We've got work to do. Strip."
"Strip for what?"
"I'm going to measure you for your dress. Strip!"
Rachel saved me…sort of. "You can do her measurements with her clothes on, Mamma," she chastised.
"Oh, I know I can." She pointed at me. "But look at her face! Ha! I just wanted to see her face pucker up like that.
Out, beefy. The women folk have work to do."
Bish laughed and pointed to himself. "I'm beefy, I suppose."
"Well, no one else in this room has his arms stuffed into his sleeves like sausage casings, now do they?
The words for what I want to say right now don't exist. Everything sounds…so cliché.
Shelly CraneBecause after all… You don't choose your life, your life chooses you
Shelly CraneI'm not a baker so I'm not about to sugar coat it for you.
Shelly CraneSweetheart. Are you trying to kill me?
Shelly CraneI like your room," I said truthfully.
"Yeah? I like it too. Mom tried to guy it all up when I left for school but..."
"Guy it all up?" I asked, cocking a questioning brow at him.
"Yeah. When I came back my first break from college, she had decorated everything in swimming. Water waves bedspread. Michael Phelps posters, my old trophies and medals on my shelf. She even had a poster over my bed that said 'Swimmers Do It Right'." I laughed and then covered it with my hand. "Yeah, so I fixed it. I like things plain, not loud.
Dad, he's different. He's not going to take advantage of me."
"I hope not, 'cause I'd hate to go to prison for murder."
I laughed and went to hug him but he wasn't amused.
"Dad, I'll be ok. Caleb is a nice guy and very responsible. I promise you I won't do anything stupid and neither will he. I'm sure he wants to stay alive and keep his limbs intact. Ok?"
"Ok," he conceded with a sigh.
Alright. Have fun. I'm out. Text me if you need me." She leaned to whisper in my ear. "Do you remember the code for a 911 emergency date exit?"
She pulled back to look at me seriously.
"Uh, 911?"
"Good girl." She smiled at me and then at Caleb. Have fun you two!" She waved over her shoulder.
You almost got hit by a truck because you were checking me out?" I joked and he laughed loudly.
"Yeah. Good thing you saved me. It would have been your fault if I didn't make it," he said through a grin.
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