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Chapter 10: Phase Six
Amelia thought, "Well, Phase Five was a bust. Ron and the Possible's are just too close. I guess it's on to Phase Six. Try to get to Ron through his parents." She walked in to the dining room. Mr. And Mrs. Stoppable were just sitting down. "Amelia, would you like some cake?" Mrs. Stoppable said as she cut a small slice and put it front of Amelia as she sat down. "Thank you, that looks delicious." She took a bite. "Ummm, it is. Did you make this?" Mrs. Stoppable grinned, "Yes, it's Ron's favorite. I make it three or four times a week. We never seem to have any leftovers."
They finished their cake in silence. When Amelia was done she stood up and took off her suit jacket. She picked up her plate, went to the sink and started washing the dinner dishes. "Oh, Amelia, you don't need to do that. We can get them if you have something else to do," Mrs. Stoppable said in her Motherly voice. "That's O.K., Mrs. Stoppable. I just want to repay you for the fabulous home-cooked meal. In my business, you don't get food like this very often." "I guess not," Mrs. Stoppable said, impressed. "I bet you're always on the move and eat out a lot on your modeling jobs. If you eat at all. Gotta keep your figure, right?"
Amelia blushed a little. "Well, I find exercise keeps the weight off. Usually the hotels will have a pool, so I do a lot of swimming. I also keep my calorie intake way down. But every once in a while I can pig-out, like tonight. Especially when the food is as good as yours." It was Mrs. Stoppable's turn to blush a little. "Oh, my. It was just something I threw together."
They both stood at the kitchen sink, Amelia washing and Mrs. Stoppable drying. After a few minutes, Amelia spoke up, "Did you know Ron and I almost dated a few years ago?" "No, go on! My Ronnie never said anything about that!" Mrs. Stoppable said in astonishment. "When was this?" "It was when I was a sophomore and Ron was a freshman. During that Animology craze. We found out he was a Pink Sloth and I was a Plum Minx. We were suppose to be "Soul Mates," Amelia exaggerated the "Air Quotes." "I guess I really missed out. Your Ronnie has really turned into a hottie." Amelia almost squealed the last word. Mrs. Stoppable looked at Amelia sternly. "I mean," Amelia added quickly, "he had his shirt off when we were by the pool and he looks like he's gained a lot of muscle." She paused, then threw in, "He's grown a few inches too, over the summer. He's developing into a fine young man." Amelia smiled her smile she only gave to top photographers, or when trying to sway someone to her way of thinking.
Mrs. Stoppable's scowl turned into a smile. "Yes, he is growing up well, isn't he. I remember that Animology stuff. Turns out my Harold and I are Soul Mates. So are the Possibles. But we've checked with Rabbi Katz. He says that Kim and Ron, though they didn't match with Animology, are much older Souls that keep finding each other throughout time. They're meant to be a couple. Kim is a good girl, even though she isn't Jewish. Like you are, right?" Amelia could see the wheels turning in Mrs. Stoppable's head, giving her hope. Mrs. Stoppable shook her head to clear the thoughts running through it. "But...Kim and Ron are meant to be." said with finality.
Hopes dashed against a rocky shore, Amelia felt totally deflated. First cut off by Andi's love for Ron, now rocked by Mrs. Stoppable and her trust in Rabbi Katz. Amelia finished washing the last cup and dried her hands. "Well, I guess I'll head home. It's been a long day and the jet lag is kicking in." She yawned and stretched showing off her figure a little. She started for the front door, grabbing her jacket off the back of the kitchen chair.
Mrs. Stoppable walked her out. Amelia turned in the doorway and hugged Mrs. Stoppable, kissing her on the cheek. "Thank you, again, for the great meal. I'll see you in Temple Saturday." Mrs. Stoppable hugged her. "I understand your parents are out of town." (Everybody in Middletown knew everything about everyone.) "Why don't you sit with us?" "I'd like that." Amelia said as she turned and walked over to her car, giving a wave before getting in. "See you Saturday." "Well, maybe not a total loss. Hope may be still afloat." She thought as she drove off. A smile grew slowly as a new plan took root.