Catrina
Catrina’s face was a mask of tranquility, her hands drifting in the graceful motions of sign language. Ben translated, his voice and posture soothing as he watched her while she watched them.
“I realize this is an ill-timed moment to introduce myself, but it is clear that once the topic at hand takes hold” she glanced pointedly at Greg, giving the situation the benefit of the doubt just in case, “the moment may be irretrievable.”
She paused, her face downcast as she considered how to proceed. Ben took the time to take a glance around himself, but at her sigh his attention refocused and they continued.
“I’m afraid there’s no easy way to say this. Your former classmate Matsu Sato… Matt, died 13 months ago of a massive… Trina, I don’t know that… heart condition. Though he lost contact with you all I know that you were in his thoughts and he loved each of you. I am sorry to have to bring such negative news to this otherwise… positive occasion. If you have any questions please feel free to ask, otherwise I will leave you to discuss other matters and hope that I have the opportunity to meet you all at a later time. I have note cards…” She paused again and looked down, slightly sad now, pulling a stack of cards from inside the yearbook, “I have cards with contact information including my cell number. If I could leave them with you to pass out Elliot,” She locked eyes with him, trying to discern whether this was a wise choice, “You’re all welcome to contact me any time. I will be in town for the next week should you wish to talk face to face.”
She bit her lip and before anyone had a chance to speak further she walked over and extended the cards to him, expending a heavy breath as she did so.
Catrina’s face was a mask of tranquility, her hands drifting in the graceful motions of sign language. Ben translated, his voice and posture soothing as he watched her while she watched them.
“I realize this is an ill-timed moment to introduce myself, but it is clear that once the topic at hand takes hold” she glanced pointedly at Greg, giving the situation the benefit of the doubt just in case, “the moment may be irretrievable.”
She paused, her face downcast as she considered how to proceed. Ben took the time to take a glance around himself, but at her sigh his attention refocused and they continued.
“I’m afraid there’s no easy way to say this. Your former classmate Matsu Sato… Matt, died 13 months ago of a massive… Trina, I don’t know that… heart condition. Though he lost contact with you all I know that you were in his thoughts and he loved each of you. I am sorry to have to bring such negative news to this otherwise… positive occasion. If you have any questions please feel free to ask, otherwise I will leave you to discuss other matters and hope that I have the opportunity to meet you all at a later time. I have note cards…” She paused again and looked down, slightly sad now, pulling a stack of cards from inside the yearbook, “I have cards with contact information including my cell number. If I could leave them with you to pass out Elliot,” She locked eyes with him, trying to discern whether this was a wise choice, “You’re all welcome to contact me any time. I will be in town for the next week should you wish to talk face to face.”
She bit her lip and before anyone had a chance to speak further she walked over and extended the cards to him, expending a heavy breath as she did so.
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