Different One
Eps. 7 To Lucerne Hospital

Jorell's heart rumbled, also pounding holding a faded green rubber band bearing a name similar to his name.

“Who is Jorell Watson? Do you have any other children named Jorell besides me?” Jorell read the name listed there similar to himself just different last name.

“This is so weird. Really, are there two Jorell guys here? From the Watson and Anderson family?”

Many questions are crammed in Jorell's cerebellum right now. He read the rubber band again, the name of the Hospital was listed there, Lucerne Central Hospital.

From the writing that is still attached there is clearly seen if the rubber band is old, the writing is slightly faded with the yellowed side of the paper, also rubber bands that green color has also faded to light green with yellow in the corner.

“There must be something here that completes this clue.” Jorell re-opened another drawer and took out all of its contents carefully.

But unfortunately after all the contents he took out none of them he found. Jorell just gave up. He tried to open the archives of family birth certificate documents and check once again, his name.

“Jorell Anderson as Darcy Anderson's biological son.” I don't know why he had a thought there was something strange about his last name.

Unfortunately, there is no evidence or evidence that leads to it.

Jorell is now rearranging and rearranging all the documents he has issued, as before or he will be caught by his father and may be beaten all over again.

“I have to get out now.” He returned to the room with the rubber band, then stored it in a place that would not be reached by anyone.

Jorell's mind was not calm after finding the bracelet earlier but his mind was even more chaotic. And that name made him very curious.

“At least I have to find out who the Watson family is.”

In the middle of a quiet night, Jorell pulls his lapton out from behind his study closet.

“Maybe I can find out who the Watson.” family is

Jorell quickly typed in Watson's name, perhaps finding something.

“Gosh! In Switzerland there is no one with the surname Watson. But in this rubber band really written the name, how can this happen?” Jorell jolted his shoulder to the chair for not getting the information he was looking for.

Jorell did not give up, and continued to search for the next hour, but unfortunately his efforts did not bear fruit.

“I'll resume search tomorrow.” Eventually, Jorell reinserted his laptop.

He lay on his bed with a mind wandering without direction.

“Is my relationship with Jorell Watson?” That was all he had thought about.

***

“Jorell, why do you look brooding?” ask Betsy in the dining room.

The four of them had breakfast. Since then, Jorell has not eaten a bite of the plate in front of him. The other half of the plate they ate.

“Jorell, quickly finish your meal!” jolt Darcy, then he realized from his daydream.

“Ah, Yes, Father.” Jorell was not surprised and immediately took a bite of food from his plate.

“Jorell, is there something you think of?” Betsy asked back.

Jorell did not reply and only shook his head in response. Not wanting any questions and not wanting to show his anxiety, Jorell finished his meal immediately.

***

“Mother, Dad, I'm leaving first.” Jorell came out of the dining room and took the bag from his room.

“Ya.” Betsy and Darcy answered simultaneously.

Aroon followed walking behind Jorell.

The distance from their school from home if taken by foot only takes less than 20 minutes.

In class, Jorell returned to daydreaming as usual. He stared blankly out the window as the lesson began and completely ignored the teacher's exposure.

Who is Jorell Watson?

The name continues to annoy him until now. And no longer know where to look.

Should I check it out at Lucerne Central Hospital first? I might be able to find a clue there.

“Jorell, what did you just explain?” The Geography teacher approached Jorell while tapping the marker onto the table.

The teacher already knew Jorell was daydreaming, and wanted to give him a surprise.

Jorell roused from his daydreams hearing the sound of a marker knocking on his desk.

“Miss Laura? Sorry, what did you ask earlier?” Jorell really did not know what the teacher was explaining.

“Tell me again the description of the Dead Sea that I explained earlier.”

Jorell shut up and looked down. He can't answer. He also did not read the material. Blank. There was nothing he could prepare for as the answer.

“Jorell, get you out of class and clear the ball court in an hour!” jolt Miss Laura, while fixing the location of her glasses that came down.

“Good, Miss Laura.”

Jorell walked out of the classroom with many pairs of eyes staring at him with a trivial look. But Jorell doesn't care about that.

He went to the ball field and took the lawn mower that was in the corner of the field.

He started mowing the grass on the ball field.

“Finally done too.” After almost an hour, he finished mowing the grass on the field.

Jorell, who has not finished his sentence, then settles down on the grass field. His mind drifted back through the horizon.

“I have to find information about that name.”

***

After school, Jorell asks Aroon to come home first. He then went to Lucerne Central Hospital.

“Excuse me, I want to ask if this bracelet really comes from this hospital?” Jorell asked the general officer the information section of the hospital while showing the bracelet he was carrying.

“This is indeed a bracelet from this Hospital fifteen years ago.” The Information Officer returned the bracelet after seeing it.

The deg! Fifteen years? It was completely the same as my current age. Is this a coincidence or what?

“Excuse me, may I find out what the name of this baby's parents is?” Jorell.

He handed the green rubber band back to the information officer.

“Can but it may take a long time to find it because it was a long time ago.” The information officer explained.

“Good, I'll wait for him.”

Jorell then sat down in the waiting chair. Patiently he waited.

Bum! Even the time had already passed two hours but the information task had not returned as well. Twenty minutes later the information officer arrived.

“Have you found it?” jorell asked after approaching the general officer.

“Jorell Watson is one of the twin sons of Mr. Carl Watson and Mrs Scarlet Timothy who was born on June 17, 2017, but died in less than 24 hours after birth.” Information officer conveys.

Jorell could not believe what the officer said.