6. Speeches and apologies

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Luke

Luke was sitting on a grassy plain. Bright light blinded him as he looked around. He was in an open poppy field. His father stood a few feet away from him facing the sunlight. Gone were the robes. Instead now his father wore jeans and a shirt with a jacket and shoes. He looked like a normal man. The breeze ruffled his hair. Luke stood up and looked around him properly this time.

The poppy field went on for as far as he could look with the sun setting over the fields. Behind him he saw a small house far away.

"Where are we?" Luke asked.

"Mexico." His father replied without looking at him.

"What are we doing in Mexico?" Luke asked as he went to stand beside him.

"It has some peace and quiet to talk." His father answered.

"So what are we going to talk about?" Luke asked.

"What do you want to talk about?" His father asked him back.

"Tell me how you met mom." Luke took a seat where he stood. His father took a seat beside him and blew out a long breath before he began talking.

"Gods have responsibilities; a lot of them. Sometimes to take a breather from those responsibilities we venture into different worlds where nobody knows us or about magic being real." Jonah rested his hands over his knees.

"While taking a break so to speak, we sometimes interact with humans and sometimes tend to fall in love with them. I happened to do the same." He blew out a breath.

"I met your mother outside the hospital. Weird if you go to see because I have no idea how I ended up outside the hospital. I'd taken a break from godly duties and had come to Earth to take some days off.

We tend to come to Earth because the chances of being discovered are less and it's easier to blend in. I was outside the hospital when your mother escorted someone on a gurney inside the hospital. She looked beautiful even in those awfully green colored scrubs. She caught my attention the moment I saw her."

"Please don't tell me you followed her like a creep?" Luke interrupted.

"No." Jonah laughed. "I met her again in a cafeteria after a few days. I'd seen her once but I didn't follow her like a creep." He chuckled.

"I was sitting at a cafeteria watching humans go on with their lives oblivious to the presence of a God sitting between them. Then your mother walked inside the cafeteria with another lady and got some coffee and sat right in the adjacent booth." Jonah looked to the setting sun with a smile on his face filled with nostalgia.

"She was young and talking about some male doctor who they both fancied." He grunted. Luke hid his grin at the jealousy in his father's voice.

"That male doctor seemed to like your mother. They were talking about how the doctor had asked your mother to dinner. But your mother had avoided answering the question." His father had a smug smile on his face.

"How did you talk to her?" Luke asked eagerly.

"Well I'm a God. I have super powers. So I made an item of hers drop on the floor and then I charmingly picked it up and gave it back to her." His father smirked.

Luke frowned. "Come on, even I could do better than that." He deadpanned his father.

"When you like someone you'll understand what happens to your brain functioning." His father snapped at him.

"Oh spare me." Luke narrowed his eyes. "What happened next?" He asked.

"Well, her friend certainly liked how I looked. She even said it out loud." His father shuddered. Luke didn't bother to hide his grin.

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