Chapter three

‘I was like that once, just to think,’ Cecilia sees Lydia murmur, after she delivered that silent invitation to the other girl who did not see or hear, ‘Just to think that I was so clueless......She’s really a light, so emotional with her thoughts clearly displayed on her features. I can’t believe that she is my——’
She stopped at that, frowning, and Cecy reached her side. Lydia returned her attention to Cecy at once, and Cecilia who was watching frowned, or maybe she tries to frown, because it is what she feels like doing, but she has no consciousness of the real surroundings. Cecy, no, I am your what? Your friend? But we were not friends then, having just met, and besides the whole sentence when added the word ‘friend’ really seems odd, not seeming right at all. Your relative? But you are not sister, and my dad has vanished a long time, while my mom died of a sickness years ago. They had no sisters or brothers, so naturally sister and I have no relatives about the same age as we are. She can’t puzzle it out.