The Trail To Happy

Chapter 6

I was sitting in the car, in pain I might add, mentally and physically, never ever play rugby if you weigh 124 pounds. Everything hurt and I couldn't look at Dr. Grimmsley, I just couldn't. After he swore at me, I don't think I can talk to him again. This is why I was sitting in the back seat. He would occasionaly look at me through the mirror and smile, but I'd make a face, because I usually forget what age I am. We pulled into the driveway and I stormed out of the car. I grabbed the doorknob and pulled, forgot the door was locked. I let him through and he opened the door. As soon as the door opened, I stormed up to my room. I threw myself on the bed and screamed into my pillow, it's a thing I do. It's completely normal. After the yelling match with my pillow, I got Raechel's note out and read it over 5 times.

When you're away from somene you love, it gets impossible to live without them. A knock at the door and I threw myself at it. I really wasn't that mad anymore but I acted it.

"Dr. Grimmsley!" I 'yelled', "I don't want to talk right now! Especially to you!"

"Well," said a feminine voice, " thank God I'm not Dr. Grimmsley,".

Morgan.

I threw open the door and stared right in her eyes. She tackled me to the ground and hugged me and I hugged back. Dr. Grimmsley walked into the room and looked at us. "No snogging you two," he said," or whatever you kids call it these days,".

"Foreplay," Morgan said. Dr. Grimmsley chuckled and walked out. We both got up and sat on the bed. "So," she said happily," where do we begin,". She looked at my head, "how about you start with an explanation of why you shaved your head,". I laughed.

"Ok," I said, "so, Dr. Grimmsley had this idea that I would be able to cope with myself if I didn't look like my dad, so I shaved my head. It actually worked, i don't feel like my dad's a part of me anymore,".

Morgan frowned, "I wish my dad was still a part of me. But that ships sailed,". She sniffled and looked at me again, " that's why I turn to you, because, you remind me so much of my dad,".

"How?"

"Because you're brave like he was. I don't really know, but maybe because you're my god brother and you've always been there for me."

I cuddled against her, which was a little awkward, but she embraced back. A knock on the door and Dr. Grimmsley opened, he looked at me and I glared.

"Excuse me," he said, " but this is my house and I can open any door I want. Morgan, your uncle is here, time for you to go,".

We embraced one last time and she walked out the door with Dr. Grimmsley escorting her down. I got up and walked out with them, my heart fluttering. We got to the door and there was Morgan's uncle Max. He was a relativley tall man with a beard and thick arms. He was about in his late 30's and had salt and pepper hair. The thing recognizeable about him were his eyes,a deep blue, like a calm on the seas after a terrible storm. He looked down at me, he was that tall he had to look down at me.

"Hello," he said. One thing about Morgan's family, her father was an imigrant. He was German and his wife was American, they fell in love in highschool when they were seniors and got married right after they graduated. They waited until she was 25 to have kids, they only ever had one child. Max is the oldest of 5 siblings. The rest moved back to Germany after Morgan's dad and mom died.

"Hello Max," I said, awkwardly because I only met him a couple times," be safe driving home,".

He waved to us and walked out the door and drove off, Dr. Grimmsley closed the door. "You love her, don't you," he said with a wink.

"Yeah," I said, "so,".

"Well, you trust her, don't you,".

"Yes, what does this have to do with anything rel-" I stopped. This had to do with the whole rugby thing today.