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Note: This might not be an A/E. I don't know what I'm aiming for now. I'm going to just explore and see what happens, since I honestly don't have a plan at this point in time. I also intend for it to be A/N, as you'll see this chapter.
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"Amy?" a voice questioned. The voice sounded very familiar to the girls ears. She pulled away from her brothers friend, Brian McAdam, and stood, her back to the voice. Brian raised an inquiring eyebrow at her. The girl slowly turned around, and faced Ephram Brown.
"Ephram...," she said meekly.
"Amy?!" this time, an incredeous tone filled his voice. "What the hell?"
"Ephram, I can explain--"
Ephram held up a hand, stopping her. "Don't bother. I was a fool to believe that kiss yesterday meant anything."
"Ephram," Amy begged. Ephram shook his head.
"Don't bother. I... Amy, just leave me alone, okay?"
"It's not what it seems, Ephram!" Amy exclaimed, her voice begging him to listen.
"Oh really? I think it's exactly what it seems. Open your pretty eyes, Amy. You were just making out with this... this... this asswipe over here. And it's not what it seems?" Ephram raged, throwing his hands up in utter fustration. Brian's face turned red. Amy squeezed her eyes closed.
"This isn't happening," she murmered. "It isn't... Ephram. I'm sorry. I kissed Brian, yes, but it meant nothing." She took a step forward, reaching out for Ephram. "It wasn't like when I kiss you." Her eyes begged him to believe her. Ephram shook his head.
"I've got to go."
"Please don't." Ephram shook his head. With a last longing glance at Amy, he turned and walked away. Amy stood, in shock, not able to believe the fact Ephram had caught her with Brian. She turned to face Brian. "Thanks a lot, Brian."
"Don't pin this on me. Like they say, it takes two to tango." He smirked.
"Brian McAdam, that is NOT funny. I was not intending on kissing you. I just broke up with my longterm boyfriend-- I told you it was too soon!"
"Then why'd you do it?"
Amy flushed. "Because...," she shrugged. "I don't know. It just... felt like... a moment? UGH. Just leave me. You might of just ruined everything Ephram and I could have had."
"Why would you want to be with that loser freak anyway?" Brian questioned. Amy flushed. She couldn't find an answer.
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As Ephram stormed away, he smacked into somebody. His CD player crashed to the ground.
"Damn it!" He cursed, bending down to pick it up. Once he made sure nothing had been ruined, he looked at the person he had slammed into. It was his friend, Wendell.
"Mind helping me up, Ephram?" Wendell said, dusting off his knees. Ephram stuck a hand out, and hoisted Wendell up. "Thanks, man. Oh, hey, guess what?"
"Hmm?" Ephram fixed his head phones, and raised the volume on his music.
"My birthday is next weekend. And I convinced my parents to rent out the school gym for Friday night. We've got it from seven to one A.M." Wendell raised a keychain, and dangled it in his face. Two gold keys were attached.
"We?"
"Yes, bro. You and I. Me and You. WE," he said, grinning. "I can't start decorating until next Friday, after four thirty. That gives two and a half hours to set up." Wendell stuck the keys in his pocket, and began to walk.
"To set up what, exactly?"
"Decorations."
Ephram snorted, imagining frilly pink hearts hanging, and then he imagined Wendell dancing with Mrs. Fitzgerald, they're ugly, fat, science teacher. "Sounds great, man," Ephram said, sarcastically.
"I know. And I hired a DJ. And guess what?-- You're going to be there!"
"Slow down a minute. I'm not going to be there."
"Ohhh, yes, you are. The whole school is invited, provided they bring a gift. But see, the point of it is, is that Amy is going to be there." Wendell waggled his eyebrows up and down.
"So?"
"SO? Is that all you have to say, man? She broke up wit Colin! This is your prime time to step right in!"
"In case you haven't realized, Wendell, Amy would never fall for me. She's already got a new boyfriend anyway."
Wendell stopped. "Already? Who?"
"Some jock," Ephram said, and walked away quickly, leaving Wendell staring after him. _____________
That day, as Andy was preparing dinner (or atleast trying to), Nina walked in. Her eyes were still puffy, and she looked highly upset. Andy smiled when he saw her-- but when he saw the state she was in, the smile slowly faded.
"Nina, what's wrong?" he asked, wiping his hands on his apron. Nina sat down at the kitchen table.
"I'm ready to talk now," she whispered.
"About Carl?"
"Yes." Andy walked over, and sat across from her. "The divorce is final."
"What? Divorce?! You said he left, Nina, you never said you were getting a divorce!" A tear spilled down Nina's face, and Andy lowered his voice. "I'm sorry. It's coming as a bit of a shock, is all." Nina nodded, and continued.
"We broke up on his last visit." Andy waited for her to go on, but she just stood quiet.
"Why?" he finally said, probing her to go on.
"He had... he had...," Nina started, then burst into tears. Her blonde hair spooled over her face, hiding her from Andy. Suddenly, Andy felt very uncomfortable. "An affair," she finished. Andy could feel his eyes widen, and his jaw dropped.
"Wi-with who?" he stuttered. Nina just waved her hand, dismissing the question. Andy bit his lip. "Are you okay, Nina?" Nina wiped her eyes with the back of her hand, and looked up. Her eyes were even puffier, and her cheeks were red.
"I will be," she said, staring at Andy. "I will be." The two just stared at each other, caught up in the moment. 'What's happening?' Andy thought to himself. Across the table, Nina was thinking the same thing.
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At dinner that night, both Andy and Ephram were eerily quiet. Delia, however, made up for them by chatting all through dinner. Finally, though, even she seemed to sense something was up.
"Daddy? Ephram? Are you two all right?"
"Yeah," Ephram mumbled.
"Just fine," Andy said in a distracted manor. Delia bit her lip, and looked down to the lumpy mashed potatoes on her plate.
"Dad?" She said again.
"What is it, Delia?"
"Dad, you never did get me the pony you promised me," she said coyly. "You said, 'Who wants to move to Everwood and get a pony', and I still haven't seen my pony." Delia looked intently at her father. She figured this was a good of a time as any to bring up her father's broken promise.
"A patient I treated a few weeks ago had a horse. Perhaps she'll let you ride it."
"When?" Delia pressed.
"I'd have to call and ask, first. Kate (I think this was her name. I'm not sure, let me know.) had a very serious operation preformed. She might not feel up to it for awhile."
"Kate?" Ephram said, suddenly, dropping his fork on his plate. "You mean the one who was dating my piano teacher?" Andy nodded. "Delia, you don't want to ride her horse."
"Ephram!" Andy scolded.
"What? I didn't say anything bad." He turned back to Delia. "Find a place around here, or maybe in Denver, where they do horse back riding trail rides. The weather has been nice, with Spring behing here and all, and I'll take you one day."
"Cool!" Delia said. "Daddy, can I be excused? I'm done, and you haven't even touched your food. And all Ephram has been doing is swirling everything in his mashed potatoes, and it's making me sick." Ephram looked down at his place and his cheeks tinged with red.
"Go ahead, honey. Go get ready for bed, too. I'll be up to tuck you in soon." Delia merely nodded and slipped away from the table. "So what's got you all dazed?" Andy asked his son. Ephram shrugged.
"Life." With that, he pushed his chair back and left the table. Andy sighed. Even now he was having a hard time getting through to Ephram. And it always seemed Ephram blocked him out when he needed his fater the most.
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A/N: How is it? I hope I did okay with the transitions from Ephram to Andy. Let me know what you think. And thanks for the reviews so far! *hugs you all*
Note: This might not be an A/E. I don't know what I'm aiming for now. I'm going to just explore and see what happens, since I honestly don't have a plan at this point in time. I also intend for it to be A/N, as you'll see this chapter.
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"Amy?" a voice questioned. The voice sounded very familiar to the girls ears. She pulled away from her brothers friend, Brian McAdam, and stood, her back to the voice. Brian raised an inquiring eyebrow at her. The girl slowly turned around, and faced Ephram Brown.
"Ephram...," she said meekly.
"Amy?!" this time, an incredeous tone filled his voice. "What the hell?"
"Ephram, I can explain--"
Ephram held up a hand, stopping her. "Don't bother. I was a fool to believe that kiss yesterday meant anything."
"Ephram," Amy begged. Ephram shook his head.
"Don't bother. I... Amy, just leave me alone, okay?"
"It's not what it seems, Ephram!" Amy exclaimed, her voice begging him to listen.
"Oh really? I think it's exactly what it seems. Open your pretty eyes, Amy. You were just making out with this... this... this asswipe over here. And it's not what it seems?" Ephram raged, throwing his hands up in utter fustration. Brian's face turned red. Amy squeezed her eyes closed.
"This isn't happening," she murmered. "It isn't... Ephram. I'm sorry. I kissed Brian, yes, but it meant nothing." She took a step forward, reaching out for Ephram. "It wasn't like when I kiss you." Her eyes begged him to believe her. Ephram shook his head.
"I've got to go."
"Please don't." Ephram shook his head. With a last longing glance at Amy, he turned and walked away. Amy stood, in shock, not able to believe the fact Ephram had caught her with Brian. She turned to face Brian. "Thanks a lot, Brian."
"Don't pin this on me. Like they say, it takes two to tango." He smirked.
"Brian McAdam, that is NOT funny. I was not intending on kissing you. I just broke up with my longterm boyfriend-- I told you it was too soon!"
"Then why'd you do it?"
Amy flushed. "Because...," she shrugged. "I don't know. It just... felt like... a moment? UGH. Just leave me. You might of just ruined everything Ephram and I could have had."
"Why would you want to be with that loser freak anyway?" Brian questioned. Amy flushed. She couldn't find an answer.
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As Ephram stormed away, he smacked into somebody. His CD player crashed to the ground.
"Damn it!" He cursed, bending down to pick it up. Once he made sure nothing had been ruined, he looked at the person he had slammed into. It was his friend, Wendell.
"Mind helping me up, Ephram?" Wendell said, dusting off his knees. Ephram stuck a hand out, and hoisted Wendell up. "Thanks, man. Oh, hey, guess what?"
"Hmm?" Ephram fixed his head phones, and raised the volume on his music.
"My birthday is next weekend. And I convinced my parents to rent out the school gym for Friday night. We've got it from seven to one A.M." Wendell raised a keychain, and dangled it in his face. Two gold keys were attached.
"We?"
"Yes, bro. You and I. Me and You. WE," he said, grinning. "I can't start decorating until next Friday, after four thirty. That gives two and a half hours to set up." Wendell stuck the keys in his pocket, and began to walk.
"To set up what, exactly?"
"Decorations."
Ephram snorted, imagining frilly pink hearts hanging, and then he imagined Wendell dancing with Mrs. Fitzgerald, they're ugly, fat, science teacher. "Sounds great, man," Ephram said, sarcastically.
"I know. And I hired a DJ. And guess what?-- You're going to be there!"
"Slow down a minute. I'm not going to be there."
"Ohhh, yes, you are. The whole school is invited, provided they bring a gift. But see, the point of it is, is that Amy is going to be there." Wendell waggled his eyebrows up and down.
"So?"
"SO? Is that all you have to say, man? She broke up wit Colin! This is your prime time to step right in!"
"In case you haven't realized, Wendell, Amy would never fall for me. She's already got a new boyfriend anyway."
Wendell stopped. "Already? Who?"
"Some jock," Ephram said, and walked away quickly, leaving Wendell staring after him. _____________
That day, as Andy was preparing dinner (or atleast trying to), Nina walked in. Her eyes were still puffy, and she looked highly upset. Andy smiled when he saw her-- but when he saw the state she was in, the smile slowly faded.
"Nina, what's wrong?" he asked, wiping his hands on his apron. Nina sat down at the kitchen table.
"I'm ready to talk now," she whispered.
"About Carl?"
"Yes." Andy walked over, and sat across from her. "The divorce is final."
"What? Divorce?! You said he left, Nina, you never said you were getting a divorce!" A tear spilled down Nina's face, and Andy lowered his voice. "I'm sorry. It's coming as a bit of a shock, is all." Nina nodded, and continued.
"We broke up on his last visit." Andy waited for her to go on, but she just stood quiet.
"Why?" he finally said, probing her to go on.
"He had... he had...," Nina started, then burst into tears. Her blonde hair spooled over her face, hiding her from Andy. Suddenly, Andy felt very uncomfortable. "An affair," she finished. Andy could feel his eyes widen, and his jaw dropped.
"Wi-with who?" he stuttered. Nina just waved her hand, dismissing the question. Andy bit his lip. "Are you okay, Nina?" Nina wiped her eyes with the back of her hand, and looked up. Her eyes were even puffier, and her cheeks were red.
"I will be," she said, staring at Andy. "I will be." The two just stared at each other, caught up in the moment. 'What's happening?' Andy thought to himself. Across the table, Nina was thinking the same thing.
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At dinner that night, both Andy and Ephram were eerily quiet. Delia, however, made up for them by chatting all through dinner. Finally, though, even she seemed to sense something was up.
"Daddy? Ephram? Are you two all right?"
"Yeah," Ephram mumbled.
"Just fine," Andy said in a distracted manor. Delia bit her lip, and looked down to the lumpy mashed potatoes on her plate.
"Dad?" She said again.
"What is it, Delia?"
"Dad, you never did get me the pony you promised me," she said coyly. "You said, 'Who wants to move to Everwood and get a pony', and I still haven't seen my pony." Delia looked intently at her father. She figured this was a good of a time as any to bring up her father's broken promise.
"A patient I treated a few weeks ago had a horse. Perhaps she'll let you ride it."
"When?" Delia pressed.
"I'd have to call and ask, first. Kate (I think this was her name. I'm not sure, let me know.) had a very serious operation preformed. She might not feel up to it for awhile."
"Kate?" Ephram said, suddenly, dropping his fork on his plate. "You mean the one who was dating my piano teacher?" Andy nodded. "Delia, you don't want to ride her horse."
"Ephram!" Andy scolded.
"What? I didn't say anything bad." He turned back to Delia. "Find a place around here, or maybe in Denver, where they do horse back riding trail rides. The weather has been nice, with Spring behing here and all, and I'll take you one day."
"Cool!" Delia said. "Daddy, can I be excused? I'm done, and you haven't even touched your food. And all Ephram has been doing is swirling everything in his mashed potatoes, and it's making me sick." Ephram looked down at his place and his cheeks tinged with red.
"Go ahead, honey. Go get ready for bed, too. I'll be up to tuck you in soon." Delia merely nodded and slipped away from the table. "So what's got you all dazed?" Andy asked his son. Ephram shrugged.
"Life." With that, he pushed his chair back and left the table. Andy sighed. Even now he was having a hard time getting through to Ephram. And it always seemed Ephram blocked him out when he needed his fater the most.
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A/N: How is it? I hope I did okay with the transitions from Ephram to Andy. Let me know what you think. And thanks for the reviews so far! *hugs you all*
