Chapter 22: chapter 22

I never knew what was wrong in going to Fr Robin. I wanted to know why uncle was so serious after hearing this name. Extremely Holy ? Yes! But that was a good thing right as he would bless us and our family. And more and more even my relationship with uncle, but... ... But this relationship is incest! I knew, deep down in my heart I knew that we had to hide this from Fr. too. Uncle went back to his antique room with a heavy heart. He liked attending mass and also going to church on Sundays yet this time he looked off when he heard Fr's name. I decided to visit uncle in his room, to ask more about this meet and his newly formed terror. ...His usually open room was closed, I knocked, he opened after a few knocks, I could hear mom and dad fight again. I felt the pain. A sharp pain in my chest, really I could feel my friend Liam right now. I missed him, by the way Lenon and Liam are different people. Liam was the best, I liked him as a friend, he too never ever expected me to be more than a friend to him. He had different interests, you all know, career choices. Or else I would choose Liam first, I do have obsession to older men, but yes! Caring younger men could take that place, may be Liam wasn't the one, but I felt like he was, before I let uncle into my life. Liam also used to narrate me the tales of his broken family, I used to listen to him for hours we both talked, until the day came to say goodbye to him, when he left London to study further and better. Away from his toxic parents with tears in my eyes I had to let him go. He too felt sad but didn't cry, he said “Rue men don't cry." The day of separation ended like a flower bliss. I cried all day, having my then not broken parents support me, but now suddenly as we returned to Goa things had changed. Okay so back to Fr. Robin, uncle opened the door and called me in. I went in and sat down on his wooden chair. He made himself comfortable in his bed. His room smelled like rose, “Aunt Eli?" “Um... No no Rue that's not her, that's not aunt Eli!" “But that's the way aunt smelled always, It's rose, uncle! And it is." “Shut up Rue, it is coincidentally her favorite scent, this is Ruella's favorite scent. She and Elinor have nothing more similar than this, got it? Stop comparing her to Ruella." “Sorry uncle! I know you still love aunt Ruella, and I am just a reflection of her, I am sorry I never knew that she smelled this way." “Yes I always make sure I buy this scent and spray it on me, I keep her memories alive this way." Tears trickled down his cheeks. Rue hugged him in dismay. She felt secondary again. You can never be an old mans first I thought to myself. I believed it and I had seen it. As the matter get cooled down I asked uncle about Fr. Robin.