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Novel : Peter, A Love Story (Final Chapter)

Novel : Peter, A Love Story (Final Chapter)

(The novel Nysa’s Mirror concludes, and just who is Peter?…)   “Stop fidgeting!” My dearest friend and adopted sister, Susana, is exasperated with me, and I can’t really blame her. I have an important date, one a long time coming, and she is helping me get ready. I am nervous, twitchy and excited all at once, and that combination of emotional maelstrom make for one fidgety Nysa, ha! “You know, I always knew this day is coming,” she continues. I raise an eyebrow at her, as best I can while she is pulling and brushing and crimping my hair into shape. “Yep, ever since you came in here and talked incessantly about him. You never talk about any man like that, before! Not for as long as I’ve known you anyway.” She says somewhat smugly. “Oh, c’mon, Su, I did not talk about Peter all that much!” I protest. She raises her eyebrow at me. I falter, “I didn’t, did I?” “Oh my dear, it is all you ever talked about for a while! It is Peter this, Peter that, so much so that for a while there Brennan and I were making bets on when you guys were going out. Err, that is I mean…” “Wait, back up….what did you say?” I turn to look at Su. Su put her hands on my shoulders and tries to turn me around. “Well, I mean, let’s get your hair done…” “Nu-uh! Hold up!…

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Novel : Nysa’s Mirror (Part 24)

Novel : Nysa’s Mirror (Part 24)

His relatives all agreed that he was still young and that he could start fresh somewhere where the rest of his family still lived. He was going to get all the love and support he needed with them. I suppose I couldn’t argue with that logic. It didn’t make it any easier to handle the news. I remembered standing there in my room looking at him and trembling in grief, asking, “What about me then? What am I?” So what if I was being selfish and crying a little bit? Alright, I was crying a lot. Emotional teenager plus heartbreak, you get the watershed. Dominic was crying too, and looking torn. He said, “Nysa, it’s my granmama, my only close family left. She wants to move back,…

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Novel : Nysa’s Mirror (Part 23)

Novel : Nysa’s Mirror (Part 23)

About three years of being not only ‘boyfriend and girlfriend’ but also ‘best friends’, the relationship turned heart-breakingly sad for both of us. Dominic had just turned  sixteen when his mom died after a long battle with cancer. Understandably, Dominic grieved. His family was very close-knit and loved each other deeply. I tried to help and to comfort him as best as I could, but sometimes I felt overwhelmingly inadequate. What would you say to someone who had just lost the most important woman in his life? How would you make it okay? I was just fifteen going  on sixteen and still inexperienced when it came to tragedies and griefs, but I tried to be a strong person for Dominic. But Dominic, bless him, understood and accepted my comfort as well as he could, and eventually we both thought things would be okay. Except, Dominic’s father never got over his wife’s death. Even after being by her side for many years, supporting her in battling the disease and knowing she could die any day, he never gave up. And when she did die, his heart broke. Dominic once told me that before his beloved mom died, she talked about love and death, and the likelihood that at that one particular time in your life,…

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Novel : Nysa’s Mirror (Part 22)

Novel : Nysa’s Mirror (Part 22)

Is Nysa in love? In crush at least? ….why the third-person reference? These thoughts were running through my head. To think that just a few days ago I didn’t even have the worries of thinking such things about boys and boyfriends and crushes! The proverbial butterflies had been making their appearances in my stomach in big swarms all throughout the morning, that I almost vomited in surprise when Dominic suddenly materialized in front of me. I jerked back and almost upset my glass of orange juice, and my best friend Sally looked at me in surprise. She saw Dominic at the same time, and the light-bulb lit in her head. Sally knew about Dominic since I had told her about “that boy who kept looking at me whenever we’re in the same…

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Novel : Nysa’s Mirror (Part 21)

Novel : Nysa’s Mirror (Part 21)

Oh Dominic! Of course, I wouldn’t know how he was when he was around other people and I wasn’t around to see him interact with them. But all the signs were positive so far. Besides, relationship is all about risks and hopes, right, and getting to know the other person first, or so I thought. I guessed I wasn’t too naive after all. Anyway, time enough to make a concrete decision after all the pertinent information had been gathered. That sounded so detached, and rather mature, I demurred. And it goes both ways; he could be looking to get to know me first, too. I mean, just because you like a girl or a boy doesn’t mean it’s a done deal. Also let’s…

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Novel : Nysa’s Mirror (Part 18)

Novel : Nysa’s Mirror (Part 18)

I can never tell anyone else everything that Mrs. Potts tells me, even though she doesn’t say anything either way whether I can or can’t. Just because she talks freely with me doesn’t mean that I can do so with her stories. By the time she seems to have finished talking, I have gained a new perspective and respect for her in a way I have never felt for anyone else before, male or female, young or old. Her life truly is extraordinary….

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Novel : Nysa’s Mirror (Part 17)

Novel : Nysa’s Mirror (Part 17)

Oh, Mrs Potts! I plan on leaving straight away, but the sight of her sitting there all alone and silent make me pause. I suppose I could stay a bit. It is rude to just leave, anyway, even if she says nothing either way. I make my way over to her and after the briefest of pause, sit on the other end of the sofa. Silence. I hope things won’t get too awkward. I open my mouth to say something, then close it…

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Novel : Nysa’s Mirror (Part 16)

Novel : Nysa’s Mirror (Part 16)

And it appears that she is also deaf, or at least partially deaf. I have a grandmother, you see, and she is very, very old, God bless her soul. She is also partially deaf and blind, and it shames me to think that I have failed to make the connection between her condition and Mrs. Potts’. Except for the fact that Mrs. Potts is still mobile, all the signs are there. Well, color me double-shocked. I probably don’t have any right to…

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Novel : Nysa’s Mirror (Part 15)

Novel : Nysa’s Mirror (Part 15)

THE STORY REVEALED “Oh, errr, good afternoon, Mrs. Potts. Umm,  how  are you today?” I stammer. Good heavens, it pains me just to watch her try to climb up the steps to her floor. Her progress, if you can call it that, is encumbered by the big grocery bag she is holding close to her side with her right arm, her ever-present huge handbag slung over her shoulder, while her left hand is gripping the rail tightly, pulling herself up each step slowly and laboriously. It is slow…

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Novel : Nysa’s Mirror (Part 14)

Novel : Nysa’s Mirror (Part 14)

Who is Mrs. Potts? Good question. Who is she indeed. Mrs. Potts is very old. I do not know her real age, but to my knowledge, she is the oldest tenant in my apartment building. Perhaps through no fault of hers, no one really know much about her, except that she lives alone, has for years now, way before I rented my own apartment at the building. I have only stayed at my own apartment for a little over two years. About the only thing I know about Mrs….

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