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Chapter 14
The French Pirate
“Mme. Troyes welcomes NutJob as she guides him and KristalClear into the front room, “David! Do come in! Have a seat. Kristal has told me so much about you!”
After no more than two seconds of conversation, KristalClear is already embarrassed! Not only do her parents style themselves the French way, her mother already seems to be fawning over David the new boyfriend.
NutJob is thinking to himself, “nobody calls me David anymore. They did when I was little. Then, they started calling me Dave, but nowadays all my friends and even the teachers call me NutJob. And until she renamed me Dash, Kristal always called me NutJob.”
He looks at KristalClear as his silent thought pattern continues, “mum and dad call me Dave. Kristal usually calls me Dash, or NutJob sometimes, or Dave on rare occasions. But absolutely nobody calls me David!”
KristalClear senses what’s going on, and she responds on the wavelength.
Caught up in the emotion of the moment, with mum meeting NutJob for the first time, KristalClear forgets that she hasn’t yet mastered the human wavelength. And she overlooks the fact that NutJob wouldn’t be able to receive a message anyway. Still, she persists!
At the same time she’s doing some minimal, discreet hand gestures, all trying to say the same thing.
« At some stage, I had to tell Maman about you. That was weeks ago. Maybe I said your name was David. But since then I always say Dave whenever I mention you. I don’t know why she said David just now! »
NutJob doesn’t even know there’s a message and he can see only her eyes darting about, and some novel hand gestures. Both palms opening, fingers splayed wide, thumbs pointing to the ceiling.
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