Chapter 7
Having the limo meet us downtown cost us a little more. Who am I kidding, it cost us a lot more. But it was worth it for what we had planned. Being as this was the corporate office where my date's dad worked, convincing the limo company to meet us here was no problem. Limos are coming in and out of here all the time. The parking passes helped also, it will keep our cars hidden from snooping people and actually give us last minute cover in case either of us was followed. Diffidently worked hard to keep this under wraps.
Thinking of my date's dad reminds me of how much I miss my dad. It hurt so much back then I didn't think I would ever feel right again. 3 years ago, I was out riding my bike on a Friday evening, like I always do. The Kankers were chasing the Ed's, and the rest of the group running wild. Yep just like always. I was sitting laughing at the Ed's and Kankers when all of a sudden we hear my mom screaming for me. This wasn't calling me in from play like when I was little, no this was a down outright scream. Every kid stopped in their tracks, even the Kankers. I think every bird and bug stopped also. I spun my bike and headed for home just as fast as I could as she was still screaming. I think every kid followed also, not too sure on that. When I got home mom just grabbed me off my bike and pushed me to the car and off we went. She told me my dad had been in an accident on the way home and we were rushing to the Hospital. After that I remember very little of the trip.
When my mom checked in at the Emergency Room desk, they took us to a private waiting room. Shortly the Doctor and 2 Police Officers came in and I immediately went cold. I knew what had happen to my dad. A drunk driver had ran a red light and T-Bone my dad's car right in the Driver's door. He never knew what had hit him. My mom had to go identify my dad and prepare for final arrangements, I knew I just couldn't face that right now, and elected to sit out in the waiting room. I remember sitting crying not caring who saw me. I felt a shadow over me and my name being called softly. I looked up thinking it was my mom telling me it was time to go. What I saw was Edd with a sad look on his face. Right then I had to be held by someone, and went to hug Double D, I know I cried a lot more in that waiting room just holding him.
I'm not sure of the trip home only me and Edd sat in the back while my mom sat upfront with some one else. At home I remember sitting in the kitchen and wondering where Double D was. Mom said he was going to get some stuff and be right back. The next few day were nothing but a blur, people coming and going, family long forgotten, and lots of tears. I know that water ran over my head so I knew I had been taking a shower, but I don't remember doing it. Somehow every time I needed someone Double D was there. The funeral allowed me to put closer on the whole ordeal, actually being able to see my dad and saying goodbye.
After I quit crying and coming back to my senses, mom told Double D that he could go home now and thanked him for all his help. When I saw him leave with a suitcase, I was wondering if he stayed over here or not and what he had done to help out. I may not know but I know I felt a great sadness when he left. Life soon turn to normal on the Cul-de-Sac, well as normal as could be. Sara played with Jimmy and Johnny. Rolf still had his animals and garden. The Ed's were still the Ed's with the Kankers chasing after them.
My date and I were able to spend more time with each other without the others know about it. Sneaking off has become something we were getting good at. There were a few close calls. One time was when we were in the old junk yard and Eddy walked by calling for Double D like his life depended on it. That was nothing new. We had to stay very close and very quite while he was walking around. Who needs the news when you have an Eddy. He tells everything he hears and see.
About that time I see a white Sport SUV pull into the parking lot and head in my direction. I give a big smile knowing that my date is here and our ride will be shortly. The car pulls into the parking space next to my truck and the door opens. The driver is tall and slender with jet black hair down to their hips. God I love to run my fingers through that hair, so soft and shinny. Closing the door and hitting the button for the lock and car chirps, and my date approaches eyeing me through mirror Ray Bans with a hunger that I know I feel also. A kiss as soft and sweet as could ever be, deep and passionate, we greet each other. No words are needed, we both know each other so well. Yet as always my voice will be heard. "You look as beautiful as ever, you know that." "And you like to flatter me too much, You know THAT"? Cheesy right?
After another deep kiss, the sound of a motor turning off the road breaks our embrace. The Black (my idea) Hummer Limo pulls into the parking lot and right up to us. "Have any trouble finding us?" I ask. "Nope, been to this building lots of times, and the instructions were dead on I see" the driver responds, "the coordinated outfits were a dead giveaway." while the Driver holds the door, I allow my date to get in and I follow like a perfect gentleman. Did I just say that? Me, Kevin Murphy, a gentleman. Oh the irony of that statement. The driver returns to the front and off we are off to shake up Peach Creek High, and to enjoy our first date with our friends. I hope.
