Ever wondered why time goes by so quickly?
It has been years since Emma and Harry last saw each other. He regretted letting her go, and she regretted not staying.
But when they meet again they find out they are not at all who they used to be.
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Emma;
When I arrived at dads, Katie answered the door. "Your dads on his way back, he's just finished up a meeting," She tried to smile but I don't smile back. I simply walk in, heading for the living room.
I place Alex down beside me, he had a carrot stick in one hand that he was chewing on and a police car in the other.
It felt weird to be in this house. I'd say I'd only been here four or five times before. I felt no attachment to it, I didn't feel how I felt about mums house. When I walked into mums it was home, everything about it was home.
But this house made me almost feel empty.
"Would you like a drink? Tea, coffee, juice?" Katie asks politely, standing at the door waiting for an answer.
"Oh tea please. Milk and no sugar,"
"And.."
"Alex," I inform her, she had only ever met me once, I hadn't brought Alex when she met me the first time round.
"Drink?"
"Juice is fine, thanks."
She nods and quickly scurries to the kitchen. She was short, a lot shorter than mum. Dad always said I was blessed to have such tall parents, my dads easily 6ft2 and my mum is around 5ft8.
Katie however I'd say is 5"6 - she was smaller than me. She's younger than my mum and dad - late thirties I'd say. Her auburn hair that's softly curled makes her look older though - just my opinion.
"Here you are," She brings our drinks in on a little tray and I thank her.
"How was the journey up here yesterday?" She asks.
"It was okay, quite long." I nod.
"Mummy, juice?" Alex frowns.
I nod. "It is juice baby, want some?"
He smiles as I hand it to him.
"How is London?" Katie asks. It felt very uncomfortable trying to have a conversation with her, but it would feel even worse sitting in silence.
"It's okay. We like it," I smile down at Alex who was playing and drinking his juice. "Alex is settled."
She nods and I hear the front door open.
My dad walks in slowly, leaning on his walking stick - that was a new addition. He looked frail, weak. It didn't really look like my dad at all.
"Darling," He smiled.
I stand and walk to him, I hug him tight. I feel a tear slip down my cheek as I feel how thin he'd gotten - even through his thick jumper.
"You okay?" I ask stepping back allowing him to sit down. I see the wince when he sits down and realise he's in more pain than he's letting on.
