:I don't speak the same langauge as my family and I don't just mean
different ideas or wave lentghs, I mean actual vowles. I am out of my
comfort zone and find my facial muscels tensing into smile.
Naturally they have many questions for me and I am more or less direct.
However I find I can't give an honest answer which would be"well over the
past eight months I have been in rehab and then had a little visit in the
psyche ward, but no worries I had a one night stand with a beautiful dutch girl,
thought I was in love with my counselor and moved in with my grandparents" no my answer went more like this, "I have been ok and I am really good now!" Then I was asked but where have you been?' Die skander' translated into 'the scandal?" I smiled shyly "if only you knew the half of it" and giggled my way out. My tannie(aunt) put her hand on my shoulder as we stood by the fireplace and whispered "its about time they take you with" refering to my dad and them. "You just woke up late"
I guess she means that I have been sleeping a long time and like some fairy tale reality I have been woken?
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