Chapter 5 Catching up

Nothing is better than catching up with family, right?

A few hours passed while we were working our arse’s off there was this random stranger is critiquing my and everyone else's mistakes “No! No! No!” Now what? “You have to go deeper than this!” This damn kid telling me how to farm when I’ve been doing it for my entire life “Oh really cause-” I need to control this I’m not going to lose this job because of this person “You're right… I’ll try to do it better” “Yeah you better” *Trumpet Finally! Freedom! “I miss our old farm…” “I know George, but it’ll get better…” “Will it?” No, If I couldn't even convince myself of it getting better how could I convince others? “Hey Robert doesn't this remind you of the good ol days?” “heh… yeah” Why am I lying? To make things go more smooth? Or what?“Everyone get dinner” Another stranger's voice “First come first serve” Great “Shouldn't we hurry? “Yeah we should” We did work our butts off today, we especially George deserves it “Robert you do you remember Joel?” Oh no… I hope he left on time, or… he is at the least not hurt to bad “Ye- yes..” “Well he is supposed to show up here sometime today and or tomorrow, if you can keep an eye out for him… that’d be doing us both a favour” “Yes I will” I haven't seen Joel in nearly 13 years, not ever since I ran away… Will he be hurt with me, or not even care? Does he even miss me? I sure hope he does.. “Who’s Joel?” Man.. I never told anyone about my family.. They weren't even at my wedding, dad must be surprised to see me even have a family “Joel is my oldest brother and well he’s my favorite brother, probably the most important person or was the most important person in my life” “Oh…” “yeah…” “When was the last time you talked to him?” Now I'm practically holding back my tears talking about this “13 years ago” even I felt the quivering of my voice.. It's not his fault he doesn't know “Wow.. I can't even Imagine that.. like no matter how much Henry and I fight and argue I don't think I could not talk to him for 13 years ya know?” I'm on the verge of crying.. No I can't do that, not here not now.. “Yeah.. Lets just eat”.       

This food looks so good.. Maybe I'm just starving but wow! *Munch Soooo good… everyone is munching on this, hard workers “So your son, tell me about him” “Oh George” I swallowed the rest of my food “Well where do I start? He’s my first son. I love him to bits, and I hope to see him grow up to be a proper man that I know he can be” “Enough of that! Tell me more about him!” “Oh.. umm.. Well he’s 15, he’s an amazing fighter, hard worker, and an amazing person overall” “Good, good. That's the only kid ya got?” “No, I have Henry and Lois” “Henry huh? How old is that one?” “He’s 10, he’s a good debater” “Ugh, not another one of those people? Let me guess he got it from you?” Don't get mad, he's just joking “haha yeah” “Tell me how he looks” “Well he’s got gold like hair” “Huh…” “He’s got blue eyes around 4’11” “What about you wife?” Heh… “Well my wife's name is Jane, she has Blonde hair with Blue eyes, lean” “Ok… well what about Lois?” “haha, she’s my little girl, I would protect her with my life, she’s 3 years old,  she’s a darl’n, She has Brown and Blue eyes like her daddy, funny, I Love her so much” “that's cute” “Well dad..” “yes?” “where's mom..?” Immediately I saw tears rush from his eyes “She’s.. In a better place..” I stopped eating, holding back my tears I said “Sorry I asked..”  “Dad?” Wait.. Is that?I stood up “Joel?” “Rob..”