Chapter Six: The Full Truth
Gregory explained everything to me that night. It was the wildest story I had ever heard. I couldn't believe my own mother was capable of the things he was accusing her of. "Trevor and Anthony were twins," Gregory began, "I had them in a previous relationship and they came to live here with Maxine and I when we married. "They came to know Maxine as their mother. Hannah, Fred and Zack still lived here then and-" "Wait, Fred?" I asked. Was he talking about Pop? "Yes, Fred and Zack were brothers," he said. My eyes widened, this was getting stranger and stranger by the minute. "Hannah and Zack were engaged, they already had you. But then one day Zack decided to join the army, he left you and Hannah here with the rest of us promising he would be back as soon as possible. He didn't give us much notice, just made the announcement one day and was gone the next. "Fred and Hannah started getting closer and eventually it was obvious that they were now a couple. Maxine was furious with both of them for doing this to her favourite son and told them to leave right away. They packed up their things and the next thing I knew Anthony was gone. They had taken him with them and left. "We didn't know why they did it, neither of them were related to him, he would just be an extra burden. I was devastated. I loved my twins very much and it was so painful to wake up and find one of them gone." "Oh my goodness," I breathed, "but if you knew they took him why didn't you go look for him?" "Well, Maxine didn't want this scandal to get out and Hannah did come back one year later, she told us that Anthony had drowned, he was gone. I felt like I had lost my son all over again. "I can't believe this," I said in shock, Trevor and Anthony were twins. Now I understood why Trevor had looked so familiar, he had the same eyes as Anthony. "Well my mother lied Gregory, Anthony is alive, I have been living with him in Monkton for the last sixteen years," I said. He looked at me, "You mean my son didn't drown?" He asked tears streaming down his face. "No!" I cried. I ran over and gave him a hug. He cried and cried for the next few minutes, "We have to get him back!" he said determined. My heart leaped, my brother was going to come back to La Vie and live here! I had missed him so much over the months. I told Gregory the address of our trailer in Monkton and he sent Edwards in the limo with a police officer to get Anthony. Gregory told me that Pop would go to jail for kidnapping Anthony. I wondered what they would do with Mama if they found her, but I didn't ask. I was too excited about seeing Anthony again. Gregory woke up Trevor and Maxine and we all sat in the living room waiting. Maxine sat silently. She was furious. Trevor looked stunned, he had just found out he had a twin and that his mother wasn't really his mother. I remembered how I felt when I found out that Pop wasn't my real father. Like my whole life had been a lie. I sat beside him and whispered in his ear, "I know how you feel right now, I'll be here for you if you need to talk," I looked at me with a dazed look on his face and smiled. We hugged and he whispered back to me, "We aren't related," We both laughed and ignored the way Maxine glared at us. Trevor went to Maxine and hugged her, "Mother, it doesn't matter, you will always be my mother even if it isn't by blood," he told her. She smirked slightly, "You say that now," Trevor's smile faded and he came back and sat beside me. Gregory had explained everything to Trevor, about Anthony and how Maxine wasn't his mother but a woman named Elizabeth was. Trevor had just sat there and listened. It was daylight again before Anthony arrived in the limo. We watched him trudge up the walkway. Arthur opened the door for him and told him where we were. When he stopped in the doorway to the living room I realized how tired he looked. I hoped my leaving hadn't done this to him. But it didn't matter now; we were back together. When he saw me he ran over quickly. "Skye, I've missed you, that note you left, I didn't know where you were." he babbled as he hugged me very tightly. I caught a glimpse of Trevor over Anthony's shoulder and he had a jealous look on his face. That look gave me a bad feeling in the pit of my stomach. When we pulled apart Gregory spoke, "Anthony, my son," he breathed and hugged my brother like a little boy might hug Mickey Mouse at Disney Land. I could see all this was still very unreal to him. He had believed his son was dead all these years after all. Anthony looked at me awkwardly. Maxine stood up and shook Anthony's hand, "Nice to meet you," she said and walked out of the room. We all stared after her. "Maxine!" Gregory called but she didn't turn around. "Well Anthony, I'd like you to meet your twin brother, Trevor," As I looked back and forth between them, I realized how very much they did resemble each other. I was surprised that I hadn't been suspicious earlier. Their hair was the same straight dark brown and their eyes were that beautiful turquoise colour. They had the same nose and the same shaped lips. They weren't identical twins, you could definitely tell them apart. "A twin?" Anthony asked. "Hey," Trevor said. "I can't believe this," Anthony cried. "I know it's hard to swallow, but I will tell you everything tomorrow," Gregory said. He glanced out side at the rising sun and said, "Make that later today, we have to get some sleep," Beatrice showed Anthony to a room close to mine at his request. I saw Trevor's eyes narrow when Anthony asked for this. I ignored it. Anthony came into my room and gazed around in amazement instead of going to sleep. He sat on my bed. "This is so unbelievable," he said lying back. "That's how I felt when I first came here," I said. "Speaking of which, how did you come to live here?" he asked. I explained everything to him, but I left out the part about Frankie Bellows. I didn't see that point of making him angry. I asked him about Lola, Pop, Erin and Tyler. "Well after you left Erin started getting into smoking and drugs," he told me, "I suspected she had even been with a few guys some nights, she denied this of course, but I still suspected," I gasped, "She's only nine!" Anthony nodded sadly. "Tyler became withdrawn and quiet and he never wanted to do anything but sit around the trailer. Pop and Lola were rarely home," he told me. Poor Tyler, I thought, I had done that to him, I made him sad. "I feel awful," I moaned. "Don't worry Skye, we did fine other than the confusion over your disappearance," Anthony reassured me, "Pop didn't even to seem to notice you were gone, though I did catch him staring at your bed for a moment one day," I looked up surprised. I didn't think Pop had ever cared at me. He had known all along I wasn't his daughter, but his brother's. I realized then that Anthony didn't know about my father. "Pop is really my uncle you know," I said. "WHAT?" Anthony cried. "Zack Jamieson was Pop's brother and Zack is my father," I explained. I realized that, that meant that Erin and Tyler were not only my half brother and sister but my cousins. All this was so confusing. Anthony went back to his bedroom an hour later and I fell asleep right away. I woke up to someone shaking me roughly. I opened my eyes, feeling somewhat irritated. Trevor was standing above me. "What time is it?" I asked. "One o'clock PM," he answered. I hadn't gotten to sleep until 9:00am so I wasn't very happy about him waking me up. I rolled over and closed my eyes, indicating to him that I was going back to sleep. "Skye, c'mon, I can't sleep, I want to hang out with you, my ex niece," he said. I faced him and smiled. "Oh yeah, we aren't related," I said, pretending like I had forgotten. He leaned down and kissed me on the lips gently. I was so happy right at this moment. I could be with Trevor without feeling guilty. Then I remembered Anthony and how this would be his first day in La Vie. I couldn't just leave him by himself. I remembered how uncomfortable I had been when I first arrived and Gregory and Maxine had left me alone to fend for myself. "Hey, I've got an idea," I said sitting up, "Let's take Anthony around Toronto," His smile faded and he stood up and went to my dresser and started fiddling with my hairbrush. "Trevor?" I asked surprised he wouldn't want to make up for all the time he had missed with his twin brother. "I want to be alone with you Skye," he said turning around. "But Anthony is confused right now, I don't want to leave him alone," I insisted. "Skye, I saw the way he looked at you last night when he got here, and asked for a room near yours," Trevor said, "and I know he was in here this morning," I glared at him for a second. I thought I was falling in love with Trevor, but the way he was acting like a jealous boyfriend was making my angry. "Trevor, he's my brother," I told him as I stood up and went to the closet for some clothes. "No, he's not your real brother," Trevor countered. "That doesn't matter, he'll always be like a brother to me, and nothing more," I assured him. I gave him a hug and a kiss and went to get dressed. I gave in to Trevor in the end and hung out with him for most of the day. We went to the mall and walked around holding hands. I really felt like we were going out and it felt great. I thought everything was going great. My life was finally taking a turn for the better. But I didn't know how wrong I was.
So life went on at La Vie. It really wasn't all that different from before except I was becoming very close with Trevor and Anthony separately. I tried to urge both of them to spend time with eachother but they neither of them made the effort to do that. The whole story about Trevor and Anthony came out at school. It was pretty hard to avoid that when they looked so much alike. For the first month everyone at school would oohh and aaww over them everyday but eventually it wound back down to the normal routine. Anthony informed me that Erin and Tyler had been sent into foster care because Pop had been put in jail and Lola had been so drunk she couldn't talk when they showed up. There was a trial to send Pop to prison. Gregory and Maxine both testified but neither Anthony nor Trevor did. They were too young at the time to have known the difference. The trial was all over the news and when he was sentenced we knew about it. He was sentenced to fifteen years without parole for pre meditated kidnapping. I didn't feel anything when I saw them put him in handcuffs into the police cruiser. I don't think Anthony felt anything either. I felt safer now that I knew he couldn't find me for fifteen years. My seventeenth birthday was fast approaching and I did want to have a small party but I felt uncomfortable asking Maxine. She wouldn't even let me call her Grandmother let alone do anything special for me. Finally two weeks before the big day I worked up the courage and approached her in the living room. I sat down on the couch and got right to the point. "Maxine, I was wondering if I could have a small party for my birthday," I said. She looked up from her book and smiled," When's your birthday?" "January 23rd," I reminded her. I had told her when my birthday was before but I guess she just didn't care enough to remember. "A small party?" she asked. "Yes," "I don't think so," she said. "But-" "It has to be a big bash, you are a Jamieson, are you not?" she said. That was the first time she even acknowledged that I was related to her. I thanked her profusely and she said she would get right to calling caterers and decorators. I was surprised that she wanted to so much for my birthday when I had only asked for something small. She struck me as the kind of person who did the bare minimum and nothing more. So the planning for my seventeenth birthday started. It was going to be semi formal with a wintry theme. Maxine got really involved into planning everything. She even thought of some good ideas. I invited the whole grade eleven class. Our school was small so it wasn't that many, especially considering we would have no problem fitting one thousand people in La Vie. Everyone was talking about my party the Friday before it was to be held. "It's going to be the party of the year!" Jessica Cartwright raved at lunch. "Oh, it's not going to be that good," Gina Pruitt assured her. Gina had always been jealous of me. I knew she had a massive crush on Anthony and I had even tried to get them together. But Anthony refused. He thought she was annoying and stuck up. I can't say I disagreed. "Anthony is going to be there right?" Gina asked after insulting me. I was used to her attitude though. "Of course," I answered. "You are so lucky to have Trevor and Anthony living in the same house as you!" Jessica squealed. I rolled my eyes. This is what it was like every day for me. Everyone was always telling me how lucky I was. Sure I wasn't related to either of them but to hear someone say I was lucky to have Anthony around just because he was so hot was like me saying to someone, 'Ohmigosh, you are so lucky to have your Dad living with you because he's soooo hot!' I had bought a light blue dress last week that had a frilly hem that started at my ankle on one side and slanted upward to my knee on the other side. Dena was going to do my hair because it turned out she had gone to beauty school and trained to be a beautician. The next day while she was curling my hair I asked her why she was a cook and not a hairdresser. "I fell in love," she said smiling softly. "Where is he now?" I asked curiously. She looked off into space for a moment and then snapped back to reality. "He left me," she stated simply. She didn't show any emotion about it so I didn't pursue it. I thought about how wonderful my party was going to be tonight. Trevor and I had been dating for about a month now and we were very close. I was truly in love with him. We spent as much time together as humanly possible. All my other spare time was spent with Anthony. He seemed to change over the few months he had been at La Vie. He used to be sweet and caring, but the wealth we that had become a part of us was consuming him. He already had a sports car. Gregory had no limits when it came to buying things for Anthony. It seemed to me he was trying to buy his love and it was certainly working. I was so disappointed in Anthony when I heard him talking to his real father as if he owed him something. "C'mon Greg," Anthony begged. He still didn't call his father, Dad. "Anthony I'm sorry but I can't get you a car," Gregory said weakly. "All these year you thought I was dead, you should want to make up for lost time and spend all the money you would have spent," he insisted. Anthony was becoming selfish and greedy and it was scaring me. Now I saw how much money could change people. If it could make someone as sweet and Anthony this way than what could it do to others? Gregory had finally given in and Anthony had a brand new black Mercedes convertible. As he drove away form the house the first day with his new car, I saw a smug look on his face like he knew he had control of his father. It made me sad to see how weak Gregory was and how Anthony could be so spiteful. I shook my head gently and Dena scolded me for moving too much. I wasn't going to think about Anthony anymore. This was my night. But I had no idea how much it would be Anthony's night too.
Gregory explained everything to me that night. It was the wildest story I had ever heard. I couldn't believe my own mother was capable of the things he was accusing her of. "Trevor and Anthony were twins," Gregory began, "I had them in a previous relationship and they came to live here with Maxine and I when we married. "They came to know Maxine as their mother. Hannah, Fred and Zack still lived here then and-" "Wait, Fred?" I asked. Was he talking about Pop? "Yes, Fred and Zack were brothers," he said. My eyes widened, this was getting stranger and stranger by the minute. "Hannah and Zack were engaged, they already had you. But then one day Zack decided to join the army, he left you and Hannah here with the rest of us promising he would be back as soon as possible. He didn't give us much notice, just made the announcement one day and was gone the next. "Fred and Hannah started getting closer and eventually it was obvious that they were now a couple. Maxine was furious with both of them for doing this to her favourite son and told them to leave right away. They packed up their things and the next thing I knew Anthony was gone. They had taken him with them and left. "We didn't know why they did it, neither of them were related to him, he would just be an extra burden. I was devastated. I loved my twins very much and it was so painful to wake up and find one of them gone." "Oh my goodness," I breathed, "but if you knew they took him why didn't you go look for him?" "Well, Maxine didn't want this scandal to get out and Hannah did come back one year later, she told us that Anthony had drowned, he was gone. I felt like I had lost my son all over again. "I can't believe this," I said in shock, Trevor and Anthony were twins. Now I understood why Trevor had looked so familiar, he had the same eyes as Anthony. "Well my mother lied Gregory, Anthony is alive, I have been living with him in Monkton for the last sixteen years," I said. He looked at me, "You mean my son didn't drown?" He asked tears streaming down his face. "No!" I cried. I ran over and gave him a hug. He cried and cried for the next few minutes, "We have to get him back!" he said determined. My heart leaped, my brother was going to come back to La Vie and live here! I had missed him so much over the months. I told Gregory the address of our trailer in Monkton and he sent Edwards in the limo with a police officer to get Anthony. Gregory told me that Pop would go to jail for kidnapping Anthony. I wondered what they would do with Mama if they found her, but I didn't ask. I was too excited about seeing Anthony again. Gregory woke up Trevor and Maxine and we all sat in the living room waiting. Maxine sat silently. She was furious. Trevor looked stunned, he had just found out he had a twin and that his mother wasn't really his mother. I remembered how I felt when I found out that Pop wasn't my real father. Like my whole life had been a lie. I sat beside him and whispered in his ear, "I know how you feel right now, I'll be here for you if you need to talk," I looked at me with a dazed look on his face and smiled. We hugged and he whispered back to me, "We aren't related," We both laughed and ignored the way Maxine glared at us. Trevor went to Maxine and hugged her, "Mother, it doesn't matter, you will always be my mother even if it isn't by blood," he told her. She smirked slightly, "You say that now," Trevor's smile faded and he came back and sat beside me. Gregory had explained everything to Trevor, about Anthony and how Maxine wasn't his mother but a woman named Elizabeth was. Trevor had just sat there and listened. It was daylight again before Anthony arrived in the limo. We watched him trudge up the walkway. Arthur opened the door for him and told him where we were. When he stopped in the doorway to the living room I realized how tired he looked. I hoped my leaving hadn't done this to him. But it didn't matter now; we were back together. When he saw me he ran over quickly. "Skye, I've missed you, that note you left, I didn't know where you were." he babbled as he hugged me very tightly. I caught a glimpse of Trevor over Anthony's shoulder and he had a jealous look on his face. That look gave me a bad feeling in the pit of my stomach. When we pulled apart Gregory spoke, "Anthony, my son," he breathed and hugged my brother like a little boy might hug Mickey Mouse at Disney Land. I could see all this was still very unreal to him. He had believed his son was dead all these years after all. Anthony looked at me awkwardly. Maxine stood up and shook Anthony's hand, "Nice to meet you," she said and walked out of the room. We all stared after her. "Maxine!" Gregory called but she didn't turn around. "Well Anthony, I'd like you to meet your twin brother, Trevor," As I looked back and forth between them, I realized how very much they did resemble each other. I was surprised that I hadn't been suspicious earlier. Their hair was the same straight dark brown and their eyes were that beautiful turquoise colour. They had the same nose and the same shaped lips. They weren't identical twins, you could definitely tell them apart. "A twin?" Anthony asked. "Hey," Trevor said. "I can't believe this," Anthony cried. "I know it's hard to swallow, but I will tell you everything tomorrow," Gregory said. He glanced out side at the rising sun and said, "Make that later today, we have to get some sleep," Beatrice showed Anthony to a room close to mine at his request. I saw Trevor's eyes narrow when Anthony asked for this. I ignored it. Anthony came into my room and gazed around in amazement instead of going to sleep. He sat on my bed. "This is so unbelievable," he said lying back. "That's how I felt when I first came here," I said. "Speaking of which, how did you come to live here?" he asked. I explained everything to him, but I left out the part about Frankie Bellows. I didn't see that point of making him angry. I asked him about Lola, Pop, Erin and Tyler. "Well after you left Erin started getting into smoking and drugs," he told me, "I suspected she had even been with a few guys some nights, she denied this of course, but I still suspected," I gasped, "She's only nine!" Anthony nodded sadly. "Tyler became withdrawn and quiet and he never wanted to do anything but sit around the trailer. Pop and Lola were rarely home," he told me. Poor Tyler, I thought, I had done that to him, I made him sad. "I feel awful," I moaned. "Don't worry Skye, we did fine other than the confusion over your disappearance," Anthony reassured me, "Pop didn't even to seem to notice you were gone, though I did catch him staring at your bed for a moment one day," I looked up surprised. I didn't think Pop had ever cared at me. He had known all along I wasn't his daughter, but his brother's. I realized then that Anthony didn't know about my father. "Pop is really my uncle you know," I said. "WHAT?" Anthony cried. "Zack Jamieson was Pop's brother and Zack is my father," I explained. I realized that, that meant that Erin and Tyler were not only my half brother and sister but my cousins. All this was so confusing. Anthony went back to his bedroom an hour later and I fell asleep right away. I woke up to someone shaking me roughly. I opened my eyes, feeling somewhat irritated. Trevor was standing above me. "What time is it?" I asked. "One o'clock PM," he answered. I hadn't gotten to sleep until 9:00am so I wasn't very happy about him waking me up. I rolled over and closed my eyes, indicating to him that I was going back to sleep. "Skye, c'mon, I can't sleep, I want to hang out with you, my ex niece," he said. I faced him and smiled. "Oh yeah, we aren't related," I said, pretending like I had forgotten. He leaned down and kissed me on the lips gently. I was so happy right at this moment. I could be with Trevor without feeling guilty. Then I remembered Anthony and how this would be his first day in La Vie. I couldn't just leave him by himself. I remembered how uncomfortable I had been when I first arrived and Gregory and Maxine had left me alone to fend for myself. "Hey, I've got an idea," I said sitting up, "Let's take Anthony around Toronto," His smile faded and he stood up and went to my dresser and started fiddling with my hairbrush. "Trevor?" I asked surprised he wouldn't want to make up for all the time he had missed with his twin brother. "I want to be alone with you Skye," he said turning around. "But Anthony is confused right now, I don't want to leave him alone," I insisted. "Skye, I saw the way he looked at you last night when he got here, and asked for a room near yours," Trevor said, "and I know he was in here this morning," I glared at him for a second. I thought I was falling in love with Trevor, but the way he was acting like a jealous boyfriend was making my angry. "Trevor, he's my brother," I told him as I stood up and went to the closet for some clothes. "No, he's not your real brother," Trevor countered. "That doesn't matter, he'll always be like a brother to me, and nothing more," I assured him. I gave him a hug and a kiss and went to get dressed. I gave in to Trevor in the end and hung out with him for most of the day. We went to the mall and walked around holding hands. I really felt like we were going out and it felt great. I thought everything was going great. My life was finally taking a turn for the better. But I didn't know how wrong I was.
So life went on at La Vie. It really wasn't all that different from before except I was becoming very close with Trevor and Anthony separately. I tried to urge both of them to spend time with eachother but they neither of them made the effort to do that. The whole story about Trevor and Anthony came out at school. It was pretty hard to avoid that when they looked so much alike. For the first month everyone at school would oohh and aaww over them everyday but eventually it wound back down to the normal routine. Anthony informed me that Erin and Tyler had been sent into foster care because Pop had been put in jail and Lola had been so drunk she couldn't talk when they showed up. There was a trial to send Pop to prison. Gregory and Maxine both testified but neither Anthony nor Trevor did. They were too young at the time to have known the difference. The trial was all over the news and when he was sentenced we knew about it. He was sentenced to fifteen years without parole for pre meditated kidnapping. I didn't feel anything when I saw them put him in handcuffs into the police cruiser. I don't think Anthony felt anything either. I felt safer now that I knew he couldn't find me for fifteen years. My seventeenth birthday was fast approaching and I did want to have a small party but I felt uncomfortable asking Maxine. She wouldn't even let me call her Grandmother let alone do anything special for me. Finally two weeks before the big day I worked up the courage and approached her in the living room. I sat down on the couch and got right to the point. "Maxine, I was wondering if I could have a small party for my birthday," I said. She looked up from her book and smiled," When's your birthday?" "January 23rd," I reminded her. I had told her when my birthday was before but I guess she just didn't care enough to remember. "A small party?" she asked. "Yes," "I don't think so," she said. "But-" "It has to be a big bash, you are a Jamieson, are you not?" she said. That was the first time she even acknowledged that I was related to her. I thanked her profusely and she said she would get right to calling caterers and decorators. I was surprised that she wanted to so much for my birthday when I had only asked for something small. She struck me as the kind of person who did the bare minimum and nothing more. So the planning for my seventeenth birthday started. It was going to be semi formal with a wintry theme. Maxine got really involved into planning everything. She even thought of some good ideas. I invited the whole grade eleven class. Our school was small so it wasn't that many, especially considering we would have no problem fitting one thousand people in La Vie. Everyone was talking about my party the Friday before it was to be held. "It's going to be the party of the year!" Jessica Cartwright raved at lunch. "Oh, it's not going to be that good," Gina Pruitt assured her. Gina had always been jealous of me. I knew she had a massive crush on Anthony and I had even tried to get them together. But Anthony refused. He thought she was annoying and stuck up. I can't say I disagreed. "Anthony is going to be there right?" Gina asked after insulting me. I was used to her attitude though. "Of course," I answered. "You are so lucky to have Trevor and Anthony living in the same house as you!" Jessica squealed. I rolled my eyes. This is what it was like every day for me. Everyone was always telling me how lucky I was. Sure I wasn't related to either of them but to hear someone say I was lucky to have Anthony around just because he was so hot was like me saying to someone, 'Ohmigosh, you are so lucky to have your Dad living with you because he's soooo hot!' I had bought a light blue dress last week that had a frilly hem that started at my ankle on one side and slanted upward to my knee on the other side. Dena was going to do my hair because it turned out she had gone to beauty school and trained to be a beautician. The next day while she was curling my hair I asked her why she was a cook and not a hairdresser. "I fell in love," she said smiling softly. "Where is he now?" I asked curiously. She looked off into space for a moment and then snapped back to reality. "He left me," she stated simply. She didn't show any emotion about it so I didn't pursue it. I thought about how wonderful my party was going to be tonight. Trevor and I had been dating for about a month now and we were very close. I was truly in love with him. We spent as much time together as humanly possible. All my other spare time was spent with Anthony. He seemed to change over the few months he had been at La Vie. He used to be sweet and caring, but the wealth we that had become a part of us was consuming him. He already had a sports car. Gregory had no limits when it came to buying things for Anthony. It seemed to me he was trying to buy his love and it was certainly working. I was so disappointed in Anthony when I heard him talking to his real father as if he owed him something. "C'mon Greg," Anthony begged. He still didn't call his father, Dad. "Anthony I'm sorry but I can't get you a car," Gregory said weakly. "All these year you thought I was dead, you should want to make up for lost time and spend all the money you would have spent," he insisted. Anthony was becoming selfish and greedy and it was scaring me. Now I saw how much money could change people. If it could make someone as sweet and Anthony this way than what could it do to others? Gregory had finally given in and Anthony had a brand new black Mercedes convertible. As he drove away form the house the first day with his new car, I saw a smug look on his face like he knew he had control of his father. It made me sad to see how weak Gregory was and how Anthony could be so spiteful. I shook my head gently and Dena scolded me for moving too much. I wasn't going to think about Anthony anymore. This was my night. But I had no idea how much it would be Anthony's night too.