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Since then everyone in our family knew about that fateful day. You wouldn’t believe how many times they’ve yelled “Squirrel!” randomly. They’re all a bunch of jokesters.
“Belle wants to say hello before I go,” he said. “She’s been tugging on my pant leg for the last five minutes.”
I heard her squeal and I waited for her little voice to come on the line. “Hi, Livia.” It was so cute the way she said my name; she always dropped the O.
“Hi, sweetheart, how are you? Are you keeping your mommy and daddy in line?” On most days, Belle acted as if she were the grownup parenting Jackson and Bailey. It was really comical.
“Yep,” she stated proudly. “And Billy screams at them too.”
I laughed because I knew what she was referring to—my little cousin’s screeching screams. He wasn’t old enough to know yet that he would be forced to keep his parents under control.
After all he was just a baby. Jackson had named him after Grandpa which warmed my heart.
“Well I’ll be home this summer to help you whip them into shape,” I promised her and she squealed in delight once again.
“Okay, kid,” I heard Jackson grumble. “Give me the phone.” After a couple more seconds he came back on the line and Belle continued laughing and tormenting her father. I loved to hear her giggles.
“You’ve corrupted my daughter,” he complained.
“Yeah, right; she was corrupted from the moment she was conceived. She’s a mixture of you and Bailey; she had no hope for innocence.” It was true and we all knew it.
“Hardy har; now who’s the smartass?” he chuckled.
We chatted for a few more minutes before saying goodbye.
I entered my dorm room with caution as I always did, because I never knew what I was walking into.
Finding the room was empty was a pleasant surprise. I had a paper due tomorrow and I knew I had to pull an all-nighter just to complete it.
***
I had been so consumed that when Jeanette, the bitch from hell, entered our room it was well after 10:00 p.m. It surprised me I had not heard from Keeton, because I knew he got off work at 8:00.
“No boyfriend tonight?” she asked as she flopped very unladylike down onto her bed.
“What, no hairy fat guys tonight?” I asked, without looking up from my laptop.
I continued to tap away, editing and rewriting.
She opted out of responding to my comment and the silence of the room set in once again. After I was satisfied with my paper, I saved it to my flash drive and decided to take it downstairs to the student commons to print out a hard copy. Seeing it on paper was always helpful to me when it came to doing a final edit.
I also wanted a chance to call Keeton without Jeanette listening to every word I said.
After stepping off the elevator I made my way over to a quiet corner and dialed his number.
After three rings I was more than positive it would go to voicemail, so I prepared myself to leave a message when he answered.
“Hey.”
His voice sounded a little off, nothing like his normal husky smoothness whenever he answered my calls.
“Hi,” I said in return. “I hadn’t heard from you and I was getting a little worried. Is everything okay?”
“I’m fine, Liv.” He sounded almost irritated that I would ask.
“Yeah, it sounds like it.” I suddenly regretted calling.
“I’m just tired and I fell asleep,” he responded with little emotion.
I was just about to apologize for waking him when I heard a female voice in the background. “Where is Duke’s leash?”
I wanted him to say something about what he knew I heard, but he only ignored the entire situation. “Listen, I have a headache. I’m just gonna go to bed and I’ll call you tomorrow.”
He didn’t hang up, but he also didn’t say anything more.
I remember what he told me only a couple of weeks ago, and I decided to use the right he gave me to ask questions regarding Lacy, hopefully without coming off as a jealous girlfriend.
“Was that
“Belle wants to say hello before I go,” he said. “She’s been tugging on my pant leg for the last five minutes.”
I heard her squeal and I waited for her little voice to come on the line. “Hi, Livia.” It was so cute the way she said my name; she always dropped the O.
“Hi, sweetheart, how are you? Are you keeping your mommy and daddy in line?” On most days, Belle acted as if she were the grownup parenting Jackson and Bailey. It was really comical.
“Yep,” she stated proudly. “And Billy screams at them too.”
I laughed because I knew what she was referring to—my little cousin’s screeching screams. He wasn’t old enough to know yet that he would be forced to keep his parents under control.
After all he was just a baby. Jackson had named him after Grandpa which warmed my heart.
“Well I’ll be home this summer to help you whip them into shape,” I promised her and she squealed in delight once again.
“Okay, kid,” I heard Jackson grumble. “Give me the phone.” After a couple more seconds he came back on the line and Belle continued laughing and tormenting her father. I loved to hear her giggles.
“You’ve corrupted my daughter,” he complained.
“Yeah, right; she was corrupted from the moment she was conceived. She’s a mixture of you and Bailey; she had no hope for innocence.” It was true and we all knew it.
“Hardy har; now who’s the smartass?” he chuckled.
We chatted for a few more minutes before saying goodbye.
I entered my dorm room with caution as I always did, because I never knew what I was walking into.
Finding the room was empty was a pleasant surprise. I had a paper due tomorrow and I knew I had to pull an all-nighter just to complete it.
***
I had been so consumed that when Jeanette, the bitch from hell, entered our room it was well after 10:00 p.m. It surprised me I had not heard from Keeton, because I knew he got off work at 8:00.
“No boyfriend tonight?” she asked as she flopped very unladylike down onto her bed.
“What, no hairy fat guys tonight?” I asked, without looking up from my laptop.
I continued to tap away, editing and rewriting.
She opted out of responding to my comment and the silence of the room set in once again. After I was satisfied with my paper, I saved it to my flash drive and decided to take it downstairs to the student commons to print out a hard copy. Seeing it on paper was always helpful to me when it came to doing a final edit.
I also wanted a chance to call Keeton without Jeanette listening to every word I said.
After stepping off the elevator I made my way over to a quiet corner and dialed his number.
After three rings I was more than positive it would go to voicemail, so I prepared myself to leave a message when he answered.
“Hey.”
His voice sounded a little off, nothing like his normal husky smoothness whenever he answered my calls.
“Hi,” I said in return. “I hadn’t heard from you and I was getting a little worried. Is everything okay?”
“I’m fine, Liv.” He sounded almost irritated that I would ask.
“Yeah, it sounds like it.” I suddenly regretted calling.
“I’m just tired and I fell asleep,” he responded with little emotion.
I was just about to apologize for waking him when I heard a female voice in the background. “Where is Duke’s leash?”
I wanted him to say something about what he knew I heard, but he only ignored the entire situation. “Listen, I have a headache. I’m just gonna go to bed and I’ll call you tomorrow.”
He didn’t hang up, but he also didn’t say anything more.
I remember what he told me only a couple of weeks ago, and I decided to use the right he gave me to ask questions regarding Lacy, hopefully without coming off as a jealous girlfriend.
“Was that
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