May 9th, 2011

Yes, it was very hard being home and not going to work. Dave wanted to run. He wanted to go help people, but helping people is how he got sick. Jett's crying pulled Dave out of his daydream. He walked into the nursery and looked into the crib.

"What's wrong boy? You miss Mommy?" He asked. The baby began to wail even more, but then Gage soon began to. "Oh don't do that."

Dave scooped Jett up in one arm and grabbed the other six-month-old in his other. He didn't know how Randi could breastfeed both of these guys. He had a hard enough time holding them. Dave walked down the stairs and they started to quiet down.

"Let's go outside." Dave walked outside and placed the boys in a wheel barrel. Okay, so Randi would hit him if she saw he put them in a wheel barrel, but he didn't feel like setting up their stroller. Dave grabbed a blanket off of the clothesline and laid it on the ground. He took the twins out of the barrel and sat down with them.

"Boys," Dave looked around, "This garden is for the brother you'll never know. He was a twin just like you. Ireland is a twin. Did you know that?" He looked down at the boys. They were sucking on each other's fists.

He had wanted these boys for so long and his heart broke every time he looked at them. They were still small. They weren't advancing as fast as the girls had. Dave wondered if they'd ever learn anything. He closed his eyes.

"David Riley Malucci!" Randi snapped as she stepped out onto the porch. "Those boys don't have their jackets on!" Dave groaned.

"We're caught boys." He said as Randi ran down the stairs with their jackets.

"They need their coats on. Their immune systems are too weak to not have them on." Randi said picking Jett up.

"Sorry. I forgot." Dave said putting Gage's jacket on.

"Why is the wheel barrel out?" Randi asked.

"We were going to to some gardening." Dave said. "I was showing them Aaron's garden." Randi smiled and sat down.

"The daisies are already looking pretty nice." She said. Dave nodded.

"We have a wonderful angel who takes care of them." He said.

"Do you think if Aaron had lived that we'd have all these other kids?" Randi asked. Dave looked at her and shrugged.

"Maybe we'd have Sailor, but not the others." He said, "I love how we are though. I love Aaron just as much, but I'm glad with how everything has turned out." She nodded.

"I understand what you're saying." Randi said, "And I agree." Randi snuggled with Jett. "Our lives are finally making sense." Dave chuckled softly bouncing Gage on his knee.

"It's hard to believe that my life makes sense." He said wrapping his free hand around Randi's shoulder. It was great that their lives were finally making sense but it was also scary.

May 23rd, 2011

Lyric slid into the booth grinning brightly. She was having lunch with Brian. She was so happy. Okay, it wasn't a date, but it was good enough for her.

"Can you believe I only have one more year left of college and them on to med school?" Brian beamed.

"I'm so jealous and proud of you." Lyric smiled as she looked at the menu.

"Lyric, I'm sure you can skip a couple of more grades and graduate high school earlier." Brian said, "Have your parents tested your IQ?"

"When I was little." She glanced at him, "You think I can test out of high school altogether?"

"Probably but I recommend going to your senior year." He said, "You won't want to miss out on your senior prom." Lyric rolled her eyes.

"I don't think I'd be able to find a date." She said. Brian smiled softly as the waitress came over.

"May I take your order?" She asked.

"I'll have the cheeseburger with fries." Brian said.

"And I'll have the chicken sandwich with Cole slaw." Lyric smiled as she closed her menu.

"All right. Your menus will be out shortly." The waitress took their menus and left. Brian cleared his throat.

"I need to talk to you about something." Brain said.

"All right." Lyric smiled and folded her hands. Brian was red n the face. Maybe he's going to ask me out, lyric though.

"I have a date." Brian said. Lyric's face fell.

"Oh?" Lyric held her head up, "Do I know her?" brain nodded.

"She's in group with us." He said. Lyric bit her lip.

"Go on." She said.

"Well, I heard that Stacy was going to see that art exhibit so I asked her to go with me." Brian said.

"Stacy?" Lyric's blood began to boil.

"Yeah. She's very nice and we have a lot in common." Brian said.

"Stacy...Stacy...Stacy is a whore!" Lyric snapped and got out of the booth. Everyone stared at Brian as Lyric ran out of the restaurant.

"Shit." Brian groaned.

"Such a mouth on your daughter." An old woman said.

"She's not my daughter." Brian said. He jogged out of the resteraunt and saw Lyric running down the street, "Lyric! Wait!"

"Why should I?" Lyric asked.

"Cause I asked you to." Brian grabbed her shoulder, "Please." Lyric stopped.

"What do you want?" She asked.

"It's just one date, Lyric. It's not like we're getting married." Brian said. Lyric turned around. It broke Brian's heart to see tears in Lyric's eyes.

"You're now going tot ell me that I'm thirteen years younger than you and that it's ridiculous to feel the way I feel. We can never been more than friends." She said. Brian shook his head.

"I won't say that cause I can't predict the future. I don't know what will develop between us when you're eighteen." He said. Lyric sniffled.
"Really?" She asked.

"Really. If I could predict the future, I could pay off my student loans." Brian said. Lyric chuckled as she wiped her eyes, "Why don't we go back inside and feed our faces." Lyric smiled.

"Okay." She said. Brian put his hand on her shoulder and led her back in. It made Lyric feel a little bit better knowing he wasn't pushing her away. Maybe she would grow out of this crush.

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