Dreams

Home Dreams #2 I'm walking along Cardigan road on my way to tutor some student. Although it's on Cardigan Road, I turn up Bridges Avenue to go to mum and dad's. There's a couple of labourer types guys behind me. It's only as I get to the top of the hill that I realise mum and dad have moved out and I've come up the hill through force of habit. The next door neighbours are outside, and they look at me as though I'm an idiot, but I walk past and get to mum and dad's. There's a workman's ute in the driveway, and the two labourers that followed me go in. Then I see a little dog come out, and it's Skeeter. I call to her and she comes to me. I bend down and pat her and realise she somehow belongs to the workers at the house now. I leave her and the house and walk on, wondering which is the quickest way to get to my student from here. I've a mind to turn around and go back down the hill past mum and dad's, but I don't. The scene shifts, and I'm back inside the old house. Mum and dad are there, but all the furniture's gone. They're just about to leave. Jeanette's there, too. I look out the back window and see the sun setting a beautiful red glow, which covers the back yard. I tell mum it's setting on us in this house for the last time. Me, mum and dad go out the back and walk around the yard, bathed in the dwindling red glow. We reminisce and wander around. As we are about to go back inside, dad says, looking down the backyard, "That was the best view in any house I've ever lived in." Just then I see through the carport a guy jumping out of an army truck and then standing with his back against the carport wall. He looks and acts like a soldier. It looks like a scene from an old movie seen on tv at the old house. I figure one day I'll see the movie again and remember the scene, and the house. We go back in. It's night now and I see Jeanette out the backyard. She's throwing things around the yard - books, old purses, etc - her personal stuff. She seems angry and bitter about leaving, I'm not sure. But I'm glad I got to be here once more, and know it was the last time. I'm glad I got to wander the back yard with mum and dad in that sad, autumnal glow. I realise this is how it should have been.