Call Your Girlfriend

Part 41: In Which Max and Helen Discuss Their Son

My brain is rattled after that one. How in the Hell does my son remember his mother talking about orgasms!? Better yet why can he say organisms better that most other words? I'll be honest, at first, it threw me. I didn't know what he meant until he put it into context. My son is so smart and has a perfect memory- but no one is safe to speak when he could possibly listen because he will remember and decode all that shit.

It was my day to leave work a little earlier with the kids and get dinner ready. Every other day Helen and I switch- just so neither of us two long days in a row. It works out nice. One gets up earlier- the other stays late. Very rarely do we ever leave the house at the same time or go home together.

"Daddy, can help with dinner?" Luna asks. She's my listless helper at home. She loves to cook and clean- do laundry. She is by far the best child to go to to ask for "domestic" help. Not that the other two won't help- it's just Luna knows how certain things go without having to be reminded or getting distracted very often.

"Sure, Baby. We're making Chicken Alfredo tonight. Can you find me broccoli out of the fridge. Mama loves her fresh broccoli." She heads over to the fridge and opens it up, she grabs her stool- stands on it and finds the broccoli on the second shelf. "How was the E.D today?"

"Stetter and I made paper dolls for the kids who came in for help."

"Well that was very nice of you."

"Low decided that she and Uncle Casey were going to clean the storage room by Aunt Lauren's office." I'm not surprised. Elowyn is just like Helen I'm nearly every way. Sassy, fiery, posh, very lady like- loves shopping- but has OCD and is a clean freak. If her eyes were very dark brown- she would honestly look like Helen.

"Well, I'm not surprised. Kept her busy though."

"Yeah, for a whole long time." Luna states. She brings over the broccoli after shutting the door. She sets it on the counter and climbs up on a barstool. "Daddy I think I saw Mom in a dream yesterday."

"Yeah? Did she look pretty." Luna says that she sees Georgia every once in a while in her dreams. She loves looking at photos of her- even though she'll never remember her.

"Yeah! Her blonde hair was down to her shoulders and her eyes were like glitter under a rainbow!"

"Well that is very beautiful. Did she tell you a story?"

"Yep! She told me about you asking her to marry you in China, New York!" What? How the Hell does she know that? I never told her about proposing to Georgia over in Chinatown. "She said the violin player was pretty."

"Luna, what else has your mom told you in dreams?"

"That she misses you! She said she's happy you and Mama are together. She always knew you two would. Mom said that Mama is the best person for you." Could this all be true. "Haha, she told me about how you and Mama would argue at appointments and she would have to take Mama's side, even though she felt she should be on your side."

"Wow...how often does Mom come and see you in your dreams?"

"Every once in a while. She shows me you and her when she wasn't in Heaven." Georgia is really coming to Luna. How miraculous, but also kind of eerie. It's nice she gets to see her though. "Did you know Mom's favorite color was sky blue? She has this pretty sky blue shawl that's very pretty."

"I'm home!" Helen calls out and Luna jumps from the stool and runs with the other kids to give Helen hugs. "Oh what a great hug. Thank you, babies! Come on."

Helen strides into the kitchen, sets her purse on the bureau in the dining room and comes over to give me a kiss.

"Hi." She kisses me and looks into my eyes. "Everything okay?"