Chapter Four:
January 20, 2005
We arrived and Greg was happy as hell. We sat and watched the sunrise while talking about anything and everything. He said "you cover my back and make sure I'm doing alright and I'm sure I'm not the first person, but Sara, who looks out for you?" I told him the straight reply. "Some people never had that luxury in life Grggo. So I'm helping you have something I never had. The only one deciding my fate is the one who I see when I die."
That kind of made him sad for some reason. Why? It was the truth. I asked him and he didn't answer. Maybe by the end of the trip he'll answer me.
We went into town today. I saw my mom and dad, and I took off in the other direction with Greg. I told him my mom and dad weren't the best of people, and I had to explain my past to him. He didn't like it that much. Then he told me that his dad abused him and we talked about it. It kinda felt good to be able to talk to him about that, and it's nice because he understands.
Tonight, I pulled out my old violin. I started playing from my bedroom, and Greg sat and listened from the doorway. I don't care that he knows. Tomorrow Jessica's coming over with her two 3 year old twins Becky, and Alyson. Greg told me he's good with kids. I can believe it. So this break is doing us good. We made pancakes and partied a bit. Tomorrow we're also planning after Jessica and the kids leave, Greg and I are going to drive up to his old house where his brother lives. So Greg can visit his brother, which was long overdue in my opinion. We'll maybe go tomorrow. Or the next day...never know.
Greg asked if I had anyone to visit. I told him nope. It was the truth. Kind of creepy. I had a little sister, Kelsey. I never found out what happened to her. They separated us and we never met up again. Last I heard she was in Florida. Weird. I can't imagine another Greg man. An older brother though so this is going to be fun to see. Well I broke what I said I was never gonna do, I drank. Yeah. Greg and I had a few drinks. He told me that there is no way I can become my mom because I actually have a heart. So we sat on the beach, in our old blue/green chairs, listening to Kenny Chesney sing, with margaritas in hand, and stargazing as we laughed over stupid things.
Oh and then there was the Cheeto and Twinkie fest. We went shopping for food and technically Greg and I only made it down two aisles before our cart was full. Drink aisle straight down went from alcohol to soda. We filled up. Next aisle over, one side candy, the other chips and junk food. We each took a side throwing things in as we went along. I'm going to gain 50 pounds while I'm here because of Greggo and his sweet tooth.
Today though, it was perfect. Surfers tackled the waters, girls lay on the beach while their dogs ran around, and I set a towel down. I put on my bikini, grabbed a small stereo, and sat down laying in the sun. Greg came down and relaxed next to me and we just talked.
Greggo convinced me that I can't live alone. Meaning, tomorrow or the day after (our last day here before we head to San Diego and then back to Las Vegas) Greg and I are going to go puppy shopping for me. We're debating what to name the dog though. Greg wants to name the dog Nikolai, and I'm going towards Xander. We'll see who wins that argument.
Sara Sidle