The Fate OF Life
Sandy and Kirsten were eating at the newest restaurant "The Beach".
"So honey, what are you going to do after lunch?"
"hmm. I have to go and work for that new building project. I don't know when that will ever get done."
"sorry honey."
"No, no. I'll probably go and just turn it over to dad. But I hate doing that."
"It's your choice."
"I guess. Okay, this topic is too depressing. pick a new one."
"I have a good one." Sandy's smile lightened a shade or two. "Tell me about these painkillers."
An embarrassed look flashed over Kirsten's face.
"They're just from when about 4 years ago when I broke my hand. It was just left over."
"Hmm."
"And I wish Marissa hadn't got into them. She had almost half of the container."
"What do you think we should do with her?"
"Is there? Her mother doesn't even really care and Dad thinks it's normal for a girl to go through that."
"You did." Sandy said raising his eyebrow.
"Not to that degree. I drank occasionally but I didn't take drugs or cut myself."
"Your right. Should we have a intervention?"
"I don't know. We did that to a small sense when she came to our house a couple weeks ago."
"Yah."
"What's Ryan going to do? He has to take care of Theresa and Marissa."
"You know he doesn't have to. He is because he thinks it's his duty."
"That's what I meant."
"I know." Sandy did that same laugh he always did. Goofy.
"How 'bout we finish up our food and then think about this more."
"Deal."
"Ass." Summer giggled laughing. "You were to lonely without me."
"hey." He said hurt. Thing s were good for Seth right now. No broken nose, bleeding, hot coffee spilled.
"Cohen. Why didn't you bring me along?" Now it was time for the verbal thrashing, Seth thought.
"I would have but you know me. I needed time alone. And I didn't think you liked sailing."
"I love sailing."
"Really?"
"Yes."
Seth stood up and took Summer's hand. "Would you like the go to Tahiti with me?"
Was he serious? Summer was already half done.
"Now? Could we get there before school starts?"
"I think." Seth was hopeful.
"Yes Cohen. I would love to go."
"Okay. Pack woman. we leave tonight"
"What do I need?" Summer asked wondering if it would be a good idea to bring her Chanel.
"Swimming suits. shorts and shirts that can get dirty and ruined."
"Seriously?"
"Yes."
Summer looked over at Seth. "Thanks Cohen."
"Anytime."
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"MOM! Theresa yelled.
"What?" She said coming from the kitchen.
"I'm in labor."
"You can't be. You're only 6 and a half months along." Her mother said panicked.
"Please. Bring. Me. To. A . Hospital."
"Come along dear. I got the keys."