“Now, Now, Oxford is a lovely place and would suit Hakuba-kun very well.” She giggled and longed to pat her friend’s hand to sooth the sting that must have brought.
Chikage went wistful and dewy eyed and the mention of Toichi. “Kaito will be Kaito, he wants to be a stage magician and is certainly practicing nonstop at perfecting his talent. You should see him Marion, he’s a completely different person … well I shouldn’t say different. He’s himself when he performs.”
There was an unspoken but in her words that held the fear only a mother would know.
“Oh, my dear Kage-chan…” Unspoken, yes, but certainly understood.
It’d been so long since they’d last seen each other. Months. But it had done nothing to lessen their bond. If anything, Marion found it easier to talk to Chikage than any of her local friends, simply because she, too, understood so many things that only came from similar experience, Japan being just one of a very long list.
“Well. I’m certain that I’ll get to see him soon. I’m coming for the graduation ceremony, and I expect that you’ll let me know the moment he has his first big show, won’t you?” The smile she put on faded as she continued to mull over her friend’s words, and soon she fell back on it, voicing her sorrows absently with a quiet sigh.
“Oh, our poor, sweet boys…"