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surprise on
Matt’s face when he got a look at Evan. I stood quickly, “Matt this
is Evan Lewis. Evan this is my Uncle Matt McKinnis.”
Matt was a slender 5’10” so he looked
kind of shrimpy as he shook Evan’s hand. “Hi, Evan. I thought Leese
said you were a junior, but you’ve got to be a senior,
right?”
“ No, Sir. I’m a junior, I
just take after my dad, size wise.”
“ Wow, you could have fooled
me. I don’t think you’d have any trouble passing yourself off as
someone in their twenties.”
“ This is my aunt Beverly,” I
continued.
“ Hi Evan, it’s really nice
to meet you.”
“ Thanks, it’s nice to meet
you both. So which one of you is actually related to Leese? I can’t
pick out the family resemblance.”
“ Oh—me,” Bev answered before
Matt could speak. “I’m Nadia’s sister.”
“ Nadia?” Evan
questioned.
“ My mom,” I answered and
then moved on to the final introduction, “And this is Matt Junior,”
I said sweeping him off the floor and growling into his exposed
neck. He burst into tiny peals of laughter as I nuzzled against his
baby-scented skin. I put him back down on the floor as it was clear
that he wasn’t familiar enough with Evan to permit him to come too
close.
“ So are we ready?” Matt
asked, looking a little uncomfortable.
I watched Evan’s eyebrows raise and I
realized that he hadn’t understood that this was a family event,
not an opportunity to go out on our own. He shot a quick glance my
direction. “Yeah, sure. I’ll take—do you want to ride with
me?”
“ I do!” Kimmy quickly
volunteered.
“ Oh, I’m sorry Kimmy, there
are only two seats in my car,” he said apologetically.
“ That’s okay,” she answered,
“Leese can ride with Matt and Bev.”
“ No,” Bev laughed, “I think
Leese should ride with her—her friend.”
“ Aah! No fair,” Kimmy
whined. I was hoping she wasn’t getting ready to pitch one of her
fits. She was normally well tempered, but every once in a while she
could be an average six year old.
Evan shrugged, “I don’t mi…”
I quickly shook my head no, to stop him
from saying what would encourage her begging. My biggest worry
wasn’t that I wouldn’t get to ride with him, but that she might get
her way and then he would be free to ask her plenty of questions
about our lives—our real lives that is.
“ Please ,” Kimmy emphasized, batting her eyes.
“ That’s okay, we’ll ride in
my car,” I said, ending the awkward moment.
Evans mouth opened to rebut, but Matt
quickly replied, “Great, I’m glad that’s settled. Now, let’s go
before we’re late.”
As we filed out the door, I whispered
in Kimmy’s ear to remind her that people didn’t know why we were
living in Pensacola and, for Mom’s sake, we had to keep it that
way. She nodded solemnly.
It was a short ride to church, barely
enough time for him to ask many questions. I walked Kimmy to her
class as Matt and Bev took Matt junior to nursery and then we met
in the fellowship hall where the band was warming up. We normally
had about forty to fifty people in our music worship, and that
included the two youth pastors and the younger adults like Matt and
Bev, but tonight it seemed extra crowded as everyone said their
hellos. Then the lights dimmed and the band fired up. Everyone
started clapping and yelling as the music got louder. I looked over
and noticed that Evan was smiling, but I could tell he was still
uncomfortable as people started to show their enthusiasm. Pastor
Shawn got on stage and opened us in prayer and then introduced the
first singer. Mike Hendry, a senior from PHS started off the night
with some Matthew West hits. He was finishing up his last song as I
squeezed Evan’s arm and smiled, “My turn.”
“ You’re going to sing?” He
knew Jewels said that I sang Christian rock, but I don’t think he
expected to hear me. “Cool,” he said turning loose of my arm and
walking closer to the stage.
I could
Matt’s face when he got a look at Evan. I stood quickly, “Matt this
is Evan Lewis. Evan this is my Uncle Matt McKinnis.”
Matt was a slender 5’10” so he looked
kind of shrimpy as he shook Evan’s hand. “Hi, Evan. I thought Leese
said you were a junior, but you’ve got to be a senior,
right?”
“ No, Sir. I’m a junior, I
just take after my dad, size wise.”
“ Wow, you could have fooled
me. I don’t think you’d have any trouble passing yourself off as
someone in their twenties.”
“ This is my aunt Beverly,” I
continued.
“ Hi Evan, it’s really nice
to meet you.”
“ Thanks, it’s nice to meet
you both. So which one of you is actually related to Leese? I can’t
pick out the family resemblance.”
“ Oh—me,” Bev answered before
Matt could speak. “I’m Nadia’s sister.”
“ Nadia?” Evan
questioned.
“ My mom,” I answered and
then moved on to the final introduction, “And this is Matt Junior,”
I said sweeping him off the floor and growling into his exposed
neck. He burst into tiny peals of laughter as I nuzzled against his
baby-scented skin. I put him back down on the floor as it was clear
that he wasn’t familiar enough with Evan to permit him to come too
close.
“ So are we ready?” Matt
asked, looking a little uncomfortable.
I watched Evan’s eyebrows raise and I
realized that he hadn’t understood that this was a family event,
not an opportunity to go out on our own. He shot a quick glance my
direction. “Yeah, sure. I’ll take—do you want to ride with
me?”
“ I do!” Kimmy quickly
volunteered.
“ Oh, I’m sorry Kimmy, there
are only two seats in my car,” he said apologetically.
“ That’s okay,” she answered,
“Leese can ride with Matt and Bev.”
“ No,” Bev laughed, “I think
Leese should ride with her—her friend.”
“ Aah! No fair,” Kimmy
whined. I was hoping she wasn’t getting ready to pitch one of her
fits. She was normally well tempered, but every once in a while she
could be an average six year old.
Evan shrugged, “I don’t mi…”
I quickly shook my head no, to stop him
from saying what would encourage her begging. My biggest worry
wasn’t that I wouldn’t get to ride with him, but that she might get
her way and then he would be free to ask her plenty of questions
about our lives—our real lives that is.
“ Please ,” Kimmy emphasized, batting her eyes.
“ That’s okay, we’ll ride in
my car,” I said, ending the awkward moment.
Evans mouth opened to rebut, but Matt
quickly replied, “Great, I’m glad that’s settled. Now, let’s go
before we’re late.”
As we filed out the door, I whispered
in Kimmy’s ear to remind her that people didn’t know why we were
living in Pensacola and, for Mom’s sake, we had to keep it that
way. She nodded solemnly.
It was a short ride to church, barely
enough time for him to ask many questions. I walked Kimmy to her
class as Matt and Bev took Matt junior to nursery and then we met
in the fellowship hall where the band was warming up. We normally
had about forty to fifty people in our music worship, and that
included the two youth pastors and the younger adults like Matt and
Bev, but tonight it seemed extra crowded as everyone said their
hellos. Then the lights dimmed and the band fired up. Everyone
started clapping and yelling as the music got louder. I looked over
and noticed that Evan was smiling, but I could tell he was still
uncomfortable as people started to show their enthusiasm. Pastor
Shawn got on stage and opened us in prayer and then introduced the
first singer. Mike Hendry, a senior from PHS started off the night
with some Matthew West hits. He was finishing up his last song as I
squeezed Evan’s arm and smiled, “My turn.”
“ You’re going to sing?” He
knew Jewels said that I sang Christian rock, but I don’t think he
expected to hear me. “Cool,” he said turning loose of my arm and
walking closer to the stage.
I could
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