Playing the 'Son' Card
“I want to thank you very much for all of your efforts this
morning. Please pass on my best to Liz when you see her, and let
her know that it will be a pleasure for me to work with her to
complete this transaction.”
    Now I was back in my comfort zone,
and could handle the formal thanks. “Thank you, Tony, and thank you
very much Mr. and Mrs. Johnston. I enjoyed meeting you all this
morning. I hope you will have a good flight back to Boston, and I
will let Tony know just as soon as I can about the
acceptance.”
    I knew the sellers had to accept the
offer, but I had no idea when my mom would be able to talk to them.
I could only hope that it would be within the 48 hours, but I kind
of thought she’d know how to reach them quickly if
necessary.
    There were wide smiles on the faces
of the buyers as we all shook hands.
    Mrs. Johnston had a final comment.
“Thank you again, Mr. Evanson, for all of your efforts this
morning, and for getting out here so quickly on this holiday to
help us out. We’ve really enjoyed meeting you, and you are
certainly giving Bellingham a good name.”
    Tony’s smile was broad and genuine
as he listened to his client.
    I looked at all of them, and said,
“Well, thank you all. I’ve got Tony’s contact information, and
we’ll get back to you just as quickly as we can.”
    They headed back to their car, and
took off, leaving me standing beside mom’s car in something
approaching shock.
    I must have stood unmoving for a
couple of minutes before I headed back into the house to check out
that it was all secured properly. I saw that Tony had left one of
his cards on the kitchen table with the feature sheets, so I left
one of mine with it.
    A couple of minutes later, having
satisfied myself that everything was all secure, I climbed back in
to the driver’s seat of mom’s SUV. I had to pause for a moment to
calm myself down. Then I unhooked the printer and computer and put
everything away.
    I put my two copies of the document
in a large envelope, and labeled it with the words ‘Offer to
Purchase,’ and the address of the house.
    With that, I was ready to drive back
to Jack and Sally’s. I should have been more confident, but in fact
I was more nervous. However, I managed to make it back safely to
their driveway and park the car where it had been.
    I climbed out, with the envelope in
hand, and headed inside. For better or worse, I had done what I
did, and I could only hope that my mom would eventually forgive me
for all the rules I’d broken. I only hoped there would be an
upside.
     
     
     
     
    CHAPTER
    12
     
    “Okay, guys,” I called out from the
front entrance way. “I’m back.”
    I’d expected to have to go find
them, but my words brought an almost instant response. The sound of
running footsteps greeted my ears.
    Jesse reached me first, and gave me
a hug. “Hi, Troy. I love you. I’m glad you’re back and you’re
okay.”
    “Whoa, there, Jesse. Are you okay?”
I turned to Trevor. “Is everything okay around here,
Trevor?”
    He’d reached his arms around me,
too. He looked up at me. “Sure, Troy. Everything’s great. I’m just
glad you’re okay. I was a little worried, is all.”
    I suddenly realized that they’d been
concerned about me driving or something, and I felt bad that I’d
put them through the worry.
    I hugged them back as I responded.
“Sure, you two, I’m just fine. No problems with ‘anything’ I did
after I left here, or with the showing of the house that I just
did. I’m sorry if I had you two worried.”
    I realized that I really loved these
two boys, and how much I cared for them, and how much they cared
for me. I really was a fortunate kid to have these two in my
life.
    After a moment in the group hug,
Trevor spoke.
    “Ah, Troy, I have lunch pretty much
ready to go in the kitchen. I figured to try and have it ready for
when you got back, and since you’re pretty much on time, it’s
almost ready.”
    I released him, but Jesse still
clung to

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