safe and sound and just as perfect as I am today, but my mom never regained consciousness so she couldn’t fill out my birth certificate and name my dad as my father… It’s a damned good thing Katy’s dad was there and saw the whole thing comin’. He immediately had my dad take a paternity test proving he’s my biological father and he drew up more papers to make sure my dad wouldn’t get hassled about sole custody. Then my mom had a stroke a few days later and died. And that’s pretty much it.” He finished his tale by taking a bite of cheesecake and chasing it with Pirate Punch.
The guys brought all the fixings for that and we’re drinking it out of Gatorade bottles—no one would ever know unless they actually drank it or got close enough to smell it. So, camouflaged alcohol: ✓
Even putting aside that whole scene with Pete, not to mention the tidbit Brandon shared and the whole thing with Melissa last night, I honestly don’t know what to say. I’d no idea there was so much to Jeff and his origins. It’s weird, you know? I mean, I come from two parents who love each other, got married and planned having me and my sister, and I guess I never took into consideration that that’s not how it always happens for everyone else. I suppose you could say that’s a naïve perspective, but I honestly just never thought about it. And now that I am, I remember my parents talking once about a girl who was a few years ahead of them in school and she was like seven months pregnant or something when she graduated. It really makes me wonder what the rest of my friends’ birth stories are. I’m not going to ask , though. I mean come on, that would be the epitome of tacky , don’t you think? Not to mention the tension in the air at the moment.
“You know, all that got me thinking…do you think whoever your dad was talking to that night on the phone might be someone he met and fell in love with while he was playing baseball?” Oh! I forgot about that whole phone/lips of an angel thing! Good question, Kate!
“Yeah, maybe. It could explain why he never said anything about her… He really doesn’t like to talk about those days.”
Melissa, thankfully, then changed the subject when Pete let out a semi-disgruntled “Humph” and finally began turning the pages of the catalog while she and Jillian scanned them as he did so.
“Do you actually buy this stuff?”
Jillian considered Melissa for a thoughtful moment before responding. I’m guessing she’s trying to decide if Melissa is worthy. “I have a little bit.”
“It’s kind of expensive…” Pete opined.
“That’s why I only have a little bit, but that’s okay...the wannabe Betty Crocker over there is helping me save up for these,” she said, tapping a couple of items in the catalog while shooting Tristan a wholly smug look that I took to say, “Your piggy-bank’s mine.”
He was on his feet in a flash and snatched the catalog out from under Pete’s hand.
“Lemme see this… Shit… I knew it. That video will only get you the GPS tracker , and only if I get all the copies and watch you with my own eyes delete the one I know you’ve got hidden on your hard drive. You’re truly fuckin’ crazy if you think I’m buying you the audio surveillance setup.”
“True, but Little Sister is patient and she’s always watching.”
With her response, the tension in the tent evaporated and everyone started snickering , and in Jeff’s case, flat out laughing at Tristan.
Tristan tossed the magazine down in front of Jillian and upon hauling me to my feet; he gave me a resigned look and said, “She’s evil incarnate you know.” Then he dragged me off to the bus for an inning or four of America’s Teenagers’ Favorite Pastime with more patience than I was honestly expecting.
5.
Enigmas, Omnipotence, And, The Reaper
Seven a.m. on day two and now he’s more annoying—if that’s even possible. Dang…it sure is, because now he’s a gall-darned
The guys brought all the fixings for that and we’re drinking it out of Gatorade bottles—no one would ever know unless they actually drank it or got close enough to smell it. So, camouflaged alcohol: ✓
Even putting aside that whole scene with Pete, not to mention the tidbit Brandon shared and the whole thing with Melissa last night, I honestly don’t know what to say. I’d no idea there was so much to Jeff and his origins. It’s weird, you know? I mean, I come from two parents who love each other, got married and planned having me and my sister, and I guess I never took into consideration that that’s not how it always happens for everyone else. I suppose you could say that’s a naïve perspective, but I honestly just never thought about it. And now that I am, I remember my parents talking once about a girl who was a few years ahead of them in school and she was like seven months pregnant or something when she graduated. It really makes me wonder what the rest of my friends’ birth stories are. I’m not going to ask , though. I mean come on, that would be the epitome of tacky , don’t you think? Not to mention the tension in the air at the moment.
“You know, all that got me thinking…do you think whoever your dad was talking to that night on the phone might be someone he met and fell in love with while he was playing baseball?” Oh! I forgot about that whole phone/lips of an angel thing! Good question, Kate!
“Yeah, maybe. It could explain why he never said anything about her… He really doesn’t like to talk about those days.”
Melissa, thankfully, then changed the subject when Pete let out a semi-disgruntled “Humph” and finally began turning the pages of the catalog while she and Jillian scanned them as he did so.
“Do you actually buy this stuff?”
Jillian considered Melissa for a thoughtful moment before responding. I’m guessing she’s trying to decide if Melissa is worthy. “I have a little bit.”
“It’s kind of expensive…” Pete opined.
“That’s why I only have a little bit, but that’s okay...the wannabe Betty Crocker over there is helping me save up for these,” she said, tapping a couple of items in the catalog while shooting Tristan a wholly smug look that I took to say, “Your piggy-bank’s mine.”
He was on his feet in a flash and snatched the catalog out from under Pete’s hand.
“Lemme see this… Shit… I knew it. That video will only get you the GPS tracker , and only if I get all the copies and watch you with my own eyes delete the one I know you’ve got hidden on your hard drive. You’re truly fuckin’ crazy if you think I’m buying you the audio surveillance setup.”
“True, but Little Sister is patient and she’s always watching.”
With her response, the tension in the tent evaporated and everyone started snickering , and in Jeff’s case, flat out laughing at Tristan.
Tristan tossed the magazine down in front of Jillian and upon hauling me to my feet; he gave me a resigned look and said, “She’s evil incarnate you know.” Then he dragged me off to the bus for an inning or four of America’s Teenagers’ Favorite Pastime with more patience than I was honestly expecting.
5.
Enigmas, Omnipotence, And, The Reaper
Seven a.m. on day two and now he’s more annoying—if that’s even possible. Dang…it sure is, because now he’s a gall-darned
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