The UnKnown (A Novel)

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garage to punch in the code to get in. I decided to greet my parents before unloading the truck. My dad would probably help me get the stuff out. Our house was the biggest on the block. We had a 4,000 square foot home made completely of fire red brick. The trim of the house was a creamy gold color. It was very pleasing to the eye. My mother was a wanna be decorator. She never made a real business out of it, but she did decorate quite a few homes and businesses.
    As the garage door pulled up I was taken back to the time Sara and I got caught having sex in there. We had just gotten back from the beach and we were hot for each other all day. We swam, we ate, and we made out. I wanted her so badly when we got home that I took her right then and there. Well needless to say, my mother walked in on us. She was not at all happy about her son doing it in the garage at the age of sixteen. She had my dad have the sex talk with me. If they only knew Sara and I had lost our virginity to each other six months earlier. With the garage door finally up, I walked to the door that leads into the house and opened it. I saw the last thing I expected.
    I saw legs in the air and groaning sounds coming from the couch in the living room. Oh God, did I just walk in on my parents? In twenty-one years of life I have never once walked in on them. It could be due to the fact that they were never around. I cleared my throat as hard as I could. My dad popped up from the couch.
    “Shoot, son! We weren’t expecting you for a few hours.” My father’s face had turned  beet red.
    “Yeah, I got in a little while ago, but I stopped at a friend’s house before I came home. I made really good time.” Misty was no friend of mine, she was my future. My mother poked her little head up and smiled sheepishly.
    “I’ll just go get my stuff out of the car and pretend this never happened,” I said.
    “Good idea. I’ll help you in a few minutes,” he said, as I turned to walk back out. I heard my mom giggling and saying something under her breath. Yeah, now that image would be burned into my head forever. I just shook my head. At least they still had that fire in their relationship. When I got to my truck, I began to unload the contents when my phone buzzed. I hoped it wasn’t Sara. I didn’t want to be bothered right now. I pulled it out and started smiling from ear to ear. It was from Misty.
    Hey Drake. It’s Misty. Just wanted to say Goodnight before I went to sleep. I had a lovely dinner with my family. I’m really tired. I hope you call me tomorrow. TTYL
     
    Me: Goodnight Peaches. Glad you had a nice dinner. I wouldn’t miss calling you even if the world were ending.
     
    I put the phone back in my pocket, took a box from the trunk and turned around. My dad was standing there. He nearly scared the piss right out of me. I jumped back so hard that I dropped the box I had in my arms.
    “Jesus Dad!  You scared the crap out of me!” He was laughing so hard he was hunched over.
    “Sorry I thought you heard me walk up,” he said after slowing his laughter. I noticed a difference in my father. It was like he had softened up a bit. He was no longer the inaccessible attorney who had been hard on me, always pushing me to be the best. Seeing him look so carefree was odd to me.
    “I’m glad I can amuse you,” I said because he was looking at me and smiling ear to ear.
    “Sorry, I thought it was funny. It looked like you were going to pee yourself!”
    “I nearly did! It is pitch dark out here and you’re sneaking up on people.” I think I probably would have heard him if I wasn’t engrossed in reading the text from Misty.
    “Come on. Let’s get you unloaded and into the house,” he said while grabbing the box I had dropped.
    Over the next hour, my father and I carried my stuff to my room. I figured that he would start in on me about my career choice, but he didn’t. He helped me without saying too much.
    “So are you happy you are out of

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