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Tag screamed "Well...that was scary". Raj nodded . Mom came upstairs and forced open the door .
"Mom!" yelled Raj . "Shit's scary as it is . You didn't have to add to it!" Tag was in disagreement . Why? Cause Mom had my baseball bat...incase I declined again . "I'm not hungry! Stop worrying about me!".
"Oh...I'll stop worrying about you alright . You get your rear downstairs now! You breakfast's turned stale for all I know . You can play at Tag's house . God! Kids these days...." She shot a look at me .
I skedaddled my way down , grabbed my toast and trodded to Tag's place . Tag's house was the one opposite to ours...all blue , with windows like a babbling brook - clarity wise minus the noise. I always envied his parents . I've never heard or see them fight...and basically were really happy with each other . Solace in each others' company . Their family's so cute . Typical...but still cute . Walking across the street...his mom saw us and waved , saying "Come up kids...I'll get some snacks for you guys!" . Tag's dad was so cool . I cannot contain my happiness when I'm around him . No wonder Mrs Hudson married him . When I got there...there he was . Standing by the bedroom door . Trying on his new suit , with Mrs Hudson getting his briefcase . He kissed her on her head and said "I'd be working overtime today . I'll be coming in late . Have your dinner and go to bed early . Don't wait up for me honey!"
"But you been working late for about a week now.....what's happening? Is it your new boss?"
"No-nno....it's just that I've been assigned a new project . Got me held down....that's all"
They saw me standing in the hallway just when Tag tugged my shoulder and pulled me back.
Mr.Hudson called out "Tag! Come here son! Right now!" . Tag looked at me and shrugged . He went in after telling me to stay in the living room . After five minutes or so.....he came out hiding something - Like literally . "Dude..I'm sorry - I didn't mean..." when he slapped me and said "Douche-face...it's tickets . Tickets to the Mavs game for today! Up top!" . Mr.Hudson came out saying "Hey! I got you guys tickets...cause I won't be here a lot . So yeah! Raj.....take my place" with a wink . And I felt hoodwinked...cause it didn't seem all real . Like how many dads get tickets for their kids as a way to make up for their absence? My dad left me when I was four and never dropped by again . My mom was my dad .
Anyway...we got the house to ourselves when they left for work .That's when Tag took me to his room and showed me this joint he had . He started smoking? He persuaded me to try it...but I didn't want no smoke . There he lay....smoking puffs , talking about his dad not keeping up with commitments and stuff like that . I mean.....it's not like he gets a lot of free time when he has a lucrative job . He should be lucky he's got a dad..if anything . I couldn't put up with all that smoke...so I had to leave the room . I was a little hungry and I remembered Mrs.Hudson talking about the meatloaf she'd made . That's when it happened . The answering machine beeped and went "Rachel here . Mr.Hudson....I want to thank you for last night ! And I know you told me to call your phone...but I don't seem to remember the number . I still had your telephone number...from your card . I can't wait to go out again! And yeah....don't forget - Silvia's Brewery - 6pm - Saturday - Just as we planned . Bye! *chuckles"
What in the world was that? Was the man I esteemed so much such a faithless person?
