The MakeUp Artist Internship

It Comes In Threes

Jeff's memorial graveside was on a simple,l sunny day and my mom was there for him. He quietly told Jeff he found the one he so wanted. "She was under my nose and with me for many years," he said. It was on a quiet February day. I guess Mom and Johnny talked at length and they were going to get married in the courthouse when they arrived home. They were leaving on Valentine's Day. However, it could not wait. Mom texted me one morning, "So I went to Italy and did a thing." I thought maybe something with skincare or something but she showed me a wedding certificate.

"You're married?!"

"Yes. Johnny said, 'it's almost thirty years later, but I want to make this right.'"

"Oh, mom," I text and sob. I have been so emotional lately.

"We did this in private. It will come out soon Just be careful. Is Charisse locked up."

"Yes, and according to our lawyer, she is going to be away for a while."

I texted Johnny a congratulations. He texted back, "I should have done this to your mother YEARS ago. So, how are you love."

"Peter and I went to dinner last night. It's not bad but I feel a bit puky. I ate too much."

"Could you be?"

"I don't know. I don't get pregnant off of the bat."

"Ahem! Took your mom one month. Go get a test."

He was right. I needed to get a test. I was a week late.

"Jade, why are you crying?" Peter asked when I walked in the sunroom.

"My mom got married."

"Awww... You can tell they love each other," he told me.

"Also, Peter, I'm late."

"Oh. Maybe it's fate."

"My boobs hurt and I am so tired."

"I have never gotten anyone pregnant. If you don't get your period by next week, we'll get a test."

"Okay."

"If you are, this will be exciting. I always wanted a child, but the women I dated or was set up with were career women. This will be exciting for me." He kissed my head.

The next day I went to the house to get a few things. Scott was there. He had a HUGE smile on his face.

"Scott, guess what?"

"I give, but guess what for me?"

"I give."

"Lauren and I are over."

"I am so happy for you."

"I am ecstatic. I am going ot be single for a long, long time."

"I am sure. Well, my mom got hitched."

"Really? To Johnny Depp?"

"They went over to Italy for a week and did the deed."

"Wow! That's great."

"I also have some bad news."

""And?"

"I am moving out. Peter is wanting me to move out and be with him."

"Really?"

"And I might be, you know?"

"Married?"

"No. Pregnant."

"Wow! My little sis is pregnant."

"Little sis."

"I always thought of you as my little sis."

"Really?"

I was happy for him. I guess he saw me as a little sister and in the grand scheme of things, that was what we were going to be. He told me I had til the end of the month and he asked where I found a home. I said, "Well, of all places my mom's neighborhood on El Camino Real Lane." He said, "Not the stuffy 07?" He smiled and winked. "I think after what happened, he wants a fresh start. Also, he is teaching writing courses at the big university. He said, "I think I need a fresh start from that side of town and I think I may become a dad." We close soon.

Then Peter showed me a magazine, "As Hearts Break Around The World, Johnny Depp Marries". Mother looked beautiful. I smiled. He looked at me and said, "So, how late are you?" I said a few weeks. He smiled. "Well, Charisse is getting what she wanted, you're pregnant, but she will never see it. I think we need to man up and get a test. I smiled. Let's go to the store.

The store near my mom's was an old Kroger store. It was the same when my mom was a kid. We got in my Altima. He was looking at a Mercedes'. He drove. It was super bowl Sunday, so everyone was buying up their supplies. "This is gonna take some getting used to for sure. I am used to rich kids and a small campus," he said. "I have to get used to being a father as well. I think I will do okay." We go down the feminine aisle and I get a test. We pay for it and drive home. He and I read the instructions in the bathroom and Peter waited with me. I had trouble peeing. I joked that this was Murphy's law. However, that plus that showed up instantly was all the proof I needed. I was indeed pregnant. Peter hugged me and said he was very happy and glad to be involved with the pregnancy.

I texted my mom, "Congratulations, Grandma."

"What?"

"I'm pregnant."

"Good Lord, but with Peter?"

"Yes."

I

I texted Johnny, "Congratulations, Grandpa."

Johnny texted back, "I knew."

In the end, all things happen in threes. Had my mom not gone for the Makeup Artist Internship, I would have not met the love of my life, who I eventually married. I would not have a daughter who is beautiful, kind and smart. I cannot believe a simple makeup artist internship caused all of this....