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Kevin and Seline

Mon, 14 April 2014 03:36
by Andreas Kathindi


Simon Beukes and Felicia Coetzee sat on the green grass of Zoo Park.
There were several scattered juice bottles his son, Kevin and Felicia’s daughter, Seline, had emptied. Currently, the two were off playing on the swings just some meters away from Simon and Felicia but that didn’t stop him from sneaking a periodic peek at them every few seconds.
     “They grow up so fast, don’t they?” Felicia chuckled.
     Simon only nodded and looked on quietly. He was trying to decipher what he actually felt for Felicia who had recently moved in next door to him.
The two had been getting closer after Simon found out she was also a single parent and more so since their children started playing together.
And since then, Simon had been sure there had definitely been some romantic innuendos made but he was still uncertain about what would develop. He didn’t even know what she did for a living. Not far from them, four year-old Seline’s swing, swung a little too high and she fell off with a plop!
Simon was about to get up to her aid but Kevin, only two years older than Seline, jumped off his swing faster than lightning and picked her up gingerly. Seline was going to cry but Simon’s swift act pacified her. Kevin brushed the dirt off her legs and got her back up the swing.
     “Awwww,” said Felicia. “How cute!”
     Simon sat back down and he was delightedly surprised when Felicia rested her head softly on his shoulder. He smiled, realising he had been way too worried about nothing. He would let things develop, naturally. Whatever will happen, will happen, he thought.

Thirteen years passed and not far from where the park remained was a high school. A clamour of noise permeated the entire school street like the Friday it was as a throng of students filled out of the school gate, talking about all the exciting things they had planned for the weekend.
But for two students at the rugby field, it did not seem like the final school day of the week. Away from the pitch, a tall boy leaned on a rock while a girl sat just down just below him.
     “So do you know when you’re moving?” The boy asked, not looking at the girl.
     “I already told you, Kevin, we only have a week left,” Seline replied irritably.
     “Where are you moving to? I’ll come visit you every day,” Kevin said. This time, he bent forward, looking her in the eyes.
     Seline did not want to answer. She and her mother were moving from a good suburb to somewhere in Okuryangava - Kevin would not understand. She had lived in Academia pretty much all her life and this was tough on her without Kevin being judgemental. Deep down, she knew he wouldn’t be but she did not want to risk it.
“I already told you, I don’t know,” she lied.
     “Well, you know I’m like my dad, so I will do everything to find you,” Kevin joked.
     Seline’s nose folded like bad odour had offended it. She did not want to hear anything about that man. She would never forgive him for what he had done to her mother. He was partially the reason they were moving away and mostly, the reason she had been so confused for so long. Liking a boy who was virtually her brother, because their parents were engaged left her mind a muddle and it was even more confusing because she knew Kevin felt the same way she did.
She wished he was nothing like his father. Irritated, Seline got up, flung her bag over her shoulder and began to walk away.
“See you on Monday, Kevin,” she said, glancing back, knowing very well it was indeed the last time she would see him.
To be continued