam on the other line.
“
He sounds so
sweet, Dreamer!”
“
He is,”
Dreamer said lovingly, stroking the baby’
s curly hair. “He is.”
“
I’
d love to meet
him.”
“
You will,
Miriam. Just not for now.”
“
When you come
back?”
“
Not then
either- maybe in a few months.”
“
Oh, but- maybe
I could visit you? I could help with Baby Julian.”
baby boy.
“
I’
ll visit you instead,
how about that?”
difficult.”
“
I’
m not, I just
don
’
t
want anyone to know where I
’
m living
yet.”
“
Two towns
after me, I know already!”
“
Calm down,”
Dreamer said firmly. “Me coming to yours with my baby is better
than you not seeing me or him at all.”
“
All right, you
win. When can I see you?”
“
In a few
months.”
“
Make it
one.”
“
One and two
weeks.”
“
Deal.”
Denise Jessica
’
s eyes widened, Miriam nodding.
“
It’
s true.”
“
I knew she was
pregnant, but… wow. How is she dealing with it?”
“
She loves him,
and who wouldn’
t.” Miriam
smiled. “He
’
s only two, Denise- he sounds so cute.
She
’
ll
be back in Europe by evening.”
“
Dreamer,” said
Denise, as if Dreamer would answer her. “Wow.”
“
Excuse me Miss
Jessica, we’
ve run out of ice
cream.” A waitress popped her head around the door meekly. “What
shall I tell the customer?”
“
Apologise for
the inconvenience and ask them to choose another dessert, then
offer them a free slice of cheesecake as part of the
apology.”
“
Yes Miss
Jessica.”
“
You’
re really good at
this,” Miriam said impressively, Denise nodding.
“
I have to be.
The Prime Minister’
s coming
for a meal next week, and so are the critics and followers. I have
to be the best I can be.”
“
Don’
t stress yourself
out, though.”
“
Are you
kidding? Stress comes with the slightest thing. Cutlery out of
place even- I’
m not joking,”
Denise added, when Miriam
’
s jaw dropped. “Last
week the waiters set the tables like this: fork first, then spoon,
then knife. It was chaos- the queue outside was getting so long and
we had at least a hundred tables to fix- it was hell,
Miriam.”
Miriam laughed, saying “Good thing I
’
m a mentor.”
listener.”
“
And advisor.
I’
m going to call Dreamer. Do
you want to talk?”
“
Course! I want
her to tell me all the juicy details.”
Miriam rolled her eyes. “I
’
ve just told you
them.”
“
You can never
hear a good story just the one time,” Denise said with a smirk, and
Miriam burst out laughing again.
“
You’
re right.
I
’
ll
put her on speakerphone.”
Denise waited eagerly, but Dreamer
’
s mobile went straight
to voicemail.
“
That means she
doesn’
t want any calls,”
Miriam said amusedly, and Denise pouted.
“
Paul-Paul want
you, Mummy.” Baby Julian stacked his bricks carefully, frowning in
concentration. Dreamer looked at him curiously, and he giggled at
her. “Paul-Paul call you now.”
“
Dreamer!”
Agnes clapped her hands, impressed. “He
’
s definitely a
Black.”
“
Good boy,
baby.” Dreamer rose to her feet, calling “Yes Papa?”
“
Are you sure
you’
ve thought this through?”
Paul asked, turning into the living area. “I don
’
t want to take you all
the way to England just to bring you all the way back. Make sure
you
’
ve
thought about this properly.”
“
Yes Papa, I
have. The baby’
s things are
packed and ready to go.”
“
What about his
bricks?” demanded Paul, and Dreamer sighed.
“
Baby Julian,
it’
s time to put the bricks
away.”
“
Mummy, I not
finished!” he said, eyes filling. “Look!”
stack.
“
Well, Papa
says they need to be packed away for when we leave.”
“
We no leave
yet,” Baby Julian said smartly, making Dreamer laugh.
Paul’
s eyes narrowed as the
child giggled.
“
He’
s been real cocky
since you
’
ve come, Dreamer. I don
’
t want you spoiling him,
do you understand? If he comes back here on a visit throwing
tantrums and all sorts, I
’
ll-”
“
Don’
t be so silly, Paul.”
Agnes laughed at him. “Pandora and Marlon was never spoilt. Dreamer
knows what she
’
s doing, yes? And Baby Julian is just showing off for
his Mummy.”
“
Hmm. Well son,
are you ready to go to your new house?”
out of his mouth in concentration. He finally placed the last brick
on top of the stack, then he beamed at Paul, Dreamer and
Agnes.
“
Paul-Paul,
look! I finish! See Mummy? See Nanny?”
tiny pair of shoes appeared with a miniscule puff coat, and a small
teddy bear.
“
Come and put
these on, sweetie.”
“
Yes Mummy.”
The baby obediently got to his feet. “I coming.”
lifting him onto the sofa so his feet were at a decent level. While
she put his shoes and coat on Paul said “I think you should stay
for a few more days, little one. Just a few.”
“
Papa, I cant.”
Dreamer sighed as she said it. “If I stay a few more days
I’
ll never want to leave- I
don
’
t
want to leave even. But I have to.”
“
It’
s too soon!” Paul said
desperately, but Agnes laid a hand on his arm.
“
Don’
t, Paul.
You
’
ve
done wonderfully with the baby, but-”
“
Agnes,
it’
s not about Dreamer taking
the child with her. It
’
s about Dreamer going full stop. Five days with
her isn
’
t enough. There
’
s so many things I want to talk about- we need to
catch up properly.”
