“No, no. Angelus would never forgive me if I turned you away.” Hektor knew that it would be better in the long run for Angelus to see Arikos again, despite Hektor’s own misgivings.
He opened his mouth to begin to explain how Angelus had received the mail himself each day, looking through it even though he had still been learning to read at that point. He had even waited by the phone with the hopes that Arikos might call, only to remember that he couldn’t recall ever giving the man the phone number for the house, or if Arikos even had the means of making such a phone call. But, his own words died on his lips when Arikos mentioned leaving a note.
“No, we didn’t see a note when we had returned from our journey. If you recall my telling you about it before we left, the only people who would enter here while we were gone were my children, who had been given the chore of keeping the place dust and dirt free in our absence, and they—“ Hektor was interrupted by a young girl—his daughter—shooting out from the living area just off to the left of the entry way and wrapped her arm’s about Hektor’s legs. He looked down at her, eyes narrowing slightly as he wondered how long she had been in there and how much she had heard. His silent question was answered as she proceeded to look rather guilty and attempted to hide her face from him.
Hektor let out a breath through his nose, giving Arikos an apologetic look. He proceeded to extricate himself from her grasp and crouched down to her level. “Cassandra,” he said quietly, the girl’s face turning red with a blush as he father used her full name. “This here is Arikos. You remember me telling you about Arikos, hm?” She nodded. “You may not have seen him when you came to do your chores with older brother. Did you happen to see a note from him in the kitchen when you did that? He had left it for Angelus.”
“I d-don’t remember,” she mumbled, looking upset. “We dusted the living room and the l-library and then took a break and made us a snack in the kitchen...and when we cleaned up after eating we threw a b-bunch of things away...” She looked devastated at the possibility that she or her brother might have thrown away. “Is...is that why Uncle Angelus got sad again? Why he took that trip? Was he mad at us that we threw away that note? Was it important?” She glanced over at Arikos with big, sad eyes. “I’m...I’m s-sorry.”
“It is alright, Cassie,” Hektor whispered, smiling. “It was just an accident. No one is mad at you or your brother, I promise. Now, I have to talk to Arikos, so go on back to your room and pack up your clothes. And do so quietly. Remember that Angelus is still sleeping.” The girl nodded scampered off down the hallway and disappearing around a corner.
“Well...now we know where the note went,” Hektor sounded apologetic. “We assumed you had been called away. That much was apparent to the us, but we thought we might hear from you after a period of time had passed...When we didn’t, Angelus started to make certain assumptions became understandably upset. Some of that was directed at you, but if I am being honest, most of it was at himself.” Hektor sighed a little, shaking his head, and lead Arikos a little down the hall and up the set of stairs that would lead to Angelus. “Angelus struggles with technology, I should have known that with you being like him, you might too...to a certain extent. I apologize, I suppose I became used to his friends not needing anything...”
“Angelus does not hold onto his anger for long. It is simply not his way.” He explained quietly as they walked toward some double doors. “He does, however hold onto his sorrow and bottles it up. He keeps the despair of several lifetimes in his heart. With the help of his friends and well, your sudden appearance into his life, he was starting to get better about letting go of his woes, but he is still very much prone to bouts of despondency.” He paused here, looking at Arikos before looking back ti the door. “As I told you on our sailboat those months ago, Angelus has the heart and hopes of a young man. I’ll go in and wake him now, and explain about the note. Give me a few minutes.”
Hektor disappeared into the other room, quietly closing the door behind him. He didn’t emerge until several minutes later, giving Arikos a small smile. “He‘s on the balcony. Make a right as soon as you enter the room.” And then with a wave, Hektor departed back down the hall.