Chapter Seven
I'm Joe Jonas
Joe looked out at the water, not really believing what he had just heard, he turned back to Clarence, "Do you want to run that by me again?"
"You've never been born, you don't exist, there never was a Joe Jonas," Clarence said calmly.
Joe was still getting use to being able to hear out of his left ear, Clarence was standing on his left side and he could hear every word he was saying, "I must have hit my head or something."
"No, you have received a wish Joe, this is happening," Clarence said as he slipped clumsily on the slippery bridge.
"You know what, I'm going to go to my Grandparents restaurant, and show you that you are crazy," Joe said as he walked over the bridge and back into town, he stopped dead in his tracks when he saw his grandparents' restaurant, or what he thought was his grandparents' restaurant.
"Monty's Bar and Grill?" Clarence asked looking at the sign.
"No, this is Nicholas's Restaurant," Joe said rubbing his head as he pushed the door opened and walked in, "Grandpa?"
A middle aged man came out of the back room, he glared at Joe, "What did you call me?"
"Who are you?" Joe asked looking at the stranger standing in front of him.
"I'm Monty, I own this place," Monty said pointing around.
"No you don't, my Grandfather does," Joe said loudly.
"What, you mean old man Nicholas over there? He lost this place when he poisoned a kid with his food," Monty said pointing at the man in the corner, Joe looked, it was his grandfather.
Joe walked over to him and put his hand on his shoulder, "Grandpa?"
The older man looked up from the cup in his hand, "Who are you?"
Joe's eyes went wide, "Grandpa-Grandpa its me Joe Jonas, I'm your grandson don't you know me?"
"No, no I don't know you, I only have three Jonas grandsons Kevin, Nick and Frankie, I don't know who you are, leave me alone," the old man said and then turned back to his drink.
"But you have to know me, Kevin and I used to help you all the time here at the restaurant, you don't remember that?" Joe asked bagging for some sign that he knew him at all.
"No, I don't know you, like I said leave me alone," the old man said again this time getting up and moving to another corner.
"Okay buddy are you going to buy anything or what?" Monty asked coming over to Joe standing a good two inches taller them him.
"No I don't want anything from you," Joe said looking at his grandpa again, "Please Grandpa you have to know me."
"He already told you he don't know you, and since you don't want anything let me show you something, the door," Monty said grabbing Joe by his collar, opening the door and shoving him out the door.
Joe flew a good foot off the ground before he landed face first into the snow, He pushed himself up and saw Clarence sitting on the sidewalk beside him.
"I told you, you've never been born, your Grandfather wouldn't know you," Clarence said calmly.
"Why is this not my Grandpa's place anymore, how did he poison a kid?" Joe asked as he sat up the rest of the way.
"The pills in the seasoning Joe, you weren't there to stop him from using it," Clarence said with a knowing shrug.
Joe's eyes widened, he had forgotten about that but he still didn't believe that he didn't exist.
"You know what, Scott and John, Scott and John Miller I've known them since was little they'll know who I am," Joe said standing up and brushing himself off as he started to walk.
"Do you know where they live?" Clarence asked as he began to follow him.
"Of course I do they live in Barber Park," Joe said as he turned left out of town heading for the subdivision.
If only he knew what he would see when he got there.
