Thursday taster 29: Parallel Slip

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Let's continue our Parallel Slip story where we left off last week, at the end, Frederic was interrogated by the police about being with her father.

"Yes," I said. I inhaled slowly, they waited for me. "My mother wants to decide about my future for me and refuses to let me go to the university where I have been accepted. There are laws against it, isn't it?"

"Frederique, wait," my father was looking at me.

"She is sick, she can't take care of herself," my mother said.

"Do you have any disabilities that prevent you to function as a normal person?" the policeman said.

"No," I answered.

The truth was, my mother had been trying to get me a disability card for years, so that the insurance company would cover the multiple brain scans but she never managed to get it. There is no disability that says: "just faint". It's considered like a weakness, but nothing more.

"I think our job here is done for today, sorry for the derangement sir," the policeman said, slightly inclining his head before putting his hat back on.

"She needs to come back home, it's dangerous. Frederique, I need to talk to you. You don't know what you are doing?" My mother said.

I walked away and the policeman told her to leave too.

"What was that about? There is law to get you to go to university?" My father asked.

"I can't risk her forbidding me to go, I already checked everything. I'm ready to get a lawyer if I need to, even if I would need a part-time job to pay for it," I said.

My father sighed.

"Dad, I can't take it anymore, going to university is my only way to escape her, I have been preparing it for years. I'm not walking out of her house without a plan. I already figured stuff. I had too, I swear, I don't want to be locked anymore. She suffocates me," I said.

"All right, all right, it's just that I wasn't prepared for this," my father said.

"It was my plan B, in case you wouldn't have come for me today. I still might have to use it, if she tries something like today again," I said.

"I would have showed up at 100%, you know that," my father said.

I sighed.

"Yes, dad."

He gave me a hug. But the truth was, there were some reality where he hadn't shown up at the hospital to give me a phone. There were realities where he didn't divorce my mother. There were realities that I hadn't visited yet, where he hadn't shown up today and where I was still at my mum listening to her yelling at me. All those realities already existed, so in this reality, I could think myself lucky.

 
Yep, seeing all those possibilities, she got lucky today! 

Answer to last week's comments. 

Thanks everyone for your comments. 

Legally, she won't be a child anymore once she turns 18. But in reality, she can still be considered as a child until she is able to provide for herself, which does suck in her case, but prevent people from kicking the kids out on their eighteenth birthday. If she had had a disability card, she would have had to go with her mother.

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