Elle Jones

Chapter 16: Going to Australia

Riiiing

Riiing

Lowering the music volume, Kristy comes to my aid, as she dashed towards the receiver, swooped up the phone, and answered it.

"Hello?" asked Kristy. "Who is this?"

Peering closer to her, I expected Joseph's angry voice threatening Kristy.

But luckily, it wasn't Joseph; it was one of Olivia and Kristy's friends from the LGBT community.

With a passionate smile on her perfect lips, Kristy greeted her friend with a casual "Hello".

"How are you?" she beamed. "My wife and I are hosting a party for Billy."

She listens attentively to the voice, bobbing every word it says.

"It's fine if you couldn't make it." Kristy went on, pacing calmly around the kitchen. "There is always next time—"

Unexpectedly, Kristy interrupts her sentence when the rosy color drained from Kristy's face.

Her jaw was dropped; her eyes bulged in shock, and her body begins to tremble; even though it was at least seventy-five degrees in here.

"Holy shit!" Kristy cried, slamming the phone back in its receiver.

Alerted, Olivia, Billy, Austin, and I scrambled up to a horror-stricken Kristy to see what was wrong.

"Baby, did something happen?" Olivia shrieked.

Turning to her wife and Billy, she cried, "We need to go to Rainbow Kisses!"

"What?" Billy exclaimed. "How come?" 

Kristy did a sigh. "Remember Tony? Martin's vegan boyfriend?"

Olivia nodded.

"As it turns out, Martin and Tony are having a wedding in the Bahamas, but we have no one to bake the croissants for our annual Pride Pajama Poetry!"

Kristy groaned aloud. "What are we going to do? We have worked our asses on this event for months!"

Sighing, Olivia comes up to her wife, places her comforting arms on Kristy's strong shoulders, and politely tells her to calm down.

"Let go to Rainbow Kisses together," she insisted, "we can sort out the problem, make Pride Pajama Poetry the night we will never forget, and we will be back home sooner as you can say 'peaches'."

Kristy raised her thin eyebrow at Olivia. "Peaches?"

Olivia sighed, "I know, corny right?"

Shaking her head, Kristy kissed Olivia on her cheek.

"No, " she responded sweetly. "I think it sounds very reassuring."

Laughing, Olivia meets Billy's eyes then insisted Kristy that maybe they should come along as well.

Flattered by her invitation, Billy replied, "Sure, I guess I can pitch in."

Even Austin and I were prepared to help the moms out.

"Count me in," I say. 

"Me too," Austin added.

Kristy and Olivia smiled widely at our fiery passion, however, they were concerned about Austin's bedtime and my father's opinions might clash with the upcoming event.

"As much as I love seeing some LGBT spirit in young people,"  Olivia began. "I don't want you kids moving without a good night's rest."

I frowned in disdain. "But Olivia—"