Chapter 9 - nothing makes sense (poor David Gordon every time he thinks he
is starting to understand God throws him another curve ball)
Gordo sat the last box of his things down in his new bedroom. The time following his junior high graduation had been a whirlwind of events. In the span of about a month, he had graduated junior high, visited Rome, had all kinds of issues with Lizzie and Miranda, lost his parents, and now due to a lack of relatives except for his grandmother, who was unable to take care of him, he was finishing the process of moving in with the McGuire's, who had become his guardians as a result of his parents death.
To their credit, The McGuire family had been nothing but extremely nice and accommodating to him. He appreciated their efforts greatly but he was sure he hadn't shown it very well. He had shut them out despite their best efforts and he had been especially short with Sam and Jo. He would never purposely hurt any of them but the loss of his parents hurt him badly and the only way he knew how to get by right now was to shut them all out and not show love to anyone. He hoped that one day they would understand and forgive him.
Gordo was taking things out of boxes and finding places for them when he heard a voice behind him say his name. "What?" He snapped before he could stop himself. He then turned around to apologize. Matt McGuire was just standing in front of him with a confuse look.
"I'm sorry Gordo I didn't mean to disturb you," Matt replied as nicely as he knew how in hopes Gordo wouldn't bite the rest of his head off.
"Oh no Matt you didn't disturb me, you just caught me by surprise. I'm sorry buddy I didn't mean to snap at you like that. What did you need?" Gordo asked trying to make sure that Matt knew that he wasn't in the least bit mad at him.
"I just wanted to let you know dinner is ready," Matt answered, now assured that he hadn't angered Gordo.
"Thanks, I'll be there in a minute," Gordo told Matt as appreciably as he could.
"Ok" Matt replied as turned to go back to the dining table.
Gordo put down the items he had been holding, went to the restroom to wash up, and made his way to the dining table for dinner.
Gordo sat the last box of his things down in his new bedroom. The time following his junior high graduation had been a whirlwind of events. In the span of about a month, he had graduated junior high, visited Rome, had all kinds of issues with Lizzie and Miranda, lost his parents, and now due to a lack of relatives except for his grandmother, who was unable to take care of him, he was finishing the process of moving in with the McGuire's, who had become his guardians as a result of his parents death.
To their credit, The McGuire family had been nothing but extremely nice and accommodating to him. He appreciated their efforts greatly but he was sure he hadn't shown it very well. He had shut them out despite their best efforts and he had been especially short with Sam and Jo. He would never purposely hurt any of them but the loss of his parents hurt him badly and the only way he knew how to get by right now was to shut them all out and not show love to anyone. He hoped that one day they would understand and forgive him.
Gordo was taking things out of boxes and finding places for them when he heard a voice behind him say his name. "What?" He snapped before he could stop himself. He then turned around to apologize. Matt McGuire was just standing in front of him with a confuse look.
"I'm sorry Gordo I didn't mean to disturb you," Matt replied as nicely as he knew how in hopes Gordo wouldn't bite the rest of his head off.
"Oh no Matt you didn't disturb me, you just caught me by surprise. I'm sorry buddy I didn't mean to snap at you like that. What did you need?" Gordo asked trying to make sure that Matt knew that he wasn't in the least bit mad at him.
"I just wanted to let you know dinner is ready," Matt answered, now assured that he hadn't angered Gordo.
"Thanks, I'll be there in a minute," Gordo told Matt as appreciably as he could.
"Ok" Matt replied as turned to go back to the dining table.
Gordo put down the items he had been holding, went to the restroom to wash up, and made his way to the dining table for dinner.