called.
“Misty, dinner,” Aunt Silvia yelled. I could hear the chatter of people down stairs. I washed my body quickly and put my clothes on. I decided to take the towel with me to my room because I could reuse it. I dropped my belongings off and proceeded down the stairs. I wondered if this was how my life would have been if I had had a real home. When I rounded the corner to what seemed to be the dining room, I saw two little faces looking up at me. They were the same two faces from the photo.
“Hi, I’m Lizzy, and that over there is Lee.” She pointed over to who I assumed was her bother.
“Hi, I’m Misty.” I smiled down at her. She couldn’t have been more than six or seven.
“I know. Mommy told us you were coming. She told us your mommy died and that’s why you’re here.”
“Lizzy Michelle Harris! That is a rude thing to say. We don’t talk about people’s misfortunes,” Aunt Silvia stated with a cross look on her face. “Now go sit down next to your brother. Dinner is ready.” Lee still hadn’t said anything to me.
Lizzy raised her chubby little face and grabbed my hand. “I’m sorry. Will you come sit next to me?” I couldn’t get over the fact of how much we looked alike, but then again our mothers were identical twins.
“Sure, I’ll sit with you.” Lizzy’s face lit up like a Christmas tree. She pulled me over to the table and sat down, patting the chair in between her and Lee.
I sat down. Lee was just sitting there playing with some sort of handheld gaming device. “Hi Lee, I’m Misty.” He looked up for a moment, nodded then continued playing his game.
“He doesn’t acknowledge people much. He has to get to know you first. He has Asperger’s Syndrome.” I had heard of this before but never came into contact with anyone who had it.
“Well Lee, it is very nice to meet you. I’m your cousin Misty and I will be here for a little while.” I smiled at him but he just continued to play his game.
“He’ll come around, I know it. My twin sense is tingling.” OMG, twins. I should have known. They looked a lot alike except one was a girl and one was a boy.
Lizzy started to say something when her father entered the room. He was a dashing older-looking gentleman. He was well built, with graying black hair, and light brown eyes. I could see why my aunt found him attractive.
“Hi, Misty, I am Russ Harris. I am Silvia’s husband and father to these two mongrels.” Lizzy dashed up and ran into her father’s arms. He seemed so loving and caring, just as my father was.
“Hi, Daddy, Misty is sitting next to me. Mommy said we can have ice cream after dinner.” Lizzy was talking a mile a minute while Lee still sat there playing his game. I wondered what was going on in that head of his.
“Hi, Mr. Harris, it is very nice to meet you.”
“Please, call me Russ. We are family.” Family - the word was like music to my ears.
“Come on you two, take your seats so we can eat,” Aunt Silvia said as she sat a dish of lasagna down on the table.
Russ and Lizzy moved into their sets. “Russ will you say the prayer.” My aunt has prayer before meals. My mother always had prayer before meals. I had no idea if I was in heaven or hell. This place truly made me miss my parents. It even made me miss my friend Lucy. Speaking of Lucy, I needed to look her up tomorrow. Russ said the prayer and the family began to pass the food around. I couldn’t help but smile. Even little Lee put his game down and was engaging in the meal. They talked about their days and their plans for the weekend. They reminded me of the Cosby’s. I honestly didn’t think that families like that existed. I thought about the story Drake told me, and maybe, just maybe, it could come true one day.
“So Misty, what are your plans?” Russ asked, breaking me from my thoughts.
“Um, I don’t know. I thought I’d try to find a job. I don’t have any skills though.” Russ rubbed his head.
“I think I can help
“Misty, dinner,” Aunt Silvia yelled. I could hear the chatter of people down stairs. I washed my body quickly and put my clothes on. I decided to take the towel with me to my room because I could reuse it. I dropped my belongings off and proceeded down the stairs. I wondered if this was how my life would have been if I had had a real home. When I rounded the corner to what seemed to be the dining room, I saw two little faces looking up at me. They were the same two faces from the photo.
“Hi, I’m Lizzy, and that over there is Lee.” She pointed over to who I assumed was her bother.
“Hi, I’m Misty.” I smiled down at her. She couldn’t have been more than six or seven.
“I know. Mommy told us you were coming. She told us your mommy died and that’s why you’re here.”
“Lizzy Michelle Harris! That is a rude thing to say. We don’t talk about people’s misfortunes,” Aunt Silvia stated with a cross look on her face. “Now go sit down next to your brother. Dinner is ready.” Lee still hadn’t said anything to me.
Lizzy raised her chubby little face and grabbed my hand. “I’m sorry. Will you come sit next to me?” I couldn’t get over the fact of how much we looked alike, but then again our mothers were identical twins.
“Sure, I’ll sit with you.” Lizzy’s face lit up like a Christmas tree. She pulled me over to the table and sat down, patting the chair in between her and Lee.
I sat down. Lee was just sitting there playing with some sort of handheld gaming device. “Hi Lee, I’m Misty.” He looked up for a moment, nodded then continued playing his game.
“He doesn’t acknowledge people much. He has to get to know you first. He has Asperger’s Syndrome.” I had heard of this before but never came into contact with anyone who had it.
“Well Lee, it is very nice to meet you. I’m your cousin Misty and I will be here for a little while.” I smiled at him but he just continued to play his game.
“He’ll come around, I know it. My twin sense is tingling.” OMG, twins. I should have known. They looked a lot alike except one was a girl and one was a boy.
Lizzy started to say something when her father entered the room. He was a dashing older-looking gentleman. He was well built, with graying black hair, and light brown eyes. I could see why my aunt found him attractive.
“Hi, Misty, I am Russ Harris. I am Silvia’s husband and father to these two mongrels.” Lizzy dashed up and ran into her father’s arms. He seemed so loving and caring, just as my father was.
“Hi, Daddy, Misty is sitting next to me. Mommy said we can have ice cream after dinner.” Lizzy was talking a mile a minute while Lee still sat there playing his game. I wondered what was going on in that head of his.
“Hi, Mr. Harris, it is very nice to meet you.”
“Please, call me Russ. We are family.” Family - the word was like music to my ears.
“Come on you two, take your seats so we can eat,” Aunt Silvia said as she sat a dish of lasagna down on the table.
Russ and Lizzy moved into their sets. “Russ will you say the prayer.” My aunt has prayer before meals. My mother always had prayer before meals. I had no idea if I was in heaven or hell. This place truly made me miss my parents. It even made me miss my friend Lucy. Speaking of Lucy, I needed to look her up tomorrow. Russ said the prayer and the family began to pass the food around. I couldn’t help but smile. Even little Lee put his game down and was engaging in the meal. They talked about their days and their plans for the weekend. They reminded me of the Cosby’s. I honestly didn’t think that families like that existed. I thought about the story Drake told me, and maybe, just maybe, it could come true one day.
“So Misty, what are your plans?” Russ asked, breaking me from my thoughts.
“Um, I don’t know. I thought I’d try to find a job. I don’t have any skills though.” Russ rubbed his head.
“I think I can help
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