Bill krishers book 2a

JUST A DRAFT OF MY BOOK

William Krisher

This story begins with a phone call to me from my niece Jamie Summers, a young single mother with three children (Hunter, Eli and Mathew). Her phone call was a pleasant surprise. I hadn’t heard from her for months. We exchanged greetings and I asked what was up.

She started telling me how things were going in her life. My life is going from one crisis to another with my kids. The oldest one is always picking on the younger ones and the young ones all they want to do is cry, it is driving me crazy. Look I am on my feet all day working trying to keep a roof over our heads and food on the table. When I get home I have to cook supper, clean the house and wash dishes, and argue with the kids to get them to stop fighting and help out a little bit and seems all I hear when I get home is kids fighting, I already get enough of that at work I don’t need it at home too. On top of that my boyfriend (Joe) says he can’t handle all the drama and is moving out, that, plus Dad is sick again and in the hospital.

After finally pausing to catch her breath she went on to tell me some counselor had told her that she will know when she can’t take any more and then she said I have reached that spot!!!. After that she said the same counselor told her what she needed to do then was to enter in to her quite place and get some rest.

Yeah right she said most emphatically with Joe moving out. Dad sick again. With work saying they can’t give me the raise I am past due for because of the freaking economy and the kids always fighting because they are cramped into a two bedroom apartment plus house chores I have to do when I get home. I wanted to get up and punch the counselor right in the face and tell her I don’t

have time to rest and the only quite place I get is if I get up before the kids and sit on the toilet with the door closed.

Of course I did like every other red blooded American man, I heard about a third of what she said.

Sounds good, maybe you need a vacation so that you can get some rest and recharge your batteries I told her.

That’s funny you would say that, she replied. I just told the people at work that and they said that I just had one; they gave me three days off for the 4th of July just last week.

Some three-day vacation, I had to take the kids to four ball games of course at different locations in addition to cutting the grass, planting some flowers, house work and cooking for the 4ths big party. God I am so tired I am at my wits end and I need a help but it looks like the only vacation and rest I’ll get will be in my dreams. I sure could use that knight in shining amour to come and rescue me about right now. I have to get off the phone now Uncle Bill I have to get supper started and do some laundry, before the kids get home from swimming.

We said our goodbyes, I told her I loved her and would be praying for her.

After we hung up, my wife Melody wanted to know what we talked about to which I replied I don’t know it was something about needing a vacation.

After wards I couldn’t help but think about Jamie and how in this world we live in, this same scenario is being played out at an ever increasing pace. Jamie wasn’t always like this but the last

few years had been rough on her. Don’t get me wrong she has always been a talker. I think she started talking when the Doctor spanked her butt in the delivery room, well maybe not quite that soon but sometimes it sure seems like it. I know for a fact the only time she stops now is to catch her breath.

She grew up playing sports and was pretty good at it, (if I do say myself). She went on to marry her High School sweetheart and it looked as though everything was going to turn up good for her and her husband Robert. Soon they stated having kids and moved in to a nice house. Everything was going great Robert just got a promotion at work and they just had their third child (Matthew).

That was until one night, which I will never forget. Melody and I had just set down to watch Da Bears on Monday night Football and the phone rang. When I picked it up all I could hear was someone crying, I tried to find out who it was, but all I could make out was Robert had been in a wreck and on the way to the hospital. I finally found out where and Melody and I jumped in to the truck and raced to the nearest Hospital only to find we were too late. Robert had died on the way there and they couldn’t revive him. Times really were hard on Jamie here she was with three small boys with no job or insurance in order to cover the Medical bills. That was five years ago but in some ways it seems like a life time. She ended up losing the house and we helped her move into the apartment that she was now living.

That has been almost two years ago. Being a single parent isn’t to unusual any more but what happened in Jamie’s life next isn’t so typical. She had no idea that the words she had just spoken that night would change her life forever or how quickly that change would start.

Early the next morning I was awaked by the phone ringing. I wondered out loud who the heck would be calling so early. I hesitated answering it thinking this can’t be good about that time

Melody said answer it already before every one is awake. I started to reminder her our closest neighbor were a mile away but thought better. So I picked up the phone and put it to my ear. Big mistake, for on the other side of the call was some woman that was talking at least a hundred miles an hour and I couldn’t understand a single thing she was saying. After a few moments she slowed down enough for me to ask who this was on the phone. When she told me it was Jamie, then my mind was going a hundred miles an hour and I started to ask the questions what wrong, is your Dad ok, are the kids sick, did you get fired, what is going on. She tried to explain but all I could hear was myself say you haven’t called in six months and now you call two days in arrow this can’t be good there has to be something wrong.

Suddenly my focus returned as I heard my dear sweet niece say Uncle Bill you are such a dork, shut up and listen to me. Something really weird happened to me last night. I had just fallen asleep when ….

She then began to explain what had happened. I had just fallen asleep when I noticed something was wrong. You know how when the electric goes off and everything gets real quiet and it wakes you up. Well that is how it started everything was quiet and in an apartment with three kids and the fan going, that just doesn’t happen. To be honest it startled me so much I wasn’t really sure if I was awake or still sleeping.

Ok; I said so the electric went off and it startled you and you just had to call, rubbing my eyes and looking at the clock on the night stand, for goodness sakes girl it is only 3am.

Uncle Bill quit interrupting me as she continued that was the wrong part the weird part was just starting. I open my eyes and look toward the direction of the fan which was lit up because of the night light in the bathroom and I see that the fan is still going only it is not making any noise.

Well, you are right that is weird. Are you sure you were awake I asked?

Uncle Bill, (as I could here her stop messing with me voice). Yes, I was awake. At least I think I was. Right now I am not sure because what happened next scared the bageebees out of me.

By now I knew I had better not interrupt her and let her continue unabated.

That is when this completely silent room suddenly filled with light and it looked like some guy standing in my bedroom dressed in white. I glanced over at the wall by my bed franticly looking for my son’s baseball bat. It figures, he finally paid attention to me and picked the stinking bat up

and took it to his own room. Great timing, for once he did what I told him. The guy now standing next to my bed must have figured out what I was thinking because he said to me don’t be afraid Jamie if I was here to hurt you do you think I would be in a room filled with light and dressed in white, duh.

How do you know my name I don’t know you. What are you doing here I asked him and how do you know my name?

Calm down Jamie He replied I am here in answer to your prayer.

My what I asked?

Your prayer, as he repeated himself with a bit of an attitude I might add. Ok and just what prayer was that, I replied returning attitude.

He pulled out what looked like a book from his coat and started reading and said I quote “God I am so tired I am at my wits end and I need your help” you do remember saying that don’t you.

Yea so what, I was tired and upset and besides it was a privet conversation I was having with my Uncle. Besides how did you hear about that. Say you are not one of those dudes that listen to people’s private conversations to blackmail them for money because if you are boy do you have the wrong address I replied. He looked at me and I noticed his eyes were like.

She paused just long enough for me to say; like what, (as this was starting to have a familiar ring to it).

She restarted after clearing her throat and said it is hard to explain it was like, I know this sounds crazy but they were like little flames it was like they could see right through me. It was creepy but in a good way she continued, As I was staring at his eyes he started speaking again and said don’t you know there is no such thing as a private conversation but every word you speak is written down here in this book.

Every word I asked?

Yes Jamie; every word is written down but I am here because of the prayer you spoke, I am a messenger sent in response to that spoken prayer.

I asked him so why now, it’s not like I never prayed before you know.

He was quick to answer, You mean like the time you prayed and asked that you were the only child so you wouldn’t have to share or the time you asked for your best friend’s boyfriend.

He started to continue but I said I get the idea. But why right now.

Because you have come to the end of your self help and maybe now you are ready to experience Gods help; he answered.

OoooK so you say you are a messenger what is the message?

Well if you would quit talking for a couple of seconds and listen I would be glad to tell you he said.

Of course I said fine go ahead I am listening already. At that point he crossed arms and started tapping his foot and shot me one of those looks you know like Mom does just before she tells me shut up already. Ok I get the point go ahead and start already. I do have to go to work in the morning you know. At that he rolled his eyes just like Dad does when I ask him for money, I started wondering how Dad was doing all alone in the hospital when he suddenly interrupted my thought by clearing his throat. How rude I thought.

Jamie we really need you to concentrate and listen. Thus says the Creator of all good things. I have heard your prayers and the thoughts of your heart. I have chosen you to represent me as a witness of my love. I have longed to reveal to you how much I love you but you haven’t had time for me. I have cared for you and protected you even before you were in your mother’s womb. I know how you feel to be ignored, used and to have your love thrown away like yesterday’s trash.

I know because you have done that very thing to me.

Wait a minute I haven’t even met you or this Creator of all God things before so how did I crap on you. I said momentarily forgetting who I was talking to. I started think who does he think he is any how.

He interrupted my thought again by saying Jamie remember in second grade the new girl who moved into town and was in your class room.

NO I said.

Jamie I told you, you have to concentrate and listen. Suddenly I was in second grade finding myself pushing this new girl around and yelling at her four eyes four eyes I saw here running away crying, something inside me wanted to go and say I was sorry but I didn’t. I couldn’t, not with all my friends there but that didn’t stop me from thinking about her for a long time. What ever happened to her I asked

That right you never even knew her name did you he answered even though she was supposed to be your best friend. Barbara hasn’t done much, she left school that day and never came back. Her family moved to Saint Louis and she became a school teacher were she has helped hundreds of little boys and girls who were being picked on just like she was. You see, she never forgot you, she just forgave you and that is when she started making positive influences in lives of others. One other thing she was supposed to be your best friend.

She was supposed to be my best friend? I asked.

Yes she was but she never got a chance did she. She wasn’t the only one, take Elisha for instance.

What about her, I questioned?

Don’t tell me you don’t remember praying about her boyfriend. I do have that written down in this book too if you need to refresh your memory.

That’s ok I seem to remember something like that. Besides she ended up marrying him any way.

No thanks to you! He said

I hardly even remember Josh’s name, regardless what does that have to do with you. You said I did it to you. Unless you are saying you are Josh and Elisha it has nothing to do with you.

That is where you are wrong I was there with Barb, Josh and Elisha and several others you have hurt. Then he went on with some kind of deal he made with them to take all their pain that had been done to them and the pain they have caused others and exchange it for joy. Erase every bad word with good and give them a purpose for life beyond anything they could imagine. Then he said he wanted to make the same deal with me to trade lives (I thought this guy must be tripping, nobody would want the life I’ve got) to exchange his life for mine and wipe away every tear. A chance to start over and change the direction you are headed.

Just then the stupid alarm went off and he was gone. All I could think of was calling you Uncle

Bill this is really freaking me out. Am I losing it or what, do you know a good shrink, I mean I thought I needed help before; NOW I REALLY NEED HELP.

I tried to talk to Jamie that morning but as usual it went in one ear and out the other. Please understand I love my niece but she is a lot like her mother (Ruth) her mouth is always running and her mind closely follows behind. It took quite a while for Jamie to calm down after that phone call. Actually with what happened next I didn’t help at all.

As she once again called me as soon as she got home settled from a long day of work, at least this time I was expecting her call so when the phone rang I answered Hi Jamie how did your day go?

It started off ok I guess, she said (but not very convincingly) I got ready for work after I had talked to you on the phone only I couldn’t forget what happened last night. I got the kids up and fixed breakfast at least that is what I had in mind. Did you ever notice how close salt and sugar look a lot alike?

I can’t say that I have I interjected.

Well take my word for it they do as she continued (without missing a beat). Apparently they don’t quite taste the same though because my youngest (Mathew) started screaming between spiting that I was trying to poison him. Who would have known a little salt with milk and cereal would make you sick. Go Figure. (yeah go figure I thought) I got the kids to the baby sitters without any more problems and finally made it to work. Things at work went fine although I kept thinking about Barb.

Who is Barb I asked?

That girl I told you about from last night.

Oh the little girl from your dream right? I offered.

I was beginning to think it was just a dream too until I got home this afternoon with the kids. As I was herding the kids to the house I grabbed the mail out of the box and placed it on the table and started to fix supper before the kids choir started singing I am hungry mom when are we going to eat. After supper, while the kids played in the back yard I washed the dishes, started a load of laundry. Then I gave the kids a bath and finally off to bed. I actually got to sit down and relax for a couple moments before I had to get ready for bed myself. As I started to wind down with a glass of ice tea I started thinking about what happened last night again. Trying to get that off my mind I decided to pick up the mail off of the table besides me and go through it. It was the same ole stuff, bills, food flyers, credit card offers you know junk mail. Except for this little post card, that I started to through away, caught my attention as I looked at the card I noticed is was post marked from Missouri. My first thought is who is sending me something from Missouri. I don’t know any body there. There in my hands was a hand written note. It said I am sure you don’t remember me but I do you. We met each other in second grade at Caston Elementary and I have never forgotten you. Just letting you know I am thinking about you and praying for you. Signed; Barb Copper. I looked again at the address and it was post marked from Arnold Missouri. I thought this can’t be so; I looked it up on my phone. What I found caused me to start shaking and I dropped my glass of ice tea on the floor. Uncle Bill, guess where Arnold, Missouri is.

Without trying to show too much excitement I said Kansas City?

No, I looked it up it is just outside of Saint Louis. Uncle Bill I am scared. I am beginning to think maybe that wasn’t just a bad dream. If it really happened, if they really know every thing I have said and done I am in big trouble. What I am I going to do?

First off take a breath before you pass out I suggested. “I continued by on by asking her about what else the guy by her bed said” wasn’t there more than just remembering every bad thing you done.

I guess so, but that was all I heard. Uncle Bill he said everything!

This time I actually cut her off, by saying you said he had a deal to offer you. Do you remember that don’t you. (I thought to my self we so quickly remember the junk about our self we don’t hear the good stuff.)

Not really all I could hear all day was I AM IN TROUBLE.

Stop talking for a moment, it is important to concentrate Jamie. As this time (I paused and thought to my self girls). Ok Jamie, are you concentrating now?

I am trying, it is a little hard you know with all that been going on, she shot back

I know, but it is important. I said.

Well I do remember that is the same thing he said to me. “Jamie it is important that you concentrate”. At least I remember that. It is the same thing my teachers in school would always say especially that Mr. Silver in High school. That guy drove me nuts every time he turned around, it was like I was the only person in class; Jamie it is important to concentrate in class. I wonder how Mr. Silver is doing I heard he got married and moved to Oregon

Jamie shut UP AND CONCENTRAIATR I said in my closest teacher voice.

I am concentrating (she snapped back) what do you want?

What did the guy say?

What guy? THE GUY WHO WOKE YOU UP LAST NIGHT!!!!

Oh that guy, you don’t have to get your shorts in a wad all you had to do was tell me what guy you where talking about….

Jamie what else did he say?

Something about trading lives. Is that sick or what? Sound kind a like that girl who switched with her Mom. You talk about a mistake. Now who was it that was in that….

Jamie (I said stopping her in mid sentence) didn’t he also say something about starting over with a clean slate I asked? (I am starting to get good at this interrupting thing)

I guess I wasn’t really paying attention at that point as she repeated her self.

You don’t think that is a problem you have do you; I quipped

With what? Got to go Uncle Bill the kids are fighting again, thanks for calling. Bye

She hung up before I could remind her, she is the one who called me. So I just hung up and look to the ceiling and said God Please help her. I could have sworn I heard someone say I am.

It was roughly two weeks later, during a Red Skelton marathon, I was just sitting down to watch my fifth Red Skelton movie when the phone rang and I picked it up. Hello this is Bill may I help you. It took me several seconds to recognize the voice of the person on the other end of the line.

When are you going to get text messaging I heard her say. It kind a startled me so I inquired, my I ask who this is? The next thing I knew my jaw dropped and nearly hit the ground at the response.

Uncle Bill you are so lame it’s me your favorite niece, Jamie. You know your sister Ruth’s girl.

Hello!!!

Sorry I didn’t recognize your voice, you sound different I said.

Of course when she replied; Mom always said you were deaf in one ear and couldn’t hear out of the other I had no problem recognizing her voice then. Yes, my dear sweet niece what can I do for you.

A couple of days after we talked I tried to look up Barb Copper on the web and guess what; I found her .It took her a while to friend me. I can’ really blame her after what I did. When we finally started to write each other I found out she is really cool. We talked for hours (imagine that Jamie talking for hours) we exchanged text numbers and before I knew what was going on she said we should get together and to my surprise I heard my self say how about this Saturday and she said sure. So now we are going to met half way between Peru and Saint Louis in Terra Haute for lunch.

That where you and Aunt Mel come in. I need someone to watch the boys Saturday.

Sorry I couldn’t hear what you said it sounded like you wanted your deaf Uncle Bill and his delicate wife to watch you hooligans I started to say….

Thanks Uncle Bill you and Aunt Mel are my favorites she spoke. See you at Five A.M. bye.

Before I could say another word she hung up and all I could hear was silence. (I thought to myself if only the silence would last thru Saturday, Fat chance) So I did the only honorable thing, I turned to Melody and said you better lock the doors and hide the dishes Jamie’s gang is coming Saturday and I am going fishing. I could see her look at me from the side of her beautiful blue eyes and say;

Oh no you’re not.

We both laughed a little nervously but still a laugh as I thought to myself (I sure love that girl I heard that still small voice say I do too).

Saturday morning at 5 am arrived way too early. As a matter of fact it arrived at 4:30 that morning.

It is a good thing Melody and I are early risers here on the farm.

We have been up and had

breakfast and I was just getting ready to go out and feed the horses when they pulled up. When I heard her van coming down the lane to the house, I glanced back to see if we were ready. Melody must have heard it at the same time because when I looked back at her, she was already running her fingers thru her hair, (after 36 yrs of marriage she was still stunning) like she does when she has something up her sleeve. Now I was the one that was getting nervous (just as I was starting to wonder what she had planned) the front door swung open as only kids can do and three kids sprung into the house like a mountain lion that just found supper, followed by Jamie. The kids (mountain lions) started to surround me and jumping up and down started screaming lets go lets go. I asked go where when they told me Aunt Melody had called last night and said if they got there early that Uncle Bill will take them all fishing and horse back riding. Well at least I found out what she had planed I just hoped that was all of the surprise.

Just then Jamie came in and said to the boys maybe next time you could let me stop the van before you get out, Ok.

Yes mother (the tree boys said in unison)

My fault I asked?

It is Uncle Bill’s fault.

Come to think about it I guess you boys are right it is Uncle Bill’s fault. If he hadn’t had Aunt Mel call and tell you guys you were going fishing and riding the horses you could have gotten some sleep last night instead of jumping on your beds and acting like wild injuns and coming in to my room every two hours and asking can we leave yet. I swear Uncle Bill you would have thought it was Christmas. I finally gave up at 3 am and said alright get dressed and we will start off to Uncle Bill’s farm. Of course they were already dressed and ready to go when I got up so they kept knocking on the bathroom door hollering that the fish what are biting Mom hurry up we will be late (so much for my quite place this morning) We were on the road by 3:30. Stopped for gas and came right over.

(Just then I got an idea) so with you boys leaving so early I am sure you are Hungry (as I looked Aunt Melody) I am sure your aunt will be glad to make you something to eat. (as I winked at her)

As a matter of fact boys go wash up, biscuits and sausage gravy is almost ready.

Suddenly those mountain lions turned into a flock of vultures and started to circle their Aunt Mel. Of course being the man of the house I felt it was my duty to defend my little woman from these fiendish birds of prey and started back into the kitchen myself for some biscuits and sausage gravy.

I no more than hit the door way when I heard and just where do you think you are going you have already had breakfast and besides you have chores to do.

But dear I was just going to protect you from those vultures, did you see their eyes when we mentioned food, you could lose a hand or something.

William (oh now she is playing the William card. I knew I was in trouble) William I have raised four boys and you. I think I can handle three boys under the age of twelve.

Yes dear. (so I left and went to the barn to start my chores) Man I can smell that food all the way out here. Maybe if I hurry I could still get some. So I flew through my chores like a man half my age and finally started to the house. As I neared the farm house I noticed two things Jamie’s van was gone and the boys were talking, the former not being a good sign everybody knows if boys are talking the food ran out. As soon as I opened the door the boys were at my feet, hurry up Uncle Bill and eat the fish are biting. Was my mind playing tricks or did those sweet little guys say hurry up and eat. Who am I to disappoint these little angels so I threw off my coat and all but ran into the kitchen to find to my delight a big plate of biscuits and sausage gray waiting on me. (I thought to myself I sure have a good woman) you sure do,” there is that voice again” as I smiled. As soon as I scarf fed down the second breakfast of the day I hollered the to the boys come on boys quit wasting time the fish are biting. We hurried and got the fishing equipment together then we all jumped in the truck and headed to the fishing pond that I had stocked with bluegill fish that was located way at the back of our 600 acre farm. I t took little time of the boys to wet a line and even less time to start catching Bluegill about the size of your hand. I t wasn’t long and the two youngest ones began to get bored. That is when the whining began.

You guys remember what Mom said; hollered Hunter, and the other two boys quieted down immediately.

So I had to ask Hunter just what did your Mom say young man.

She told us we had to behave because you were getting old and she didn’t want us to give you a heart attack. She said if we did we couldn’t play with the x-box for a month.

That sounds like your Mother alright, always concerned about me, did she say any thing else. I asked

Yeah she said not to tell you. He said with a grin. He went on to say Uncle Bill you have known Mom longer than I have does she seem weird to you.

You need to define weird I said.

It’s just lately she doesn’t seam to talk so much. Not that I am complaining, Oh yea she said we couldn’t do that either.

Couldn’t do what I inquired.

She said we couldn’t complain even if you made us eat groundhog or something for supper. We should just shut up and act like it tasted like chicken,( he responded and paused) so does it?

Does what? I joked with him.

You know, groundhog does it taste like chicken;. he asked a little nervously this time.

I suppose you will just have to wait and see.( mental note call Melody and have her cut up some chicken for supper) I said trying to keep a straight face. As far as your Mom goes I wouldn’t worry to much about her she has had a lot of stuff on her mind lately.

I’d say, she didn’t even get on the web last night. That is just not like her. Uncle Bill we are worried that she is getting old timers (as he did his best to look me in the eye).

I am pretty sure it isn’t old timers’ disease Hunter. She is just starting on a journey.

I know, he said, she is meeting some other old lady today for lunch.

She is not that old Hunter, and that is not the kind of journey I was talking about. I believe her journey is just starting to the land of Promise.

You mean mom is headed to the Promise Land? He asked. Hey guys Uncle Bill says mom is going to be on a TV show.

I didn’t say that. But if I am right, the place she is starting for will be a whole lot better than some T.V. show. I couldn’t help but notice how much that Hunter was really starting to look like his Dad. He has the same black hair, slender frame and crooked smile .plus when he wanted to he had

the same gentleness Robert had. Hunter is the thinker of his family and maybe that is why he is still having a hard time with his Dads death. I know he sure has changed in the last five years from being all boy with no worries to man of the house. That change it hard for some people twice his age and here he is only eleven years old. At first it wasn’t so bad but lately he has really been getting out of hand trying to be the Dad to Eli and Matthew.

Speaking of Eli, that boy is something else. You can tell he misses his Dad but it wasn’t as hard on him since he was so young. Eli is truly a gifted athlete. I remember seeing him at two years old he could hit a pitched waffle ball further than boys three times his age. You would have thought that would be hard competing with him for Hunter but he loved it. He would take his little brother all across town and bet boys 5 and 6 yrs. old that his four-year-old brother could out run them. He seldom lost the bet.

That leaves us with Matthew. Matthew is our sensitive one. He was only three months old when his father died. He pretty much became his momma’s blanket. She would hold him for hours and cry to herself. With all that attention he got when little he has learned to wrap Jamie around his little finger. But lately I have noticed some changes in Him also, especially when Joe moved in.

Joe is another story. When Jamie decided it was time to move on with her life Joe just kind a showed up at her door step. We tried to talk to her about it about she wouldn’t listen. You see after Robert died she also changed a lot and wouldn’t take care of her self. By the time she said she was ready to start over she had put on a lot of weight .tipping the scales at 240 lbs she had put on an extra 120lbs. Joe was the first Guy to pay attention to her and she wanted to be loved so bad

and hear I love you from someone so bad she jumped at the chance. From the get go it was like world war three at the house. Joe didn’t work so he stayed home all day drinking and with the kids out of school for the summer things came to a boiling point as everybody was calling out for Jamie’s attention. It got so bad that Joe said either the kids go or I DO. Thank God Jamie chose the kids. So it wasn’t to surprising to hear her say she had reached the braking point. We had figured it was coming sooner than latter.

It wasn’t long after that Matthew came over and said Uncle Bill, I am starving can we go get something to eat. I shook my head yes and thought to my self I sure love these boys. So we gathered up all the fish and the equipment and headed back to the house just in time for Melody to welcome us and say that Jamie had made it to Terra Haute safely. By the time we cleaned the fish and put away the fishing tackle lunch was on the table. After lunch I promised that after the boys took a nap we would have a go at the horses. Of coarse the boys started to complain but I reminded them what their Mom had said and they reluctantly agreed and went up stairs for a nap.

The first thing Melody wanted to know was what that was all about and I replied child psychology girl child psychology. As soon as the boys settled down Melody and I headed for the front porch. to sit down and enjoy some Ice tea together. When I began to open the screen door it squeaked and like a mating call to a Bob white Quail the response was immediate. Don’t let Uncle Bill set on the rocking chair Aunt Melody. Mom Says if he does you can’t pry him off with a tire tool the three little brides from upstairs called. in unison.

Child psychology right dear? Melody said with a laugh.

To which I said it’s not that funny girrrl.

We sat down to enjoy our ice tea together. (her in my chair, me in hers). We both took a breath and said finally. I could help but be reminded of the first time we met. We went to the same High School together and she was attracted to me like a moth to a flam well kinda. Of coarse who could blame her. Here I was a big Football star,( well I did get in on kickoffs) with girls at my beckon call at least they would have been if I wasn’t such a chicken. It didn’t help me much that she was the most beautiful girl in the school. At 5’7” long blonde hair she was beautiful and it scared me to death. I f it hadn’t been for Melody we probably would have never dated. And oh what a date it was, I arrived on a white stallion (my friends rambler) dressed in shining armor, (ok; I had clean clothes on) to save a damsel in distress (actually it was a blind date her and my friend cooked up without telling me).I pulled out a significant wad of money in front of everybody and they were all at awe . (All right so I had to borrow money from Melody to get her in the show). Where I showered with candy, popcorn and soda (all right so I spilled popcorn all over her and she had butter stains on her clothes). Even at that she couldn’t resist my charms.

William, Willllllliam you are doing it again I faintly heard my love say. WILLIAM you’re staring at me again.

Sorry pookie Bear I can’t help it you are so cute. I was just thinking… I am not really getting old am I.

No dear you are still my manly man she assured me.

Roughly a half hour latter we heard crash coming from where the boys were supposedly taken a nap. Melody turned to me and said it sounds like your boys are awake I guess I better go get them before they tears the house down wrestling. .

Just a moment dear before you stir up the Indian’s I got an idea. I scooted over to her and started to explain my idea. Do you know where that old furry thing that we used to have on the toilet seat‌

About fifteen minutes later I was ready to put my plan into motion and told Melody to give me five more minutes and when she heard the shot gun let the wild bunch loose. I made my way out by the barn with my shot gun and that furry little rug thingy. The trap was set. BOOM, Boom.

The boys as planed came running down the stairs Aunt Melody what was that, it sounded like a cannon.

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