I sat in the chair drink my iced coffee waiti,g to hear Jay's truck. The sound of ber truck makes me anxeity kick in, we havent talked face to face in almost a year.
"Hi." She says while walking to the table.
I give a crocked smile, "Hey." I motion for her to sit down, "I orded you a Mint Frap. Told them to bring it when they saw another person at my table."
"So?" She asks, "how have you been?"
I looked her in the eye and said, "Lets not do this. Just tell me what you need to tell me, please. About that man and that kid, but mainly the man."
Jay looked to the floor, "Listen" she started in a quiet voice, "that man is a very bad person. He lets say a man that was put in jail for a reason." Her voice quiets down again, "Izzi, that man was my dad and my older brother."
I look at her for a second, "Why was he put in jail?"
She sighs, "He, they both did something that was not approrate nor legal."
I thought for a second, "Jay that boy was like a senor in high school tops." I say with a bit of confusion.
"Josh is 20 years old, Fred is 35 years old." She says.
"Wait a second is that kid his kid?" I ask.
"Yes. Fred was 15 when he got a girl knocked up with Josh. Josh has pretty much been with his father his entire life other than like a year or two."
I looked, "Damn." I pause and hesitate to ask, "So what did they do that was so bad?"
"Remember how I told you that Im adopted?" I nod my head in a yessing motion. "Do you know the story?" She asked as her eyes shifted to the coffe cup. I nod my head no. She sighs again, "Fred was abusive towards me, him and Josh were best of friends, he let Josh drink and smoke and let him have girls over and even gave him man stuff he needed for the girls." Her eyes teared up, "Izzi they um..." she went off trail for a second, "When Josh ran out of girls he started to do things with me. I never agreed to any,of it especailly because he was my half brother."
"Did Fred do anything?" I asked sounding upset.
"Um,no. Actually he joined in with Josh. He never did anything but he vidoe tapped it and sold the tapes for money for drugs and beer. And well Josh, Josh got to keep doing what he enjoyes and that was doing that." She sighs.
I looked into her teary eyes, "Jaiden! I had no idea. Is that why you ran away from them and pulled me along with you?"
"Yessum." She says as her head rests on the table.
"When'd you get adopted?"
"Age?" She asks.
"Yeah."
It looks as if shes thinking, "8th grade, so,like age 14." She says with a smile.
"And your adoptive parents are rich? Its why you love in theur guest house because thwy can afford to support you out of their house?"
She laughs, "Yes, Izzi."
"How are they rich?"
"Um," she starts out "they own the Johnson's Winery. All those bushes are grape vines, grapes make wine.
And the winery has been pasted down generations of years. The Johnson's werent able to have kids so thwy decided to adopt and they wanted a young but not young kid. All the sudden I became a Johnson." She explained to me.
