CRAVING FREDDIE

Part 77:I gotta go pee pee!

Heddie

I knew I was going to have to speak with Kashmira soon and I was dreading it. I don't even know if she knows about us, Freddie is so outrageously private. I guess I will let her take the lead. If she mentions anything, well, we will talk, but if she doesn't I certainly won't bring it up.

ring...ring... "Kashmira Cooke"

"Hello, Ms. Cooke, this is Diamond calling about  your birthday party for your Mother on the 16th. When would you like to come in and discuss the details?"

"Great, I'll see you tomorroow," Heddie said.

Well, that went better than expected, of course, I didn't give my name.

"Ms. Devries, there's a delivery you have to sign for."  One of the workman brought in a rather large box and placed it on Heddie's desk. She went about opening it and gasped a little and then chuckled. That Soledad is the best person I have working for me, I must do something for her.

She had sent a duplication of all the photos that were on the Beverly Hills piano and even had them framed. Now all she needed was the piano. She closed her ledger, gathered her things and set about walking through the restaurant one more time with Cameron at  her elbow. Satisfied that everything was as it should be, left the restaurant and decided to surprise Timmy and Marta by going to Hyde Park.

Oh, I must not forget to get a Polaroid for the piano. The restaurant now taking preference of her thinking. She must let everything go, she has other more pressing things to deal with. Timmy's leg, Freddie and of course...

"Mommy, mommy, you came" Timmy cried out interrupting her train of thought.

Watching her son hobble over to her, broke her heart. She obviously was more worried and concerned than he was.  Timmy thought it an adventure, something new and fun whereas Heddie felt horrible for not being a more hands -on mother and letting this happen, though it might have happened even if she were there.

"Mommy, push me on the swing" Timmy cried.

"Coming Munchkin" Heddie said as she walked towards him and squeezed Marta's arm in affection.

It was a beautiful day and her son was looking up at her with wide, trusting and loving eyes. She could smell the flowers in the breath of air wafting by as she pushed Timmy. She sighed, what could be more perfect than this picture of domesticity, well having Freddie permanently in it, that's for one. Freddie a father, the thought of that simply was hysterical, a paradox even.

"Mommy, I have to go to the bathroom" Timmy said.

"Okay, Munchkin, let's go, I've got it Marta." Said Heddie as she lifted Timmy off of the swing.

"Mommy, hurry, I gotta go pee pee." (Bogus famous last words) Heddie looked around furiously, where could she take him. The bushes, there were bushes a little ways off surrounded by trees. He could go there. It was so much easier before potty-trained, when he had to go, he went. Behind the bushes they went and Heddie helped him pull down his pants and he let it go. My God, he is a Mercury clone, she thought, right down to his...uh...well, you know.  Once favored with Freddie's genes, endowment came in many forms. 

"Mommy look, there's a frog, I'm gonna aim at him" said Timmy laughing.

"No Timmy, you musn't do that, a frog is one of God's creatures, don't do that to the frog."

"Okay,Mommy"

He is such a dear, sweet little boy. He's a sponge actually, everything you say or tell him, he stores in his little mind. He'll never do that to a living thing again, he won't even think it.