Free Secrets On Lake Drive by Tina Martin

you mommy and looks up to you. He
automatically looks to you for direction.”
    “Well, that’s just probably because I was his
teacher.”
    “And he calls you his mother…”
    “As I recall, that’s your fault. I didn’t
want him to call me mommy because I didn’t want him to get too
attached to me. What’s going to happen when I leave?”
    “I don’t know. I don’t even want to think about that
right now.”
    I finished my glass of water. “Well,
I’m going to bed. Have a good night.” I headed for the
stairs.
    “Goodnight. Oh, and by the way, I really did
have a good time today,” Sean said.
    “Good. You need to let your hair down
once in a while.”
    I smiled and so did he. Then I went upstairs
to prepare for bed.

Chapter 10 – Misunderstood
     
     
    Sean went to work the next day. He usually didn’t
work on Sundays, but he said he needed to tie up some loose ends.
He had a big meeting with one of his clients on Monday and wanted
to be well prepared. I sat in the kitchen while he ate his
Nutri-Grain bar and drank a glass of bitter grapefruit juice. On
his way out, he asked me if his necktie was straight and if he had
any crumbs around his mouth. Isn’t this something ? I felt
like wifey as I straightened his Ralph Lauren Purple Label solid
black tie. There weren’t any crumbs around his mouth – just a pair
of sexy lips and a matching mustache.
    He stayed at the gig for the better part of the day,
while I was at home bored out of my mind. I knew Roman was just as
bored as I was, so I decided to take him to Fun World. I called
Sean a couple of times, and since he didn’t answer, I left a
message for him:
    Sean, it’s about seven o’clock and I’m taking Roman
to Fun World for a little while. So, if you’re looking for us,
that’s where we’ll be. Try not to work too hard. Later.
    Roman and I had a good time at Fun World,
which was filled with screaming children who were running around
frantically looking for the next game where they could score a lot
of tickets. Together, we earned about 583 tickets, which Roman
turned in for prizes – two sour powers, three airheads, five dum
dums, three packs of bottle caps, ten packs of sixlets, twenty
tootsie rolls, six individually wrapped twizzlers, and a
multi-colored neon slinky. All that candy – I’m sure that’s
going to make Sean happy. Yeah, right.
    We had only spent about an hour there, and
after Roman’s candy was bagged, we left. On the way home, Sean
called my cell.
    “Hey, Sean.”
    “Where are you?” he yelled in my ear.
    “I’m in Brookfield. I took Roman to Fun
World. Why are you yelling at me?”
    “I told you to never leave this house
without letting me know first!”
    “I left a message on your cell phone,
Sean!”
    “Which phone?”
    “Your personal number.”
    “Ah’ight. Well, just get here.”
    The nerve of this guy. Don’t know how it
is that he figures he can get angry with me because he didn’t check all of his cell phones, and then he
just hang without even apologizing.
    When we got home, Roman went running up to
his father, showing him all the candy he had. Sean was sitting on
the couch like he was waiting for us to get there. Warren was
sitting in a recliner opposite of Sean.
    I was disappointed and rightly so. Just when I
thought Sean and I were making strides towards getting along, he
springs this on me. If I didn’t know any better, I’d say the
brother had bipolar disorder or something. Whatever he had, I
wasn’t in the mood for it tonight.
    “Hi, Warren,” I said, ignoring Sean
completely.
    “What’s up, Monica? You look tired,” he
replied back.
    “Yeah, I am tired. I’m heading to bed.”
    I was so drained that I didn’t even have the energy
to engage in a decent conversation with Warren. All I wanted was my
bed. I jumped on it, hugged my pillow, and then heard banging on my
door.
    “Who is it?” I yelled, knowing it was
Sean.
    “Who do you think it is?” he yelled
back.
    I got up