When is the right time??? - Page 11

I called him right away and he told me that my mom had had an accident and was being taken to the hospital. I couldn't think about Zoran anymore, so I immediately planned a plane ride to return home with Jana. It was a bit tight with the flight schedule, but I managed to organize everything. The adventure I was expecting with Jan in search of Zoran was an adventure of looking for the best flight connection because I wanted to get home as soon as possible. I couldn't calm down at all. I had some bad forebodings and I was right.

When I landed at the airport, my father was waiting for me and he just told me that my mom had died as a result of the crash. That was too much for me. And again the same scenario of unconsciousness, waking up in the hospital. I have not recovered from the shock of learning that my mother died. The funeral took place after three days, and I did not manage to calm down during those three days. All my friends attended the funeral. They came back the day before the funeral and I was very grateful to them for that. I even saw, if my eyes weren't deceiving me, that Dragan was there too. I wasn't sure, but I might have seen him.

After the funeral we all came home and I went to my room. I laid down in bed and cried quietly for a long time. no one came to my place because everyone knew that I needed to be alone and get myself together. A very hard blow for me. My mom, my support in life. how will I do without her? She was always my shoulder to cry on. it really destroyed me both mentally and now physically. I could barely stand on my feet. I couldn't eat. I've lost an awful lot of weight lately. All this affected me and my body. For several days, I didn't go anywhere except to the cemetery, alone or with my father. And that was enough for me. I locked myself in my room again and once again sought help from books. now it's the turn of the book The Dragon Hunter is Haled Hoseini's debut novel.

I can say that the book changed my outlook on life. Days passed, I still only went to the cemetery and my friends came to visit me, but no one suggested that we go out to a cafe. They knew that I would not accept it. And so one day, a month after my mother's death, I went to the cemetery like every day. I brought fresh flowers, I changed the flowers every day. And at the moment when I wanted to light the candle, someone stopped next to me. I turned around and saw Zoran standing. My hand trembled and he noticed it.

He took the lighter from me and lit the candle and lit another one he had brought. He placed a bouquet of flowers next to mine and I just thanked him. Zoran stood next to me and quietly said to me:

Sara, I'm so sorry. I only found out three days ago that your mother died. Please accept my sincere condolences. Sara, I know I've been a jerk to you, but can we talk? I looked at him and said. Zoran, please I don't want to see you. Leave me alone. I don't have the strength to do anything anymore. I'm not feeling well. Please just let me grieve alone. I was crying while I was saying that. And Zoran looked at me sadly and said.

If you want to see me and listen to me, I'll be at the rink every evening. Please, come. I need to talk to you.

At this moment I couldn't think about it and somehow I forgot about it. A few days after that, Jana called me and asked me if I would like to have coffee with her. I wasn't in the mood for it, but I had no choice and I agreed to leave the house. We went to my favorite place and ordered coffee. Jana was glad that I finally left the house and she let me know that. I also had to buy black clothes, because I didn't really like wearing a black wardrobe, so I didn't even have one. We went to buy pants, shirts and a coat because it was winter. Actually, it's not winter like winter, but it was a colder autumn

And then I remembered to tell Jana about Zoran. Uhhh when was that. I had the feeling that it all happened a long time ago. That was a month ago. The rink was open but in a closed room. So he knew me inside a closed space. I said all that out loud. Jana looked at me for a long time and asked.

-And... are you going on a date?

-I'm not sure it's a date, and that was a long time ago. I don't think he's that stupid to wait for me every evening at the ice skating.

Jana looked at me and asked

- What if he's waiting for you????'

That was enough for me.

I went home and the whole time I was thinking about whether to go ice skating and whether he was really waiting for me. I was excited. However, I went to the cemetery first and like every day I lit a candle and sat on a bench by the grave and told my mom what I had done that day. And I said that I was thinking about whether to go. It was as if she had given me a signal to go, the snow started to fall. And then I decided that I would go anyway. And so I took my skates and called my dad to say that I was going ice skating and that I wasn't sure when I would be back. And really, I wasn't sure what awaited me. I slowly drove to the ice rink and got out of the car. I saw a few familiar faces. I went to the benches and changed my shoes and put on my skates. I took my gloves and went out onto the ice. I went around one lap and then he appeared next to me.

Zoran just smiled at me and that was enough. We skated in silence because that was how I felt the most. I know that Zoran was a good skater too, but with his appearance he overshadowed everyone in the hall. His long hair tied in a ponytail and unshaven, he had a protective attitude towards me. That was strange to me. It was as if he was making room with his appearance so that the two of us could skate without anyone bothering us. I felt like I belonged here. This is my territory and my Zoran. God, what's wrong with me ????

Two hours of skating have passed and I was tired. I didn't want my perhaps the most beautiful day of my life to end next to Zoran. I still had to go. I put on my shoes and Zoran was waiting for me there. Sara, can we go somewhere to talk, please.

I looked at him and honestly my heart wanted to go talk but my brain refused. I didn't know what to do. Still, I did what I know my mom would have told me. Listen to your heart. And so I listened to my heart and agreed to go for coffee with Zoran.