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Fourteen Days

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Two weeks until the big day and everything seemed to be going smoothly. Dakota’s brother Jonathan had gotten into town earlier this afternoon. Dakota, Finn and him had gone out to dinner leaving Adam, Katelyn, and I home. We decided to order pizza and play a game of Scrabble.

“‘za’ is so not a word Adam.” I say, challenging him.

“obviously someone hasn’t looked words up in the scrabble dictionary.” He grabs the dictionary next to him and flips to the Z section. “see?” he points to the word ‘za’. “slang for pizza.”

I narrow my eyes at him, “fine.” The doorbell rings then, notifying us that the pizza was here.

Adam reaches into his back pocket and tosses me his wallet. “here, there should be enough cash in there.”

“sure, I’ll go get the za.” Kate giggles and I get up to answer the door.

“$25.64” the guy says. I open up Adams’ wallet and hand the guy the cash before grabbing the pizza from him. He leaves and I look down at the wallet. There was a picture of Adam and Katelyn when they were younger. Much younger. Katelyn must have been somewhere around five which would have made Adam about fourteen. To my dismay, Katie looked almost exactly like Katelyn did in the picture, but with paler skin.

I walk back into the living room where we were playing the game. “cute picture of you two.” I comment, tossing the wallet back to Adam.

“yeah, well, it’s the only one I could find where we were both smiling.”

“hey! I smiled! You were the one that would always punch me or something.”

“and?” adam questions, “I don’t see the problem with that.”

Katelyn sticks her tongue out at her brother and then sets down her letters. “loser for 15 points.” She says, looking at Adam.

I laugh and write down her score. “you guys are silly.” I say and take my turn.

The night went on like that until Katelyn started yawning and decided to go to bed. Adam and I put the food and game away before making our own way upstairs.

“so, why do you have a picture of you and your sister in your wallet?” I ask, changing into my pajamas.

“I don’t really know. Seemed like the right thing to do when I left Italy I guess.” He was already under the covers.

I crawl in next to him, “that makes sense.”

“I’m sure you have pictures of your family in your wallet.”

“of course I do.” I reach over to my nightstand and grab my wallet from the top drawer. When I open it, a whole flap of pictures comes falling down. Adam laughs. I start at the top, “that’s my mom and dad at their wedding.” I say, “and then that’s them after my brother was born. The next one is of them after I was born.” I pass over all my cousins and down to my grandparents, “that’s my grandma and grandpa before they moved up to Washington. Let’s see…” I scan all of them, “oh, that’s my brother and his wife Jenny on their wedding day. And the last one is of Katie when she was a week old.”

“and everybody you skipped over?”

“cousins, friends, friend’s family and pets.”

“you have a lot of pictures.”

I shrug and put the wallet back, “I guess.” We were silent for a moment, “I’m not really tired, are you?” I ask.

“not at all.”