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Chapter 14
Mallory lives so close, that I don't feel like driving. A little before four, I leave the house with my jacket on, and phone in hand. As I start to walk, I see something blur in my peripheral vision. I turn around quickly. Nothing is there; I figure my mind is just playing tricks with me, so I continue to walk to Malz.
As I turn onto her street, I see her sitting on her front steps, with her head in hands. Her dog Duke, who's a Weimaraner, is lying down next to her. His ears perk up as I walk up the driveway.
"Hey Duke," I call as he trots over to me, "Hey Mal," I say bending down and petting his head. I walk over to the sulking Mallory, and sit next to her, "What's wrong?" I ask. She looks up at me.
"I can't find something to wear," She pouts. I shake my head.
"Why do you think I'm here ninety minutes early?" I tease. She smiles and jumps up. I walk into her house with Duke behind me, "Hi Mr. Adams, I'm here again" I say sticking my head into the computer room.
"You left?" He jokes, and I laugh. I walk up the stairs where Mallory has already bounded up to her room. Two of her walls are grey and two are inkberry. I had helped her paint them, when I had helped Alexis paint her walls. She is sitting on her bed starring at her closet. I walk over, and sit next to her.
"What should I wear?" She says tap her fingers against her leg. I tilt my head, and then I hear a crash. I look around.
"Did you hear that?" I ask.
"Hear what?" She asks. I shake my head.
"Never mind," I say getting up and looking through her closet. I pull out a pair of light blue jeans, and throw them at Mallory. I then walk over to her dresser. I pull open a draw. I shuffle through her clothes, and find a long sleeve-less gray tunic. I grab a white t-shirt and throw it all at Mallory. She looks at the clothes and then at me.
"Seriously?" She asks. I shake my head.
"No," I say, "Now put it on!" I say turning to face her closet.
"Okay," She calls out. I turn around, and smile, "How do I look?"
"Awesome," I say, "Just one thing," I get down on the floor and look under her dresser. I pull out her neat grey converse, "Wear these," I say. She slips them on with a bit of struggle.
"I look dressed up next to you," She complains. I look down at what I'm wearing. A pair of ripped jeans, a green and white cap sleeve shirt, and my black hoodie over it; my hoodie says "SAVE DARFUR Don't look away, stop genocide now," in green, red, and white print. I also have a Darfur pin that says, "It's not about our people & their people, it's about people," I had always been a big Darfur supporter.
"I'm not the one who is having their boy friend over for dinner," I say. Mallory makes a growling noise, "Nice kitty," I joke.
We hang in her room until the door bell rings. Mallory runs downstairs yelling, "I GOT IT!" I walk downstairs and into the kitchen.
"Hi Marlene," I say sitting down at the counter, "What's for dinner?" I ask.
"I made ziti," She says still fixing the food. Marlene's ziti was the best! But then, I realized I couldn't eat it. It had meat in it. Damn it, I think to myself, "I made it without meat though, Mallory told me that you're a vegetarian now," She says turning to face me with a smile on. I smile back.
"Thanks Marlene," I say happily. Then Mallory walks into the kitchen dragging Jacob by his arm. I laugh, "Hi Jake," I say, "What's up?" I say getting up. He smirks at me.
"Hi Jacob," Mrs. Adams says wiping her hands on a towel, "It's nice to have you over," She sticks her hand out, Jacob shakes her hand.
"Dinner's just about ready, why don't you go and sit down in the den," I walk through the kitchen with Mal and Jacob behind me. I have been over to this house so often; it's like my second home! I walk past the table and go to sit on the large grayish L shaped couch. I sit down one section away from the corner; it's my spot! Mallory and Jacob are holding hands when they sit down.
"You like very nice tonight," He smiles. Mallory blushes.
"Thanks," She says brushing a piece of her curly hair behind her ear. I roll my eyes. They lean in to kiss each other.
"Hello Mr. Adams!" I say loudly. They both go back to sitting up perfectly straight. Mr. Adams walks in and sits down at the end of the L, he is sitting closest to me.
"So Jacob," He starts, this ought to be good, I think leaning against the couch, "When did you move to Glastonbury?" He asks.
"The beginning of February," He says in a relaxed tone.
"Dad," Mallory says, "Can we please not have twenty-thousand questions?" Mr. Adams scowls.
"Dinners ready," Marlene says as she walks down the two steps into the dining room. She is carrying a large platter. She places it on the table. I get up and sit down. Jared, Malz younger brother comes down. He looks at Jacob.
"You're a snot face," He says sitting down. I start to laugh and sit down next to Jared. Normally I sit next to Mallory, but since Jacob is here's I don't Also Lauren's out tonight. Mallory hits Jared in the back of the head as she walks around to the other side of the table. I smile.
After dinner, Marlene brought out cookies and milk! The cookies were chocolate chocolate, my favorite of hers. I take a few and put them on a napkin. I take a bite into the soft mushy and warm cookie. I smile.
"You are a chocolate goddess," I say.
"Why thank you Cleo," she says smiling. I see Jacob eyeing the cookies suspiciously.
"Try one Jake," Mallory says picking one up and handing it to Jacob. He takes a bite.
"These are really good," He says taking another. We all laugh. Tonight had been fun, everyone together, and getting along. The night seems to have taken my worries, fears and problems, and shove them under a rug. I knew that it wouldn't last, the peace and serenity, but I was okay with that.