Birthright

Chapter 10

Chapter 10

     I woke up to the sounds of chaos, everyone running around in the backyard. And there was Josh in my head, saying good morning and asking me if I wanted to go out for breakfast. I reminded him that I would have to ask since I can't do anything alone. It wasn't going to be easy to pin down Mom or Dad since they seemed to be preoccupied with what I could only describe as organized madness.

       I could hear Mom rustling around in the kitchen. "Can I go to breakfast with a friend?" I asked my mom as she whizzed by carrying a bag of something.

       "Sure, have fun," Mom said. Well, that was easy. Maybe I should have asked for a car. I felt that lump in my stomach telling me that this was wrong. Why is it that I always listen to the good angel and not the bad one? Then I heard Grandfather singing in my head. He was actually singing. He seemed really happy. "Grandfather," I said. I could tell I made him jump.

       "Elizabeth, can you say something to me before you start listening?" Grandfather responded.

       "I know. Annoying, isn't it?" I inquired sarcastically.

       "What can I do for my girl?" Grandfather said.

       "Josh asked me to breakfast, and Mom said okay, but I don't have a family member to go with me."

       "I see your problem. I'm making blueberry pancakes. Just come on over. Josh is already here." He then told me I had ten minutes to get there, or Josh would eat everything. I love Grandfather's pancakes; they are so yummy. I was heading out the door, and I almost made it when Dad stopped me and asked, "Where do you think you're going?"

       "Grandfather's House of Pancakes. Mom said it was okay," I said.

       "I'll drive you," Dad said. Doesn't he trust me to go to Grandfather's house?

       "I can drive myself, Dad," I said.

       "Well, I can use a break, and your grandfather's pancakes are great," Dad finished.

       Normally, I would say he didn't trust me, but Grandfather's pancakes are legendary. I didn't blame him one bit. Dad grabbed the keys, and we were off. Grandfather's house is only four blocks away, but when pancakes are involved, it's a long four blocks.

       "Josh going to be there?" Dad asked.

       "Yes," I replied with a little smile on my face.

       "How about after breakfast, Josh and you take a little walk?" Dad suggested.

       "You mean alone?" I asked, biting my lower lip. "Just the two of us?"

       "It should be okay. As long as you stay close-you know, within eyesight," he said.