The sun found its way between May's curtains and the rays tickled her nose. The older woman opens her eyes with difficulty. "Oh no, did I fall asleep in the armchair again? That's not possible. ... Ah, now I'm totally tense!", She mumbled in a bad mood to the area.
She got up a little slower than usual and headed for the kitchen when she saw Kane approaching her small luxury caravan through the crack in her curtains. "Oh no, not that! Not so early in the morning. Please, God, don't do this to me! Let him trip and break his leg or something ... Damn! Kate would hate me for my thoughts, even though I don't understand." The guy is a real puke ... Argh, he's already there! What should I do? ", May expressed her thoughts in a somewhat firmer voice. Then there was a knock.
"May, open up! Come on, old woman, do what I tell you!", Kane yelled, in a bad mood as always, through the front door."With your manners, I'll think twice about it, you Spasti!" Came the angry reply.
Kane's head was so blood red that you might think he was about to explode, which, to May's regret, he didn't. She sighed one last time and then opened the door to the person she hated most in the world.
Kane's face had almost returned to its normal color when the door finally opened in front of him. "Well, go, you swamp witch! Where the hell is that little dwarf who calls himself Kate? She's with you, isn't she?" He asked with a mocking grin. Without asking, he pushed the door open and entered the trailer. He let his gaze slide from the bed, which was on the far left, to the middle. There the small "living room" was furnished with a couch and a comfortable wing chair. The little table in between - May loved it - was an heirloom. It was piled with books that Kate had brought back on her last visit.Even after Kane had treated her so inferiorly, May smiled at the thought of Kate's beaming face when she learned that these were books for her.
Apparently Kane had finished his search for the "brat", as he used to call Kate, because his voice was cutting when he asked, "Well, where is she? Tell me, or else ..."
"Otherwise what?", May's voice, trembling with anger, interrupted him, "What do you want to do then? ... Well, you see, you little whimper don't have enough guts to harm an old woman. So your mother can with yours Upbringing didn't fail completely. To your question: I don't know where my granddaughter is, but even if I did, I would certainly not tell you! "
Kane suddenly took off and was ready to strike, but when he saw May's eyes flashing with hatred, he stopped. He wasn't afraid, no. But a strange feeling spread through him. Was it hate? No, he knew that feeling, he only had to think of the brat.Was it a surprise? Yes, it could well be. There weren't many people who resisted him like that. Just that old woman and the brat. But it wasn't just surprise either. Could it …? Was it possible …? No! He was sure to be wrong. He never felt any respect for the old woman! That would be even nicer.
Without another word he turned around and almost ran back the way to the huge tent, where night after night his world famous performances took place.
Surprised by Kane's behavior, May stood in the doorway and looked after him. She was so absorbed in her thoughts that she did not see anyone sneaking up on her. The door was still open and May was just too stunned to move.
Suddenly a face appeared in front of her! With the words: "Boo, ... well, why are you so surprised, Grandmother?", Kate ended May's stiffness. Blinking, her gaze broke away from the path to the tent. Once again, her granddaughter had shown her special ability.Kate was able to feel and interpret people's feelings before they even really knew what was going on in them.
"How do you know that I'm surprised?" She asked, but without expecting an answer. Whenever May tried to talk to her granddaughter about her special ability, she avoided it. Kate didn't like talking about herself. She didn't want to talk about feelings, be it her own or those of her friends. Kate could feel the emotions in everyone, everyone except Nick.
Kate had come to her once when she was just seven years old and wanted to know why she couldn't feel what Nick was feeling. She said she wasn't even able to guess what he might be feeling. Over time, however, the feelings of the others became so overwhelming that Kate even welcomed it when there was at least one person she could talk to without being overwhelmed by his emotions.As expected, she simply ignored May's question and went on chatting cheerfully: "Grandma, do you already have the new books?"
With a grin, the grandmother replied: "But child, have you already read through the two tome I gave you yesterday?"
Blushing, Kate looked at the floor. Yes, she had already read the books, but what should she do? She loved books more than anything. With it she could escape into another world, to where she didn't have to pretend, to where ...
"Kate? ... Kate? Little one, what's the matter? You don't look good. Have you eaten anything today?", May's worried voice interrupted her thoughts.
"What? Uh, yes, ... yes I have. ... Grandma, will you let me know when the new books arrive? I have to continue practicing now," Kate replied almost emotionless.
She was already halfway out the door when May called her back: "Little one, Kane was just here. He was looking for you and he seemed to be quite angry too""When is that idiot not mad?" Kate muttered to herself. She was already on her way back to Nick and the others, so she didn't hear what May said: "Take care of yourself, Kate. You are very special. Don't let yourself get down when I'm no longer there"

Incident with consequences

Kate kept walking down the path that led her closer and closer to Kane's huge, flashy trailer. She knew that she had to go to Kane first and then go back to her friends. Otherwise he would have looked for her and beaten her up in front of the assembled crew, which Kate found extremely embarrassing.
Suddenly she stopped and mumbled to herself: "Oh no, now I haven't told her anything about my new record! But when Grandma tries to talk to me about feelings, it's no wonder. ... Feelings, yes, For her, feeling is a specialty. Why actually? ... Well, I don't really care. "And then she was moving again.Only a few more steps and Kane should see Kate coming, if he was in his car. Normally he always ran towards her with an angry face and took the first blow. But today it was to turn out a little differently.
Even before she saw him, she could hear her uncle. He was furious and seemed to be arguing with someone. Without being noticed, Kate crept closer to the trailer and peered through the window. What she saw should give her a few more restless nights: Kane was alone. Nobody was with him. Not one to argue with. Nor did he make phone calls. He just trudged back and forth and screamed around. Kate had never seen him like this! What could have happened to upset him like that?
When another outburst of anger followed, Kate tried to understand something: "That old woman! What is she thinking? Talking to me like that! And then about the past!About my mother! How dare she ?! What am i doing? Disappear! What will she think now? Old witch, I was wrong! I never have any respect for you! Pah, ... next time I… "Kate had heard enough. She knew that Kane was with her grandmother, but she couldn't imagine talking to him about his mother. What surprised Kate most was, that her uncle said he respected May! She had to tell her grandmother that! She wouldn’t laugh anymore! Just thinking about it made Kate giggle - which turned out to be a serious mistake!
The door jumped open and her uncle shot out through the door with a blood-red face. Confused, he looked around - and saw Kate.
"You, ... you, ... how dare YOU ?! Well, wait, you little rat, I'll show you something in a moment, and your stupid giggles will go away! And should I catch you even once, like you, someone from tell what you've heard and you'll never have the chance to laugh again!"With that, Kane reached out and hit the girl in the face with all his might. She was so surprised that she lost her balance and fell back on the floor. Her attacker took advantage of this by kicking her in the ribs with full force You could hear it crunching and cracking, but that didn't stop Kane in the slightest - on the contrary, now that he heard that his attacks were bearing fruit, he was really getting going.
The 35-year-old crouched on Kate's arms and began brutally slapping her face. Always right and left, and he cursed her down to the last detail. If Kate hadn't been so taken by surprise, she would have done what she always did in such a situation: she dreamed. She would dream of being far, far away, to another place where there was no violence. Where the sun shines, the birds chirp and the air is filled with laughter. Usually she felt almost no pain at these thoughts - but today she could not dream away.She was aware of all the insults Kane threw at her head, and she felt every blow she took.
She didn't know why her uncle had such a grudge against her. From the very first day she came to him, he was very dismissive of her. Actually, she didn't care. He should do what he wanted with her as long as he didn't hurt her friends and May. That ... she wouldn't survive.

"Hey, Nick, come on! Tell us the truth!" The boy sighed again. Dave and the others had been pestering him with questions for over half an hour. They wanted to know what he and Kate were doing alone so early in the morning (Dave emphasized this word over and over again). Nick kept asserting that he had stopped her time running and then came right back. But his friend waved him off - the others didn't seem to believe him either.
"Come on boy, we all know you have a crush on the girl!I mean, I can understand how it looks! Every guy likes slim legs, nice curves, beautiful big eyes and