The Vision. Linda Blum
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all right,” Ren replied. “You were entertaining Judy and Jay.”
Will gave them a strange look. “What do you mean?”
Judy explained what she just experienced, with Jay interjecting excitedly. While the three talked about this, Ren was silent. He was resigned to the fact that he didn’t have their abilities and probably never would. Will looked over at him knowing exactly what was going through his mind.
“Don’t worry, one day you will be able to see this too,” Will advised.
“I doubt it,” Ren said discouragingly.
“I believe everyone is born with abilities, it’s just we tend to lose them when we become adults since most of the time no one helps us to understand them,” Will said.
“What you’re saying doesn’t make any sense,” Ren argued. “You both came from families that did not encourage you to pursue your abilities, so why didn’t yours shut down?”
A wicked smile formed on Will’s face. “Because, your wife and I both have major attitudes.”
“I can agree on that one,” Ren laughed.
A sudden tug on his shirt turned Ren’s attention to his son.
“Can we get something to eat, I’m hungry,” Jay whined.
Ren noticed the famished look on his face and knew they better get him something soon before he turned miserable.
“Do you have any room for us?” Ren asked Will.
“Sure do,” he replied.
They followed Will as he wove his way around the hordes of people gathered in the dining room. When the crowd dispersed, he led them to one of the quiet window seats. On the table was a basket of fresh rolls and some of Jay’s favourite appetizers.
“It appears you knew we were coming,” Judy said in surprise.
Will didn’t respond to her remark, but grinned instead. Before he left to attend to business, Judy gave him a hug and thanked him. When she sat down, she noticed Jay munching non-stop.
“Hey! Leave some for your Dad and me,” she joked.
Jay glanced briefly at her as he continued to gorge himself.
“I think you should slow down,” his father warned. “You’ll spoil your dinner.”
“But I’m hungry,” he cried.
“Did you eat all your lunch today?” Judy asked.
A guilty look came over his face. “Sort of.”
“What did you eat?” Ren asked.
“Half a sandwich and an apple,” he said in-between bites.
“That’s it!” Judy exclaimed. “What about the other stuff I packed in your lunch bag?”
“I brought it home,” he said casually.
“Son,” Ren said in a serious tone. “Why didn’t you eat all your food?”
“I only get fifteen minutes to eat.”
“That’s it?” he asked surprised.
Jay shook his head. “Yup, and after that I have to play soccer.”
“You should eat first then play afterwards,” Judy said.
“I was late for lunch so I ate what I could, then went to meet my friends before the game started. I’m one of their best players so they need me there.”
Ren tried to hide the smile that formed on his lips. Judy was also amused, however, she was
concerned.
“I wonder why the school gives the children so little time for lunch?”
“The teachers have to eat too,” Jay remarked.
“You should start eating a snack at each recess. Then you won’t feel so hungry after school,” Judy
advised.
Jay shook his head. “I can’t, because I’m playing.”
Judy was starting to get exasperated with this conversation. Everything revolved around these bloody soccer games. Ren noticed his wife’s agitation and decided to take over.
“I used to play soccer when I was your age,” Ren announced
“You did?” Jay asked in excitement.
“Yup,” he replied.
“Did you play with your friends?”
“All the time.”
Ren recounted tales of his soccer days telling him about the city league he used to play in. Jay
beamed at the prospect of doing the same thing.
“Do you think I could do that?” he asked his dad.
“Sure,” he replied adding. “There may be times when you have to come right home after school to get
ready for a practice, or a game, which means you can’t play with your friends.”
“That’s ok.”
“It also means there would be no time to eat.”
“So.”
“Since you come home hungry, that may be a problem,” Ren pointed out. “You would have to make sure you ate all your food at lunch or your recesses.”
“I could do that,” Jay agreed.
“You should be doing that now,” Ren advised. “Food gives you energy, which is what you need to play.”
Ren could tell Jay was contemplating what he said so he figured this was the best time to plant yet another seed.
“Besides,” Ren gave his son a conspiratorial look. “The more you eat the more energy you get. The more energy you get the better you play.”
Jay looked insulted. “I told you, I already am a good player.”
“I know,” Ren acknowledged. “Still it doesn’t hurt to have an edge.”
Judy smiled to herself, pleased by Ren’s tactful way of handling the situation. Just then Matty, their waitress, approached the table. A smile radiated from her face when she saw them.
“Well if it isn’t the Storm family!” she exclaimed.
“Hi Matty how are you?” Judy asked.
Her once cheery expression turned sullen.
“We’re short staffed tonight, so I’m running my butt off. My feet are sore, my back aches, but other
than that I’m just fine.”
Ren smiled to himself. Matty was a very dramatic person so when any little thing happened it
became a big deal
“Could you use my hel…”Judy said.
Ren knew what she was going to say and cut her off.
“What is Will doing about it?” Judy glared at him for the interruption.
“He called some staff in,” she replied.
“Good. Then someone will be here to help you,” Ren remarked.
She rolled her eyes. “With my luck they’ll probably come when the dinner rush is over.”
Always the victim he mused. “Don’t worry Matty. I’m sure someone will be here soon.”
Matty took their orders then quickly left to go serve another table. Judy was fuming over his rudeness.
“Why did you do that?” she asked.