Second chance at life (sequel to An Adventure of a Lifetime)

chapter 2

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All I could do was stare at Andrew like he was crazy. Going after Aaron after all that he’d done to us? I could never imagine that. “We can do that later. For right now, we have to worry about how we’re going to keep you from getting squashed.” I told him.

“I’m afraid that my dog’s gonna think that I’m a rat and try and eat me. Can I come to your house?”

“Good idea. But how are we going to get you past Cole? You know that he has ears like a dog.”

“Hmmm…I’ve got it! I’ll ride to your house in your pocket!” I raised my eyebrows at him. “You sure you want to ride in my pocket?”

“Yes it’s brilliant!” He replied.

“Ok then…” I was a little skeptical about this working, but I slipped him into my pocket, anyways.

“You ok in there?” I asked him, worried.

“Yump…” he said…he sounded like he was chewing something.

“Andrew, what are you eating?” This had better be a good answer.

When he answered I could tell that he was smiling. “A pieche od or um.”

I rolled my eyes. Leave it to Andrew to find my spearmint gum. “The whole piece?!”

“Mahbe…nawnt weawwy.”

I smiled. My tiny boyfriend was eating a tiny piece of bubblegum. How adorable!

“Com’on Andrew, let’s go home.” I told him.

The whole car ride back, I could hear him singing along to the radio from my pocket. It made me laugh at the thought that there was a tiny singing boyfriend in my pocket. It just seemed so surreal. When we finally got home, I tried again to be ninja-silent on the way in.

“How’s Andrew?” Followed by fake kissing sounds.

“Just fine, thanks for asking, Cole! And stop being so awkward.” I scolded him.

I came around the bend into the kitchen to see Cole’s face. He was smirking.

I smirked back and turned around and tried to nonchalantly walk up the stairs. “And where might we be going so fast, little lady?” Cole raised an eyebrow.

I needed Cole to either miraculously have to go away for a while, or leave me alone. I did the only thing I could do while I thought of an excuse. I prayed. I prayed to Mistress Elizabeth. I prayed to Mackenzie. And I prayed to little Jane.

Suddenly the phone rang. Cole picked up the phone. As he listened, his expression turned more and more worried. Finally when he hung up, he just stood there, swaying back and forth. “What happened?” I asked.

“My brother was in a horrible car accident. He might die, so I have to go see him.” This seemed to snap him into action. “He’s at our old house in California. I have to go visit him now. I’ll be back in like a month!” He bustled around, not bothering to pack a suitcase, grabbed his phone, jacket, and car keys and then fled out the front door.

“Well that was convenient…” I muttered. even though I was sure that what happened to his brother was my fault, and I felt horrible. After all that had happened today, I was tired. I trudged up the stairs to my room. “Wait…Where am I gonna sleep?” Andrew asked from my pocket.

Shoot. I hadn’t thought about that. “I dunno.” I told him. “I’ll figure something out.” By the time I had reached my door, I came to a solution. I took an old t-shirt and hung it on the top bedpost by my head like a mini hammock. It was adorable and it fit him perfectly. I slipped him out of my pocket and into the makeshift hammock. I padded down the hall to my bathroom, brushed my teeth and hair and put my pajamas on, then went back to my room.

I snuggled into my covers and turned over so that I could see Andrew out of one eye. As I started to whisper good night, I realized that he was already soundly asleep.