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There were some things that he envied about Xavier like having
Helen as a mother.
    And there was
Jonah … Hugh thought.
    Bringing Jonah back into Hugh's
thoughts made him winced and smiled at the same time. His nose
wrinkled as he remembered. He quickly looked around him, noting if
anybody noticed his reaction.
    Meeting Jonah was probably one of the
more complex events in his life. He did not know whether to cherish
it or delete it from his memory altogether. When Xavier knew of his
sickness he just dropped her off like a hot potato.
    And Hugh had been there wanting to pick
her up. Unfortunately, he burned himself in the process. Her anger
had become his pain…her pain—his sorrow.
    Even though, he wanted to take care of
her himself, he thought Jonah would prefer Xavier by her side.
Xavier was getting well and everything will go back to the way it
was once before he entered the picture.
    And before it became too painful for
him, he knew he had to let go off her.
    Yeah, leave her
alone … It was even timely because he signed
up for a program in school that will get him away from the
house…away from Gilda…away from Jonah.
    "Ugh!" he blurted out before
he could stop himself. She would really
hate me…it was exactly what Xavier did—left her.
    "Is something wrong?" Helen asked him
suddenly, looking alarmed.
    "Nothing," Hugh told her, feeling the
embarrassment running like a hot flash all over his
body.
    "Please, Hugh—take something for that
headache of yours. Or do something before it gets—" Helen started
to say.
    "Heal yourself—" Gilda interrupted."Be
prepared. I had the same dream of the falling teeth for several
days now. And it has never failed its message every time I
do—death. The greatest healer is to die soon. I am going to need
you then to find the new healer in line."
    Without looking at Gilda, Hugh asked,
"How can you be sure that your dream pertains to the greatest
healer?" He looked at Xavier meaningfully. "It could be someone
else—"
    "No!" Helen said, her lips
trembling.
    Hugh closed his eyes momentarily before
he whispered, "I am sorry, Mom. I didn't mean—"
    Helen stood up from her chair and went
directly to Hugh. She cupped his face in her hands lovingly. "Sshh!
It's okay! Sometimes, I get the same feeling. But we need to stay
strong for X's sake," she said in a low voice.
    "I know! But it's not just about X,"
Hugh said and kissed Helen on the cheek. He stood up and added
carefully, nervously looking at Gilda, "It's just that I saw
something earlier. It looked like—"
    "The smite ," Gilda finished for him. "Sshh!
Quiet there and be careful." She looked around her as if there were
other people listening, who were hidden from her view. She took in
a deep breath and exhaled. Then, she muttered a few unintelligible
things to herself. "Tell me what you saw?"
    "What is it?" Helen asked looking
alarmed.
    "I am going to fix myself something to
eat," Hugh announced, trying to ignore Helen's question.
    Before he reached the door, Gilda stood
up and intentionally blocked his path, "Good Lord, it was also
after you!" she cried out. "Tell me what you saw."
    "Hugh?" Helen inquired, inching closer
to both Gilda and Hugh.
    "Nothing!" Hugh said. "I couldn't even
see it properly because it just looks like a swift black thing that
creeps at the side of my eyes."
    Gilda ran both hands through
her arms to rub them, "It was indeed the smite ," she uttered.
    "I haven't seen the smite before," Hugh said.
"Why now?"
    "The smite is everywhere choosing to show
itself especially to people who choose to see it," Gilda
quipped.
    "For heaven's sake, I didn't choose to
see it—" Hugh cried out angrily.
    "Oh, yes you did," Gilda insisted. "You
choose what you feel, what you think—you chose to see
it!"
    "For a moment, it was only after—" Hugh
looked back at Xavier meaningfully before he continued, "Then, the
next minute it was going after me." He felt like a school boy
telling his mother he was being bullied.