Friday, February 24, 2017


61belxokijl"The officers were surprised at how silent Sebastian was. They expected him to be more wound-up over the fact that he just heard of the death of his parents. For the second time in his life, maybe the third, Sebastian felt like he didn’t have a care in the world for anything. Although this was not his usual personality, even the feel of the car easing out of the driveway onto the street did not bother him. Sebastian sat silent in the back seat, his head hung, feeling lost and having no one –or no where –to turn to. “May I see some identification?”The female officer asked politely. Sebastian didn’t say a word as he reached for his wallet and passed it through the open window, separating him from the police. “Thank you,”she said, and started to search for his birth certificate. When she found it, she quickly understood why Sebastian was so upset and why he didn’t say anything. She glanced in the rearview mirror, handed back the wallet with all its’contents then whispered to her partner, “He’s twenty-two.”Her partner shook his head slowly, and even though Sebastian heard her, he didn’t care one way or the other. Once they parked at the emergency entrance of Memorial Hospital and Sebastian released from the rear of the car, many of the staff members were staring at him, trying to sympathize with his loss. The first person to greet him was Rachel’s staff member, Stefan. He held out a hand in as a friendly gesture, but Sebastian was a void on two legs. “Excuse us,”the male officer addressed Stefan, driving Sebastian passed him and directing Sebastian like a prisoner to the room where his parents lay, then to Sebastian said, “Are you going to be okay?”Sebastian remained silent and the second face he saw was Deanne Newman. She had appeared from the elevator doors and, in quick steps, approached Sebastian and the officers. Although she had a stern attitude, she also respected law enforcement, noticing that the female officer had held up her hand. Sebastian had stood his ground as best he could. His legs were slightly shaky and he didn’t want to cause a scene. Slowly he raised his arms outward, indicating that he wanted some space, which was granted. He then –just as slowly –pulled back the drapes and saw what was left of Michael and Rachel Masters. Sebastian stepped forward, closed the drape behind him, though one of the officers had followed him. “¡ Papá, madre!”Paul Nosach There was barely anything left of his parents: Mangled and twisted bodies,"


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