Chapter Fourteen

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June 6, 2005

Jackie

Thud!

The sound of something falling? pulls me out of dreamland. I stretch my arms up and yawn.

For some strange reason, this is the sound that wakes Nathanael up, not all the racket Mom or Dad is making downstairs.

Because the room is dark, I can only make out his body shape through his crib.

"Mommy?" He says, though it kinda sounds like a whisper, sitting up and puts his tiny little thumb in his mouth.

"No Nathan," I get up from my bed and walk to a few steps to his little cage. "It's Jackie." Crabbing his hand gently, and pulling his thumb out of his mouth.

"Food!" He squeals when the thumb is free.

"Shhh! We don't want to wake Mom or Dad up!" I whisper-yell at him.

"Food," Nathanael repeats himself, but quieter this time.

"Ok. I'll go get you a cookie, but be quiet."

I know Mom is downstairs, why else would there be so much noise?, so I don't bother stopping at her room on my way downstairs.

Looking back now, I wish I'd taken that stop.

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"Hell no, Robert. I went through way more than your lazy butt did: I had to explain what a period is. You want to try that?"

"Sounds way easier than explaining birth...especially to a kid who wanted pictures." He glares at Jace.

"Wel-"

"I'm gonna eat, I hope you guys don't mind." Jaylin butts in.

For the first in the whole twenty-four plus hours I've to know her, I couldn't agree more.

What went from friendly teasing was escalating into what might be a fight.

"You do that." Jace starts. "I want to hear more of this." He nods towards his parents.

They both glare at him, saying at the same time: "You're grounded." And then grinning at each other at how in since they are.

"Whatever." He mutters, giving his attention to the food in front of us.

I join in on this, having no interest in watching Robert and Beatrice display their affection towards each other.

A part of me is disgusted and wonders: are they always like this?

But another part wishes for something like this in the future: I want to grow grey and old with a guy. To have him love me as much as I love him until we take our last breaths.

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