Come lunchtime, the kids were all sat in the canteen, Evelyn and Ashley had spent most of the morning with Kerry, much to Evan's distaste. He was glad to see Aaron at lunch, who came over to their table with his lunch. "Hey guys..." He trailed off and then saw Kerry, "...And guys I've never seen before in my life."
Evelyn laughed when Aaron looked around for some explanation after taking a seat beside Evan. "Aaron, this is Kerry, she's new here." She explained.
"Oh right, guess I'd better be polite." He said and cleared his throat, extending his hand, and putting on a posh British accent. "Godday young lady, 'tis wonderful to meet you." Ashley rolled her eyes and smacked Aaron around the head, and he recoiled, but Kerry laughed.
"Kerry's been all around the world." Ashley said, finally glad to have someone to talk about different countries with besides her parents or Hurley on his rare visits.
"Yeah, but unlike you, I don't like it." Kerry intervened. "You try living in a different place every few months because your Dad insists that you're just 'not in the right place' It's ridiculous." She said.
"So what made your Dad choose this place then?" Evan asked.
Kerry shrugged, making her shiny brown hair dip down her shoulders for a moment. "No idea. He says that he's near some old friends here, wanted to give it a try. So if I'm not here tomorrow we've probably moved on." She laughed. "He says he could land a big job here as well."
"What does he do?" Aaron asked with his mouth half full of a sandwich, getting an extra slap round the head from Evelyn this time, who reached across the table to get to him. He swallowed his food. "Sorry, what does he do?"
"He's in medicine." She said. "Works with prescriptions and anti-biotics."
"Really?" Evelyn said. "My Dad's a surgeon. Well, was a surgeon. He runs his own practice now. What's your Dad's name, I'll tell him."
Kerry took a bite of her own sandwich, which Evan had been eyeing and deciding that he wouldn't go near with a ten foot pole. "Ethan Rom." She said. "He'll be really thankful for that, I'm sure."
When she said her father's name, Aaron choked on a bit of his sandwich. He struggled for a few moments before Evan clapped him on the back and Aaron was able to breath again. He took a long drink from his can and thanked Evan with a strained voice. "Cheers, man."
"No problem, eyes bigger than your mouth?" He laughed.
"Nah, just went down the wrong way." He brushed off, casting a suspicious look at Kerry, who was chatting away obliviously to Evelyn. Her name. It was familiar to him. All too familiar...
Back at the Sheppard house, Kate had just finished giving Amy her lunch, and was sitting in the living room with Claire when the door sounded. She stood up to answer it, and found herself face to face with a cardboard box. "About time Freckles."
"Oh dear God." She said, seeing what was written on the box.
"Naw, just me." Sawyer said in his Southern drawl. "Thought I'd get an early start on controlling these monsters."
He came in, and put the box down on the coffee table in front of Claire. Claire had the same look on her face as Kate did. "Sawyer..."
"What?" He said, standing back and admiring his work of packing the box. "Don't tell me you forgot what day it is?" He said exasperatedly. Claire and Kate exchanged glances. "Bonfire night!" Sawyer cried. He started to empty out the box. "f you guys are out tonight, then these monsters aren't sitting inside watching everyone elses. We're gonna have the biggest fireworks in town."
Inside the box was what Kate calculated to be three hundred dollars worth of fireworks, and about fifty dollars of junk food.
"They're meant to be set off about a hundred meters away or some shit like that, but i figure your garden's good." He said, taking a vacant seat.
Kate picked up one box titled "Death Bomb" raised a worried eyebrow. "Sawyer, our garden is only sixty meters long." She pointed out.
"And last year you let Aaron and Evan light then on their own." Claire reminded.
Sawyer looked at them. "And thats bad because...?"
"Because they were twelve and eleven!"
Sawyer waved it off. "They survived didn't they?"
"It took a week for Aaron's eyebrows to grow back!" Claire protested.
"Did wonders for his rock image if you ask me."
Arguing with Sawyer was useless. He was one big kid himself, and they knew that he would probably get the biggest kick out of lighting these fireworks. Last year he had provided them all with fireworks, and next door's rabbit had died of a heart attack during the night. This year, they had a litter of baby rabbits, and twice as many fireworks. Kate was glad they were on holiday this time around. She never worried about leaving the kids with Sawyer though, they all loved him, and she knew that he wouldn't let anything happen to them. If they'd let him, he'd probably have the standing behind bullet-proof glass with eye masks on for sparklers.
"Whatever, Sawyer, but seriously, be careful." Kate warned.
"I will." He said half-heartedly, like a kid would when they were sick and tired of hearing the same thing over again. Inside though, he was grinning, this would be a night to remember.
The phone rang and Kate answered it, and it was the school. After a few minutes, she hung up and dialed the number for Jack's office. She waited a moment while the secretary put her through and finally he answered.
"Hey, Kate. Everything Ok?"
"You busy?" She asked.
"Not anymore." He said.
"Good. I need you to go by the school."
"Which one?"
"Evie's having another asthma attack." Kate explained. "And you have the car."
"What?" Jack explained.
"She left her inhaler in the car this morning, and she's just tried to attempt doing a relay. Teacher didn't even notice until Evan pointed it out." Kate said. "Can you take it to her?" She asked.
"Yeah, of course. Want me to drop her off home?" He said, "Or bring her back here?"
"Might be worth taking her back with you, she seems to be having more attacks recently. Maybe she needs a higher dosage." Kate suggested.
"I'll call Brian and see what he thinks." Jack said. "I'll call you when I get back. Love you."
"Love you too." She hung up again and turned to the others. "What am I going to do with that girl?" She sighed.
"Another asthma attack?" Claire said. "That's the third this month, surely?"
Kate shook her head. "Fifth." She corrected. "She keeps on thinking that nothing will happen, or that she won't need it, and then goes ahead and exerts herself anyway." Sometimes her daughter was too much like herself. "Sawyer, she's probably going to be tired tonight, can you make sure you keep an eye on her?" She said.
Sawyer saluted. "Sure thing. Don't worry, Freckles, I'll take good care of her."
