Chapter 5
“Jacen, get the door, but be careful, it’s your uncle.”
“Yes, mother.”
Jacen strode to the door and peered at the small screen offering a view of the lobby. The intercom crackled into life and Luke heard his nephew’s voice. “Hello Uncle, it’s been a while since we’ve seen you. I’d let you in but I really don’t feel like reaching over and pressing the button right now and I don’t want to risk Aunt Mara getting brain damage by seeing you again.”
Luke frowned at the camera above his head. “Don’t you speak to me like that, Jacen. Stay out of this and let me talk to your mother.”
“Mum! Uncle wants to talk to you about something, I can’t imagine what about,” he smirked, and started to walk away. Leia caught him on the arm, subtly turned on the intercom and warned her son, “Jacen, you will keep your manners at all times, even if you are dealing with a stuck-up arrogant fool who breaks girls’ hearts for a living.”
“Leia! I heard that!” Leia turned to glance at the screen next to the door.
“Whoops! I guess I turned the intercom on. Silly me.” She sighed, pursed her lips and stared at the wall next to the screen. “Fine, I guess you can come in, but this is my house, and you will follow my rules.”
“What, Mum, you let him in, just like that? Do you realise, by doing that, you’ve probably just traumatised Aunt Mara for ever!”
“Jacen, your aunt is a strong woman. I haven’t seen anything she can’t beat. My god, she even beat a disease that killed every other being it touched! She can handle this. She just needs time.” Leia stood up, brushed off her dress and glared at her son. “I’ll take care of Luke. Trust me. I’m gonna make up for 19 years of lost sibling rivalry.”
Wednesday, January 17, 2007
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