"Lindsey ... what do you wanna do for your birthday this year?" Catherine said putting on her make-up.
"Well ... I was wondering if we could get everyone here. At the house. And have my party out in the back, by the pool. Is that okay, Mommy?"
"Anything you want baby ... I just can't believe you're turning 11 so soon."
"Oh come on, Mom! Don't get all mushy on me."
"I'm not. It's just ... when you have your own children, which will be a long time from now, you'll understand."
"Sure I will ..."
"Lindsey. Promise me you won't have children until your my age!"
"Mom! If I wait until your age, I won't be ABLE to have kids!"
"Lindsey!" Catherine said jumping down from the counter she was sitting on and chasing her into the living room. Lindsey jumped onto the couch, and giggled as Catherine tickled her stomach. The phone rang and Lindsey jumped up.
"I'll get it, Mom!" Lindsey walked over to the kitchen, and grabbed the phone.
"Hello?"
"Hey butterfly."
"Hey Uncle Gil! Where are you!"
"On my way to your house."
"Yay! I haven't seen you in so long! I missed you!"
"I missed you too, Linds... Hey ... is your Mom there?"
"Yeah. She's in the bathroom. Puting on that yuckie make-up."
"Oh leave her alone. She's beautiful with her make-up."
"She's even prettier without it, though Uncle Gil!"
"I know, honey." Gil could hear Catherine in the background. "Linds?"
"Yeah Uncle Gil?"
"What do you want for your birthday?"
"I want all of us to be together..."
"That should be easy enough.." Gil said under his breath.
"What was that Uncle Gil?"
"Oh. Nothing. I was just talking to myself. I'll see you in a few."
"Bye Uncle Gil!"
"Bye Lindsey..." Lindsey hung up the phone and turned around to find Catherine looking at her.
"Who was that, Linds?" She said walking over to the fridge.
"Oh. It was Uncle Gil."
"What did he want?"
"He said he's coming over. I think he's almost here." Catherine's eyes turned wide, and she ran to her room to get dressed. She was in a pair of black shorts, and a white tank-top. Lindsey followed her Mom into the room, and sat on the bed.
"Why do you care so much?"
"What do you mean, Linds?"
"Why do you care what you look like when Uncle Gil comes over?"
"I don't. I always want to look good when people come over Linds ... You know that."
"Mom ... if it were Aunt Sara or Uncle Nick ... You would've stayed in that. But when Uncle Gil comes over, you always have to look nice." The door bell rang and Lindsey smiled.
"Lindsey ... keep him company!"
"Oh no, Mom! You're going to answer the door like that, and I'm not helping you."
"Please Lindsey!"
"No! Mom! Come on!" Lindsey grabbed her Mom by the arm, and dragged her into the living room.
"Answer the door." Lindsey demaned. The door bell ran again and Catherine started to get nervous.
"Fine! I'll answer it, but that means one less birthday present for you!" Catherine said walking towards the door and looking back. Lindsey smiled and sat down on the couch, acting like she was watching TV.
"Hey Gil!" Catherine said opening the door. Gil smiled and got a look at Catherine. He felt so shy all of a sudden and smiled.
"Hey Cath ... Linds." He said walking through the door.
"Uncle Gil!" Lindsey said jumping off the couch and running into his arms. Catherine caught a look at herself in the mirror that was across the hall and her eyes turned wide. She couldn't believe she was dressed like this infront of Gil.
"So ... we still on for dinner tonight, Cath?" Gil said turning around after hugging Lindsey.
"Of course we are! You cook ... we clean." Lindsey said jumping in and pointing to herself and Catherine. Gil smiled and walked to the kitchen.
Hmmm. TBC. What's gonna happen at Lindsey's party? HUH? HUHHHHH! Haha :)