04 The Homecoming

Becca.

Six years and nine months later, our plane landed at the airport and I stepped into my town of birth, with my precious son and daughter beside me.

But this time around, with more sophistication and prestige. 

Waking up one day with this sudden urge to take my kids back to their land of conception, I resigned from my job as a top executive designer of the Leo Guard Company in London.

But this urge was not as sudden as I want you all to believe. The truth is, for ages, the twins, now five years and some months old, have been disturbing me about their origins. They knew we ain’t from the London part of the world and truth be told, it never crossed my mind to lie to them.

‘Except where their father is concerned.’ A voice prodded but I ignored.

Of course I can’t tell them the whole truth about their father as I also don’t know the truth. All I know is that he’s a broad chested bastard who took advantage of an innocent girl, and I can’t tell them that. Can I?

So I fabricated some stories, about traveling to London on vacation during the period of my pregnancy and then having an accident which resulted in a terrible amnesia and till today, I can’t remember much of my life before coming to London. 

Well, I made sure I did not lie about knowing who my parents are and my hometown. I knew I would come back one day, and well, here we are. Hoping to start a new life and I must warn you that my kids are excited about this.

Though, they had no attachment to this place except the few stories I told them about my childhood and the picture of their grandparents which is of course part of our life.

I forgot to mention that despite everything, I have no hatred for my parents. But it will also take a long while to forgive them. I mean, no matter what, how could they have the heart to cast out their child, their only child without even looking back? It has been over six years now and not once have I received a call from my parents even when I painstakingly sent them a letter showing my new place of residence.

Such a hard heart I had never seen before, but one thing is sure, I definitely cannot treat my kids that way, no matter their mistakes.

Well, I have decided not to allow that to weigh me down. I have my kids and a future to build, right here in this town. I know many judged me after I left, thinking I ran away but well, I’m here to correct that assumption.

Thanks to my childhood friend, Cindy, who has never failed to keep in touch.  We already bought a house which was painstakingly selected by the twins and me, through the numerous pictures Cindy forwarded via mail.

Distracted by my thoughts, I almost missed the hand waving excitedly to get my attention. 

Cindy! Bless her soul.

Holding tightly to the twins who were showing every height of excitement, I quickly moved to the other side to meet my friend.

“Oh my God, Becca, you have totally changed, I almost did not recognise you.” Cindy cried excitedly in surprise.

Well, I understand her feelings. I know how motherhood has changed me. But instead of that unwanted little fat that usually comes with motherhood? Mine was different. It’s a wanted change when it added to my beauty and glamour.

I used to be a long leg beauty, but now, without bragging, I am simply stunning. It’s a wonder what pain and disappointment can do to a determined body.

“Really? But I have been sending you my pictures for ages.” I said with a small laugh as I gave her a warm well deserved hug.

“Oh you silly soul. Pictures were so ordinary; they did no justice to you at all.” She confessed candidly even though she was as well considered to be an extremely beautiful lady. With her blue cat eyes and a busty chest to tempt even the Saints, she has never failed to be a stunner and she knew it.

“Well, thank you my lady. You ain’t looking bad yourself. Can’t believe you are still looking as young as ever. The town of Alberta must be in trouble.” I teased in amusement, but truly, I was half serious.

Tickled pink by my joke, Cindy giggled girlishly and the twins blinked in astonishment.

My daughter Erica Summer, always unhappy to be left out, tugged impatiently on my pant and with a smile of understanding, I gave her head a little pat before pushing them forward slightly.

“Darlings, this is your auntie, Cindy. Cindy, meet Eric and Erica Summer.” I introduced my kids with a proud smile on my beaming face.

It’s apparent, Cindy, in her excitement, had not paid much attention to the kids and now, she blinked at the image in front of her.

I chuckled, knowing exactly how she felt. The twins are so beautifully identical, almost like a Barbie doll, they never failed to put that look on anybody’s face.

“OhmyGod Becca, what did you do? Give birth to Angels?” Cindy exclaimed, unable to stop herself.

The twins giggled at her dramatic expression.

“Hello Cindy aunty?” The twins chorused with a shy welcoming smile.

“Oh you adorable lovelies. Hello to you two.” Cindy said emotionally as she bent slightly forward to pull them into her embrace.

“Oh don’t even start the water flow, Cindy. My babies are tired already, we need food and sleep.” I quickly cautioned, knowing there is no stopping my best friend once she starts with the dramatics.

“Oh yes, sure of course, we should be on our way. I’m sorry for getting carried away.” She wiped her dewy eyes, knowing that the last thing the twins needed after a long journey was a waterhole aunty.

“Are we going directly to our new house, Mummy?” Eric finally decided to ask from his mum.

Cindy did not wait for Becca to answer. She gave him a beautiful smile before leading them out of the airport to the place where she parked the car.

“Of course my dear little Champion. We are going to your new home and be rest assured that everything is done according to your wishes. Spider-Man with Batman decorated room for my precious boy right? And a Cinderella Barbie decorated room for my darling princess Erica, also right ? Right!" Cindy answered herself and nodded proudly, obviously impressed with her own memory and handwork. 

The children giggled again, obviously finding their new aunt to be amusing and lovingly silly.

Rolling my eyes painstakingly, I followed the trio as we stacked our numerous luggages in the booth of the car and within minutes, we left the airport behind.

Staring out of the window as we moved closer to my childhood neighborhood, an unexpected emotion came to my heart and I had to blink severely multiple times to stop the tears from dropping.