The Shadow Realm Chronicles: Maeve (Book 1) Chapter 16 Carillon and Alexander Talk

Carillon goes to Alex




Alexander sat at his desk waiting for Carillon. He tapped at his desk wishing he could call Celeste and tell her. He wondered if his mother wanted them all to know. He looked out his window. It would be dark soon and then he could talk to her.

There was a knock on the door. He took a deep breath as his heart was racing and opened the door. “Good afternoon Mrs. Smith.” He motions for her to come in. “How can I help you?”

“Hello, Mr. Marks, and thank you for seeing me.”

“Oh Alexander please.” He had thought of that Luke would have come with her. “And your sheriff, he’s not joining us today?”

She smiles, “Well, he worked the late shift last night. So I assume he is still asleep.” Carillon had left early for work that morning and she didn’t see Luke come home. She assumed that she missed him. She sent him a message earlier that day, but she thought he was asleep and he would be the messages later.

“Ah right well, you had questions.” Alexander himself looked tired. He couldn’t sleep as he was worried about Celeste, his mother and countless others were in danger. He questioned his mother’s plans.

“Yes, you see Justin is at the point where is his questioning things. Questions like how could anyone give me up? Where am I from? Who were my parents? Things like that.”

“Well rest assure. I have the answers you seek but are you sure you want them?”

“Why wouldn’t I?”

Alexander sighs, “A lot goes on that you are not aware of Mrs. Smith.”

Carillon at the time had no inkling of any issues. She only wondered from time to time why Mr. Marks seemed so interest in Justin.

Alexander sits down on his desk and pulls a photo from his desk.

“Now before I give this to you, you know I did this for his safety and having this knowledge might put you and your family in danger.”

“Danger?” She said confused.

“Yes danger and I don’t know if I can protect you and him from it any longer.” Alexander hands her the photo. Carillon holds the photo in her hand and examines it and then looks up at Alexander once again confused. “Who is this? It looks like Justin.”

“That is my son Matthew. Justin’s father.”

So many questions raced through Carillon’s mind. “You’re Justin’s grandfather?”

“I am. I know you have noticed me watching him. I tried to keep my distance so no one knew I was connected to him.”

Carillon didn’t know what to say. She took a moment to gather her thoughts and think about what she would do with this information she received.

“I don’t understand.” She had so many questions. “Why don’t you want to be connected to him? Where is his father? His mother?”

“Ok settle down and I will explain the best I can.”

He talked about the car accident and how Matthew died. He spoke of Justin and how perfect he was. “It was amazing. Matthew was perfect. Matthew and Maurelle must have been protecting him. They must have been.”

“Maurelle? Is that his mom? Justin’s mom?” She asked.

“Yes but his name is Shawn? It means gift from God and that is how they viewed him. As a gift from God.”

Carillon understood. She and Luke had names Justin after Luke’s father.

“Ah right, Shawn.” She replied

“And yes Maurelle was her name.” He said feeling the ping of sadness having lost both of them and then to lose being part of Justin’s life.

“And then what about her? Justin would want to know.”

“Listen, the accident was horrific.” Tears came to his eyes as he remembered it. Carillon had never seen him show any signs of emotion before.

“Maurelle’s body was never found but,” he turned away and looked at the window as she spoke to avoid Carillon seeing how upset he was. “There was so much blood. I can’t see how she would have survived.”

She let out a sigh and sat down in the chair across from him. Cari had hoped for good news to share with Justin. She didn’t know how to explain this to him.

“Carillon I know this is a lot to take in, but it was needed to be said.” He handed her a tissue as he could see her tears coming.

“How am I supposed to tell him? I mean he would be happy to know they loved him but to lose them all over again.”

Alexander sat at his desk again. “That I am not sure but I’m also not sure he should be told. Carillon I said it was an accident, but it wasn’t. They were attacked.”

She looked up in horror. “What!”

“Carillon I don’t think I need to explain this to you. I know you have seen things even here that you can’t explain.”

Carillon looks up wanting not to believe him but knowing he was right.

“Most people go through their entire lives and take no notice to the world around them. They miss those things. They chose not to see them or not to believe. The world is magnificent, breathtaking place. There are magnificent and dangerous things in our world Carillon.”

Carillon look at him, “I know, I’ve seen things but.” In reality Carillon chose not to see most things.

“When you open your mind to it, you will see more.”

Alexander looked over and saw a pot of tea on the side. “Would you care for some tea Carillon?” He smiled “Allow me to open your eyes.”

Carillon wasn’t sure what he meant but tea sounded good. Just as she nodded her head, a cup and saucer came floating over and landed on the desk in front of her and one in front of Alexander. She let out a gasp and jumped up as a tea pot came and poured two cups of tea.

“Carillon how do you take your tea.” He smiled, “Welcome to my world Carillon.”

Carillon gathered her thoughts and then sat back down. She seemed to shake as she picked up her cup. Cari tried to act calm but she was not. She placed the cup back on the saucer but her hands were shaking so much that some of the tea spilled.

Alexander smirked. “Carillon it’s okay. I am still the same person I was before. Well all of us have.” He stopped and thought for a moment. “Special gifts if you will.” As he stirred his tea. “Carillon, listen it will take you awhile to get used to but now that your eyes are open, you will see many great things.”

Carillon nodded, “But Justin, I don’t understand what this has to do with him. Why can’t I tell him who is his? About his parents? None of it?”

“Carillon what you need to realize, if people find out, Justin could be in danger. Carillon his parents were murdered. So I cut ties with Justin. If he didn’t know who he was, then he would be safe from him. He would leave him alone.”

“Who?” Carillon inquired.

“Maurelle, her father. He tried to kill them all.” He said as his face seemed to change from that of sadness to anger. He couldn’t remember Tommy and Gwen, not since the accident. He still didn’t have his memories of them.

Carillon jumped up, “Why are you telling me all of this? Is he still out there? Is Justin in danger now?”

“Well yes, his is. But things are changing now.”

“Changed? What has changed? Is it because I’m asking? I’ll lie to keep him safe.”

“Well, my mother for one and many others, I don’t think you are ready to hear.” He clears his throat. “Carillon we need to protect him. Things are changing.”

“Your mother? What would she have to do with any of this? She asked.

Alexander didn’t want to speak their about this so he simply ignored the question.

“So you gonna tell him. Accept him as your grandson.”

“I going to have to.” He sighs, “I’ve missed him.”

Carillon reaches across the table and takes his hand. “He will be happy to have his real family back.”

“Carillon you are his family. His parents would be happy to know he was well taken care of. Go home and talk to Luke, and take this.” He hands her a box. “These were some of his parents things.” The box contained a small crochet fairy and frog. “These were his parents when they are kids.” He added.

Carillon took the box, she paused as both of them held the box. “Thank you.”

“You’re welcome Carillon.”


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