PART ONE: THE LOVE OF A MOTHER

PART ONE: THE LOVE OF A MOTHER 

CHAPTER SEVEN

With the glass filled with red wine, through that glass of wine Donnovan could see his destiny after all the things he had done to the man he was married to one day. He couldn’t enjoy anymore his new life. How much did he have to wait for that moment? It’d been around six months since Rebecca and her sick son left that house.

Now it was time to enjoy all that power, all that money, all that new life was offering him.

In his office, dinking red wine, David couldn’t stop smiling at his new plans and his new life. He had everything now, it was time to sort out tings as he always wanted. If Rebecca’s parents where too embarrassing to give the first step to let that company to shine with the help of the right people, Donnovan was the right one to do that painful job for some of the family.

On his office’s door, three knocks. It has to be his secretary.

“Come on in!” Donnovan said.           

“Mr. Osara, Mr, Rey is here,” his secretary said talking him with respect.

“Oh, really? The Mexican had arrived, please let him in,” David ordered.

There wasn’t so mucho to say about what was going to happen in that meeting David was having with a Mexican man, one of the most important men in the country when it came to starting some dangerous business but of course, business that promised the reborn of the company.

“Please, sit down, sit down,” David said. It was obvious he was sucking the man up. If everything ended as he expected to end, he was going to owe him his own life. “It’s an honor to have you here!”

The man around in his forties, wearing a black suit and smiling like he could just do, sat in front of the desk of the man who had been waiting for him for so long.        

“What can I offer you?” David asked.

“Please, just whisky,” said the man.

“And, how has going business?”  David asked while serving the whisky the man had asked for.

“You know, everything is okay as long as we keep in the same business and we show our respects always… Of course!” Mr. Rey laughed making David laugh.  “Anyways, tell me, what’s the reason you wanted to see me?

“Please, Mr. Rey, here is your whisky,” David said, giving him the drink, “I’m so sorry if I ask you to come, I didn’t have the time to make it until your place, I’m really sorry.”

The man laughed. “Don’t worry, I don’t anyone to go to my palace. They would know many of my secrets if I let that happen.”

David looked down. With those words the man had said everything, David was no one for Mr. Rey. He couldn’t do whatever he wanted with him until the same David gained his respect.  Of course, David was going to do everything, everything Mr. Rey wanted to declare himself one of the men of his.

“So, can we start talking about business?” David asked, hiding the anger Mr. Rey’s words provoked in him.

“Of course, of course we can! Let’s water you down before you think these businesses are easy.”

Whether if he liked or not what Mr. Rey was saying, he had to put it up a little longer. He couldn’t lose that opportunity just because he wasn’t liked what the man in front of him was saying. 

Now David had power, had money, had a powerful last name, all he wished for was to increase all the money Rebecca had left him, even if she never agreed on that.

With no breath, Rebecca and her son arrived to the school. Almost all the kids had entered into the school.

“See you later, mommy!” Rud said saying goodbye to his mom with his little hand.

“See you, my little piece of heaven!” Rebecca said, before seeing how her on lost himself in the crowd.     

Rebecca couldn’t be more proud of her son. Her son was all she had, all she needed to live and he was the only reason why she kept walking on the same way.

With a smile on her face, Rebecca was able to continue with her day and the job that was waiting for her. Since the moment she realized she was the only one her son had in this world, she stop caring about the title and all the power she had lost and started looking for new paths, that was how she ended up working as a hair style not so far from the building she lived with many immigrant people. In her job, she was one of the best; of course no famous or rich people visited that place but the women who were used to going with her to change their hairstyle or just for a haircut always ended with a smile on their face. Rebecca was good at that and she had to discover her passion in the most painful situation in her life.

There was no much to explain about all the things she did in her work, it was enough to say she was one of the best. Rebecca always with a smile on her face receiving her clients. She gave herself the time to do a good job and at the end, receive her payment and a little tip he always deserved.

“Hey, Rebecca!” One of her friends called her at seeing her so tired. The day had been too long. So much clients, so much women that decided to change her hairstyle the same day as the other ones.

Rebecca looked at her friend. “Hey,” she replied not very lively.

“What happened? Are you okay?”

“Yeah, yeah, I’m fine, I’m just tired. That’s all,” Rebecca said, sitting on the chair she had just cleaned up.

“What about your son? Is everything okay with him?”

“Yeah, he’s fine but I have to take him to the hospital for the doctor to look into him.”

Rebecca’s friend smiled. She perfectly knew Rebecca was a single mom who did everything every single day to give the best to her child.

“You son is going to be okay, you just have to be positive, your son needs you, he’s always going to need you. Don’t be afraid of anything.”

Rebecca looked at her friend. No matter how much she said she just have to be positive, Rebecca’s love for her on was always hurt when the doctor said he needed to continue with the tests.

“Sometimes I’m too afraid the doctor is going to tell me the treatments are not working, you know the doctor told some weeks ago I have to save up money for a surgery if it’s the case. Now, my son is on treatments but I’m afraid they say those are not working.”

There was nothing Rebecca’s friend could say. No matter how positive she could keep, if the destiny of her son was to get through that surgery, there was nothing she could do, not even the doctors, not even all the drugs in the world.

“Rebecca?” Her friend called her attention.

“Yes?”

“Haven’t you thought about what I told you?” Her friend asked her, Rebecca just looked at her. “Don’t’ you remember what I told you?”

“Yeah! I do!”

“So? Rebecca, you have to get back to your place, you have to claim you tittle. Your position in that family, don’t let a stupid man snatches everything from you!”

Rebecca smiled sarcastically. If only her friend knew that was not as easy as she though. “There are things more important that fighting for something that’s no longer mine. Anyways,” Rebecca got up from the seat, “I have to get my child from school, I think I’ve finished my shit, haven’t I?  

Rebecca’s friend smiled. She was the boss in that place. “Of course, of course you have been the one who worked more today, as always. Go and get your kid. Please, say hi for me. You son is such a beautiful angel.”

“I know, I know.”

“You’re such a smug!” Rebecca’s friend said before letting her go.  

A smile was drawn on her face at just imagining hugging her son after some hours of not having seen him. But maybe the reality she was going to face was far away from the one she wanted to imagine.

At the school, where all children were working on their last task before going home with their parents, Rud was painting his drawings with the watercolors his mother bought him with so much effort. Maybe his watercolors were not as expensive as his classmates’ but he really valued what his mother had bought for him.

At the mere instant he smiled at seeing his drawings perfectly colored by him and his watercolors, he got up from the floor –where they always worked on when it came to being watercolors– willing to give it to his teacher when all of a sudden, he bumped into someone.

Rud’s smile erased from his little and cute face when he realized he had crashed into the classmate who always was bothering him. It was incredible how children –the ones who were supposed to be innocent– were the same where envy is engendered.

Rud had never understood the reason why that special child was always bothering him with everything, maybe Rid was indeed too innocent to realize the reason behind his envy. That children could have everything from his parents, could have the best schools supplies, the best pack back, the best toys but he was never going to have the attention of his mom as Rid had. That was the reason of his envy, he just wanted to know what it would like if his mother was waiting for him every day at the entrance of the school.

“Say sorry!” The child said looking at Rud with all the anger he felt.   

“I’m sorry,” Rud said in a sweet voice.

“Oh! Look!” The other child continued saying pointing Rud’s drawing. ”It’s horrible? Are you giving it to your mom?”          

“Leave me alone!” Rud said trying to avoid him.

“Well, that’s as ugly as you mom! I was going to say as ugly as you dad but don’t have a dad!”

And that was all Rud could put up. It was true he didn’t have a father but that didn’t mean he or any other child had the right to bother him with that. He was not guilty of not having a father.

“What did you say?” Rud questioned.

“You don’t have a dad! You don’t have a dad!” The boy sang.

And then, all everyone was aware of was the fury with Rud was punching his classmate. All the children in the class started to yell, their teacher finally realized about the fight but it was too late, Rud was already punching his classmate.