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There’s One for All

Chapter 1– The Change

By Gerald HolmesPublished 10 months ago Updated 9 months ago 13 min read
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At times in his life, Robert longed for the cherished summer days, and the comfort and safety of his youth.

He’d spent the first 18 years of his life in St. John's Newfoundland, a city with less than 100,000 people. For most of those years, he lived in a small rural area on the outskirts, where everybody knew you and your family.

It was a perfect place for kids to grow up, especially during summer break. The houses all backed onto the forest, where the kids would play all day; exploring, climbing trees and swimming and fishing in the many small rivers and ponds. It was where kids grew up learning the value of helping others, and being honest. These values, he discovered when he moved to Toronto, were not held by everybody.

Everything changed in Robert’s life at 14 years old, when his parents told him they were getting divorced.

His father left and moved to Toronto, or the "Mainland" known to Newfoundlander's. He stayed with his mother, along with his brother and sister, on the island that locals lovingly called the "Rock."

They could no longer afford to stay in the only home that Robert and his siblings had ever known, and had to move into a small basement apartment in his mother’s best friend’s house. The house was in the city, surrounded by other houses and apartment blocks and was an immensely different place from the single-family home that he had grown up knowing.

Up until this point, Robert attended an all-boys school close to home and the only girls that he felt comfortable with, and spent any real time with, were his sister and mother; but now that they were moving to a different area, Robert and his siblings would have to change schools. The only school close to the apartment was co-ed, which worried him, as he was shy and not good at talking to girls. He always felt tongue tied and awkward, not knowing what to say and to make things worse, these would be city girls, and he was more or less a country boy.

The only good thing was the move happened at the end of the school year, so he would have the summer to get used to the idea of changing schools.

It wasn't that he didn't like girls; he did; especially his friend's sister, Maryanne.

She was a year younger than Robert, but somehow seemed older than him. Maryanne had long dark hair and large brown eyes and wore glasses to read, which she wore a lot because she always seemed to be reading. Robert thought she was the smartest and most beautiful girl in the neighbourhood, but some of the other boys and girls would tease her and call her absurd names like "four eyes" and "blind Mary."

This bullying always upset him, even his friend Tommy, her brother, would make fun of her.

He could never understand why some people needed to make others feel bad, so they could feel good. He’d confronted Tommy about it, asking him why he picked on his sister when he should be defending her.

Tommy said, “It’s no big deal; I’m just fooling with her. She knows I don’t mean it.”

Robert didn’t push him any further; but felt the reason people teased Maryanne was because Tommy made it seem ok. He felt upset with Tommy’s explanation and swore he would never be the reason another person thought it was ok to bully someone.

He felt so strongly about this it would affect the rest of his life, and be the underlying reason that he grew into the kind and caring man he became.

On the day that his mother told him they would be moving into the city and he would be changing schools, Robert felt his world was falling apart. He argued with her before storming out of the house, distraught, to find Tommy and tell him the bad news.

He struggled with anger as he walked the path to Tommy’s house, not just because of the move, but mostly because this was the indication his father would not be coming back.

Thinking enraged thoughts, blaming his mother for everything that was changing in his life, when he came to where he would have to cross the road to get to Tommy’s house; he stopped for a minute and used his foot to release some of his anger on an unsuspecting tree.

As he came out from the bushes on the side of the road, ignoring the pain in his foot and the tears in his eyes, Robert could hear voices talking and laughing loudly. He looked to his right; to the corner store a few hundred feet away and could see Maryanne standing in the gravel parking lot, with two of the more dim-witted Connelly brothers dancing around her.

They were calling her names, and poking her with their fingers as they circled her.

Robert was never a violent person, but with the tension building inside him from his life being upended in a heartbeat, he felt his anger overflow and said, "Enough!"

Without thinking his body abruptly turned, and he ran to the store with fire in his eyes and his hands balling into fists.

As he got close to them, one of the brothers was poking Maryanne hard in the arm and saying,

"Stinky four-eyed Mary, ugly blind Mary."

Robert arrived in seconds and, with all of this day's anger rising in him, grabbed both brothers from behind and dragged them away from her.

He pushed them to the ground and said, "If you ever touch her again, I’ll break your arms."

They started to get up, but something in Robert's eyes, made them scramble backward away from him.

With his fists clenched and face turning red, he yelled "get up, get up and tell her you're sorry"

They quickly got up from the gravel lot, with a look of pure fear in their eyes, and did what he said.

When the Connelly boys finished apologizing to Maryanne, Robert told them,

"Get the hell out of here and if you ever come near her again I’ll beat the shit out of you."

They trembled with fear, as Robert walked towards them, before turning and running away like scared dogs with their tails between their legs.

After they disappeared around the corner of the store, Robert turned to Maryanne and asked if she was ok. She answered without speaking, with the tears in her eyes, and he said,

"I'm going to see Tommy now; do you want to walk with me?"

Looking down at her feet, in a trembling voice, Maryanne replied,

"Yes, Thank you, Robert."

****

While they were walking the five-minutes to her house, Maryanne felt confused by what had happened, as she’d never seen her brother's friend, Robert, act angry or be violent.

She was teased and bullied most of her life, even by her brother, but Robert never teased her.

Maryanne thought Robert didn’t like her as he hardly ever spoke to her and looked away when she looked his way.

She remembered when, a few weeks before, he was waiting for Tommy in their driveway.

Maryanne was sitting on the front steps reading a book, engrossed in the story, and not noticing that he was there. When she looked up, her eyes locked on Roberts, leaning against their car, staring at her. They looked at each other for a few seconds, then he looked away and bent down to tie his shoes.

She said, "Hello Robert, are you waiting for Tommy."

He looked up from tying his shoe, but not at her, “Yes, he knows I'm here," then looked down at his feet again.

"Do you want me to go get him?"

"No,” he said as he looked towards the door.

She started to say something else, but he turned and walked away to the swing set beside the house. These were the only six words she could remember him speaking to her before today.

So why, today, did he come to defend her against the Connelly idiots? He didn't care if she existed and didn’t want to speak to her or acknowledge her at all.

****

Robert adrift in his thoughts as they walked to her house didn't hear Maryanne’s attempts at conversation. Lost in his anger about moving and losing his father, he couldn't hear anything but the questions in his mind.

****

On the walk to her house, Maryanne made a few attempts to talk to him, but he ignored her and kept walking. When they arrived at her home, she turned to thank him, but he looked beyond her and went up the steps to the door.

Being ignored like this hurt her more than the Connelly brothers' brainless antics, and as she ran up the steps past Robert and into the house, tears were streaming down her face.

********

A week after the confrontation with the Connelly brothers; Robert, and the remnants of his family, moved into the city.

He felt a little unwell as they unpacked and set up the apartment to their mother's directions. His mother's best friend, Betty, lived upstairs alone as her husband had died of cancer the year before. Robert had known Betty his whole life, as she and his mother had been friends since they were teenagers.

She was always kind to him and his siblings, giving them gifts at Christmas and never forgot their birthdays.

As Robert saw, in the old photos his mother kept looking at, Betty was a lovely woman in her youth.

She and her husband Rick would come to visit them often, before Rick got sick, but he’d only seen her once in the last two years; on the day their mother made them all dress up and go to Rick's funeral.

It was the first time Robert attended a funeral, but wouldn't be his last, and he had no idea how to act or what to say to Betty. He asked his mother, as his father had refused to go, what to do.

She told him to give "Aunt Betty" a hug and tell her you love her.

Before this, he’d never had anyone he knew die. The only time he’d experienced the loss of death was when their family dog, Skippy, died.

He was thinking about Skippy, wringing his hands and shuffling his feet as he waited in line to talk with Betty. When it was his turn, he walked to her, and before he could say anything, she reached out and pulled him close.

She held him tight as she sobbed and, said "Oh my sweet boy, I’ve missed you so much."

Feeling her body shake, as she cried, brought tears to his eyes as he said,

"I’ve missed you too. Aunt Betty, I love you."

Since the funeral over a year before, Robert hadn't seen Aunt Betty, and was surprised by the change in her when she came into the apartment to help his mother set up.

Before the day of the funeral, he’d never seen her unhappy or angry. She was always laughing and joking and full of life. Whenever they had summer barbecues or Christmas parties, she would be the kid's favourite adult. She would play games, sing songs, and tell jokes and dance with them. Everybody loved her; she was always full of energy and the life of the party.

She had an infectious smile, which would make you smile if she showed it to you. She was tall for a woman, but not too tall, and had an athletes' body, as she’d been a long-distance runner since her high school days.

She worked as a high school teacher most of her adult life, up until Rick got sick. Her students loved and respected her, as she genuinely cared about and appreciated all of them, and was twice voted best teacher in the province, by her students and peers.

Betty always had long hair and usually wore it in ponytails, which, with her smile and healthy glow, made her look like a teenager.

But, when she walked into the apartment that day, she looked completely different.

The healthy glow was gone, and she looked like she’d lost a lot of weight. The long hair and ponytail were gone and replaced by a short haircut, which made her look much older.

She gave his mother a long hug as they both sobbed and squeezed each other. She hugged Robert’s brother and sister, and then approached him. As she came to him, her usually infectious smile that she always had for him wasn't there. Her lips were slightly upturned, and she looked on the verge of tears as she hugged him close.

She whispered, "My sweet boy, you’ve become a handsome young man."

Robert hugged her back as she said,

"You’re the man of the house now. You have to watch out for your brother and sister, and take care of your Mom, Ok?"

Robert answered, "Ok, Aunt Betty, I’ll try my best."

He felt his childhood slip away that day; it was all overwhelming for him. He wouldn't be fifteen for several months but felt like he had to be a man. They hadn't heard from their father for months, and as Robert watched his mother sit at the kitchen table and cry with Aunt Betty, the anger he felt for his mother left and landed squarely on his father.

Robert learned about the effects of immeasurable loss and the need to take responsibility that day.

They all spent the rest of the day and late into the night, putting everything away and setting up furniture in the apartment. Sometime around midnight, they had everything mostly done, and with everybody exhausted, it was time for sleep.

Betty, as she was getting ready to go upstairs, gathered them all together and said,

"Welcome to your new home, I hope you’ll all be happy here, I know it’s difficult now with all the changes in your life's but time will heal. So let's all get some sleep now, and tomorrow we’ll all start our new lives; together."

Robert got very little sleep that first night as his mind wouldn’t let go of the memories, of the last few weeks, that were now etched in his soul.

He couldn’t stop thinking about his parents’ divorce and his father abandoning their family and moving thousands of miles away.

But most of all, above everything else, he couldn’t stop thinking about Maryanne.

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About the Creator

Gerald Holmes

Born on the east coast of Canada. Travelled the world for my job and discovered that kindness is the most attractive feature in any human.

R.I.P. Tom Brad. Please click here to be moved by his stories.

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  • Naomi Gold9 months ago

    Great characterization and emotion, with a strong narrator voice. This is such an intriguing start to a coming of age story. I wish I would’ve had a kid like Robert to defend me.

  • Awww, poor Skippy 🥺 Your first chapter was brilliant! Also, quick question. If this was Chapter 1, where does the previous parts of the story that you've published come into play? Further down the chapters?

  • This is such a tender, warm, heartfelt beginning to their story, Gerald. How long do you think it'll be before we have chapter 2?

  • Lena Folkert10 months ago

    Gerald. This took me hugely by surprise. The cover is beautiful. And the story. I started and one sentence in stopped. “I know this.” It’s stunningly written. And I echo Judey. You write the most beautiful male characters. Well. All your characters are great. Very realistic. Three dimensional. Real and full of life. But the male protagonists are always honor bound (I love that Judey!!). And it just shows the reflection of their writer. Anyway. You know you’re my favorite writer so I could go on and on. And on. But yes. Reading this in this form surprised me. It’s really excellent Gerald. Don’t stop!!

  • Melissa in the Blue10 months ago

    It's so easy to get sucked into your storytelling! Can't wait for chapter two

  • Dana Crandell10 months ago

    Good start, my friend! The book cover is a great touch!

  • Cathy holmes10 months ago

    Nicely done, bro. Great chapter 1.

  • Judey Kalchik 10 months ago

    Great first chapter. I do admire the way nobleness is found in your male protagonists!

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