BEING HALSEY

CHAPTER 36

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" And dinner...is served," Dad says grandly as he burst in the dining room, his hands in potholders that holds the pot of the sliced turkey.

"That's a lot of turkey...for the two of us, don't you think?"

He grins, "Well, we'll just be eating it for awhile then, won't we?" he chirps.

I rush back to the kitchen and grab extra bowls and dishes to store some. Dad is already seated and piling food into our plates.

"Hurry before its all cold," he mumbles through a half mouthful of mashed potatoes. I laugh and spoon myself some. We chat idly and focus on our meals.

Dad's phone starts ringing and he immediately jumps up from his seat.

"I'm sorry, I have to take this sweetheart," he says before pressing the button and answering it. I only hear half the conversation as I chew slowly.

" Yes," Pause. "I agree...No...It's no problem," Pause. "Of course, that is no trouble...No, I don't really have any plans, I'll be there in a few minutes, thank you."

He sighs and hangs up. His shoulders slightly slump as he grabs his still half full plate from the table and carries it to the kitchen.

"What was that about?" I ask and sip my glass of water. He doesn't answer and I hear the sound of the scrape of metal on porcelain plate and the whirr of the garbage disposal.

"You didn't have to waste that food," I mutter, taking in another spoonful of stuffing.

He comes back in the room and picks his silver laptop on the desk behind the couch.

"Hello? Dad? What was the phone call about?" I ask a little louder and he looks up.

" Oh...that? Yeah, they need me back at the office to finish some paperwork. I have to hurry down their for the night." He sighs and rubs the back of his neck, probably trying to work out the kinks that always form when he's stressed about work issues.

" Is it going to take long?" My face falls to a frown.

"Yes, I'm afraid so, I won't be back until early tomorrow morning..." He looks uncomfortable for a moment, "I'm really sorry but I really have to go, If there was any way I could get out of it----"

" Go, I'll be fine, you worry too much." I smile faintly and he returns the gesture. He pauses long enough to kiss the top of my head and murmurs another apology before disappearing out the door, leaving me in the dinner room.

I lean back in my seat and cross my arms over my chest. My phone buzzes, it's a text from Tray.

Tray~ Saw your dad leaving. I'm coming over.

Me~ Are you spying on me now?😂

Tray~ Kinda... I'm coming!

Me~ Fine😘

Truth to Tray, I hear him call my name at the front door.

" Break it." I shout and open it before he does something stupid.

" Come here you...." He pulls me to his arms and tickles my stomach.

" Stooooooop...." We collapse on the couch and I wipe my tears with the back of my hand.

My ribs are aching.

" I missed you." I climb on his lap and kiss him.

" I missed you even more." He returns the kiss and I cringe at the taste of his tongue.

" What's that?"

" What?"

" Your tongue...It tastes...."

" It's weed."

" Oh."

" You hate it?"

" No.... It's different."

He chuckles.

" You want to try it?" He asks and shifts my weight.

" Well, maybe. I'll try one."

He dips his fingers in his back pocket and draws one long blunt.

" We should smoke in my room." I tell him and drag him upstairs. We sit on the bed and he lits it with a blue lighter.

I can't believe I'm doing this, I'm nervous.

" You ready?"

He asks and takes a puff.

" Yea,"

I hold the blunt between my two fingers and bring it to my lips. I close my eyes and inhale. I take time to exhale and the smoke chokes me.

I'm coughing.

Tray is laughing. " It's okay, It's your first time, you'll get used to it."

My coughing stops and I open my window.

" I'm never doing that again. My throat is burning."

Tray is still laughing and it's annoying.

" Look at me, It's done this way." He says and takes a long puff. He blows a big smoke cloud.

" Try doing it again." He holds it out for me and I take it. I take another puff, close my eyes and exhale.

" Right.... that's it. Do it again."

Puff. Blow. Puff. Blow. Puff. Blow.

" How do you feel?" He asks and pulls me down beside him.

My head is swaying.

" Weird."

He takes a few more minutes smoking the last part before shoving it away through the open window. He collapses beside me and groans, a happy groan. I lace my fingers in his hair as we stare at each other.

He touches his forehead to mine.

He closes his eyes and whispers, " I wish we could stay like this forever. More nights smoking in each other's arms."

I press my body against his, " I wish that too. I wish we would never break apart, that no matter what happens, we'll always be together. Promise me Tray, promise me that you'll never leave me."

He kisses my hair and my nose.

" I promise."

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