Did You Check with the Captain of the Flying Monkeys?: Part 1

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Elizabeth's POV:

Alan's making breakfast in the kitchen while Jake watches cartoons on the couch as Charlie & I walk in.

Charlie & I: "Hi."

Jake: "Hi, Uncle Charlie & Aunt Lizzie."

Alan: "How was your game?"

Charlie: "The musicians' softball league is a joke. Guys trying to catch stuff that isn't there."

Me: "People throwing up on an easy double play ball."

Alan: "So why do you go?"

Charlie: "There's an open bar, and they let me pitch."

Alan: "Well, I've got to get dressed. I was going to throw this toast out, but it's yours if you want it."

With that, Alan leaves the room.

Charlie: "When did we become the family dogs?"

Regardless, Charlie eats the toast while I pick up a piece of paper off the table.

Me: "Hey, Jake, what's this? A phone message?"

Jake: "Yeah, some lady called for Uncle Charlie."

I hand the note to Charlie.

Charlie: "Who? I can't read your writing."

Charlie hands Jake the note for him to read.

Jake: *reads note* "You're a big, selfish jerk."

Charlie: "Ok, I know who this is. Amy. Probably Amy."

Jake: "Yep, Amy. She wants you to call her back."

Charlie: "Yeah, that'll happen."

Jake: "Why not?"

Me: *rolls eyes* "Because he never said he'd call her back."

Charlie: "Exactly.-*turns off TV*-Remember this, Jake. Never make promises to women you don't intend to keep. And you know how to do that?"

Jake: "Always keep my promises?"

Charlie & I: "No/Yes. Lizzie/Charlie!"

I give Charlie a look, and he relents.

Charlie: "Ok, that might work. A better way is never make promises."

Jake: "What happens if Amy calls again?"

Charlie: "Ok, I'm glad you asked that. When the phone rings at Uncle Charlie & Aunt Lizzie's house, we don't just willy-nilly pick up the receiver and answer it. No. What we do is we check the caller ID. And only pick up if we wanna talk to that person."

Jake: "Like Mom?"

Charlie & I share a look.

Charlie: "That depends."

Me: "Your mom, yes."

Charlie: "Our mom, no."

Jake: "How come you don't wanna talk to your mom?"

Me: "We'll tell you all about that when you're old enough to drink."

Jake: "What if I wanna talk to your mom?"

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