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Ch. 4: Day Three, Becoming
"Well." I looked up to Kelsi, "I think I have a plan." We were in the diner again, "I think I should be Steph."
She was currently speechless-spitting her milkshake onto my clothes.
"What?" I said while wiping off her spit-take.
"Uh…fer cereal?"
"Ooo! Cap'n Crunch?"
She gave me a look, "You know what I mean."
I shrugged, "Why not? I mean, they just lost their son. I think their spirits will definitely rise. They haven't seen Steph for years."
She still didn't seem convinced.
"I'll just...pretend to be her for the rest of the week we're here! It'll make them…happy?"
"Then they realize that you're not her?"
"Who says they won't?"
"I don't know. Say, she comes back or something."
I looked to her with pleading eyes.
Kelsi sighed, "Okay…you have a really odd sense of helping people, you know that?"
..:….:..
I think what I'm doing is just. I mean, maybe it's a little off. But who's on these days anyway? I mean., everyone in town has been buzzing. They've mistaken me as Steph; I might as well milk it for what it's worth.
It took me a while, but after hanging around the local super market, a local who recognized me as Steph have me the address I needed.
It was pretty far-even past Mango Street. Earlier, Kelsi and I went exploring, and thought Mango Street was like the last street in the town. Ever. Basically: my feet really hurt right now.
The home itself was quaint, and after spying it I noticed they also take care of a farm. The house itself looked particularly empty. I walked up the stone stairwell, and looked into the lace curtained windows. I didn't see anyone.
It was then I was thinking that maybe this wasn't such a good idea. I left the doorway, and down the stairwell, thought of a clever way to tell Kelsi that this wasn't a good plan. I almost made it off the property completely until hearing:
"Steph?" I turned; seeing a bright blue eyed, shaggy brunette haired God. I think I've died, and this was God's reward to me.
"You're back?" Back to reality Sharpie! You're Steph as of now.
"Yeah." I smiled, For a little while at least."
He looked into my eyes, "All that city smog dull out your eyes?" His accent was just southern enough to make you melt; along with the rest of him, of course, "How long you stayin'?"
"…Till the twenty-second."
He sighed over dramatically, flinging his arms in the air, "Only that long? I wantcha to stay longer Stephie. Please?"
I gave him a wince-like look, "I can't. Please don't be mad; it took all I had to escape back here."
He hugged me tight, "Well. At least you're here. That's what matters."
…His arms are amazing!, "Yeah. I'm home."
"Come on." He took my hand, smiling, "Ma and Mandy are in the barn. They'll love to see ya." We started to run.
Once we reached the entrance, he had a giddy grin on his face, "Kay. Wait here." He entered.
"Ma!" I heard from the inside, "Mandy!"
"What is it, baby?"
"I have a surprise."
His Mom laughed, "What? Is Dad back from his trip to Topeka?"
I took this as my cue to enter the barn. "My" mother looked to me; her eyes welling up.
"Stephanie?" She hugged me, "Stephanie Autumn!"
"Hey Mom."
"Steph!" Mandy hugged me as soon as "Mom" finished. She then held out her hand; this proceeded to a secret handshake I completely faked my way through.
"You totally bombed Stephie…"
"Well, I haven't seen you in a while." I smiled, tapping her nose, and praying I was pulling this all off.
She smiled, "What happened to your eyes?"
"I have mood ring eyes, Mandy."
"Whoa! I'm jealous."
"Mom" looked to me, "Did something' happen that you needed glasses too?"
"Uh…yeah…"
"On the set of your show, right?" The God saved me; I nodded.
"Freak accident. Bunch of glass everywhere, scratched my cornea or something, now I need them or else I'm basically blind." I smiled, laughing nervously and lightly.
"Mom" smiled, hugging me, "I'm just happy you're home."
"Well…I'm actually her with a friend of mine. We're staying in the Motel in the busier part of town and-"
"Nonsense." "Mom" smiled, "Troy'll make up the spare beds on the barn's loft."
His name's Troy…, "O-Okay. Let me just go get her."
"I'll come with ya. Help ya with your bags 'n' stuff." When he smiled; I died. I just…smile again, Troy!, "Mandy, can you make the beds?"
"Uh huh." She was already halfway up the loft's stairwell.
"Yeah sure, Troy…"
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"Oh my God!" Kelsi whispered as we headed back to the Bolton's home, "You nabbed us heaven compared to that dingy motel!"
I shrugged as Troy led us up to the barn's loft; the stairwell itself not that far away from my "reunion" spot.
"Alright ladies." He smiled, "The blue spread must be your's Kelsi. Looks like Mandy set up your old spread Steph."
I sat down on my bed; my hand feeling the stitches of the blanket.
"Steph and I made that back in the sixth grade." Troy was telling Kelsi, "Steph always wanted to make things. Like one time, when our Daddy wanted to build a new coop for the chickens. Steph was the first person he heard back from." He laughed, "'Member?" He looked to me.
I nodded, "Yeah. And then, I accidentally hammered his hand when he held my nail for me." We both started to laugh. Kelsi gave me an odd stare.
"Alright." Troy smiled, "I'll let you two freshen up; dinner's gonna be ready in a few."
Once he was completely out of the barn, Kelsi gave me an accusing look.
"What was that?"
I shrugged, "I was going off of blind faith."
"Well you best thank the Cosmos. What if you got it wrong? We would've been screwed."
I shrugged, feeling the blanket again, "Maybe I was tapping into their memories." Kelsi laughed.
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