Chapter 42
"Well, okay. I guess that is alright then, but I was so looking forward to seeing her," Evelyn sighed.
As the bags started to appear, Woody asked his mother what her suitcase looked like. He could never remember his parents ever taking a trip so didn't know that she'd ever owned a suitcase. What he didn't know was that simple question would get his mother going again. She informed him that she had three suitcases, all borrowed from his varying sisters.
"Three!?" Woody exclaimed.
"Yes," she answered and went on to tell him how very upset she had been that the airlines had made her pay extra for the third bag!
"But why three mother?! How long are you planning on staying?!"
She harrumphed at him and replied, "I am only here to help out Woody! I will only stay as long as I am needed and as for the three bags…of course they are not all my things! One is mine, the second is some of your baby things that I had saved and new things I have made for your baby…"
"And the third?" he asked when she paused for breath.
"It is filled with gifts from your sisters, of course!" she informed him as if the answer should have been obvious.
"Oh of course," he sighed, with his family, he should have known better.
But his mother hadn't heard his comment because she had started off on another topic, "You would not believe how I was treated at the airport, Woodrow! And in Wisconsin no less! You might treat people that way here in the big city, but they acted like they didn't trust me! They put my hand bag and carry on through an X-ray machine! I never heard of one of those outside of a hospital! Then they went through my carry on bag because they saw something pointy! Well I told them that of course knitting needles had to be pointy to work right! You would have thought I was going to stab someone with them! I tried to explain that I was knitting for my first grandbaby, but they didn't care one lick! They told me that I could only keep them because they weren't metal! I guess I am glad your sister bought me a whole new fangled set of wooden ones last year for Christmas!"
"Well I'm glad that you made it onto the plane, mom, but you do know that you don't have to do all of this for the baby. We can afford to buy whatever we need."
"Woodrow Hoyt! I will not have my first grandchild come into this world without homemade gifts from his Grammy!"
"Yes, mom," was all he could say. Finally all three of her bags arrived and they were on their way out of the airport to the car.
They dodged people left and right as they walked out and Evelyn once again had something to say, "Is every person in town here today? How can the city function if no one is at work?!"
"Mom, Boston had 560,000 people! There is no way even the smallest percentage of them is here today."
"Well good heavens! How in the world can that many live in one place together?!"
"We manage mom," he told her as he put the bags into his car.
When they left the airport parking lot and Woody got up to speed with the rest of the traffic Evelyn gasped and exclaimed, "Woody slow down! This isn't' a race track!" Then as several cars zoomed by them she complained, "People here drive like maniacs!"
"It took some getting used to for me too, mom, but after a while you just do."
"Well I don't think I will be here that long," she said with a sigh.
Finally they arrived at Woody and Jordan's apartment. He took her bags in and showed her to their guest room. "Mom, are you going to be okay if I go into the precinct for a couple of hours this afternoon?" he asked, as he pulled out the sandwiches and ice tea he had made them for lunch.
"Of course I will Woodrow! I have been taking care of myself for many years now. I'll just spend the time cleaning up a little so Jordan won't have to when she gets home."
As Woody mentally rolled his eyes and vowed that he would not tell Jordan that his mother went on to say, "Woody, there isn't enough cheese on this sandwich. Don't you know how important dairy is in your diet? Jordan will certainly need more than this when she is nursing!"
To be continued…