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Celia's Puppies, Chapter Thirty-five: Things are changing (part one)


(part one)

Friday morning — 6 A.M.

“Where’s Mommy?” Katy asked the moment she opened her eyes.

“Mommy has a very big day today,” Jacob said. He lowered the gate to Katy ‘s crib.

“But Mommy always helps me wake up. Always. Always. Unless I’m at Aunt Megan’s house. Mommy wakes me up.”

As if hoping Jacob would turn into her mother, Katy didn’t move to get up.

“I know,” Jacob said. “Your Mom was very upset when she realized she wouldn’t be able to help you get started this morning. She thought you’d be at Aunt Megan’s.”

“Oh.” Katy sat up. “Where’s Mommy?”

Jacob sighed. How to explain to a three year old something he didn’t quite understand?

“She’s getting beautified. All day.”

“That’s silly.” Katy laughed. “But Mommy’s already beautiful.

“That’s exactly what I said but she went anyway.” Jacob gave an exaggerated sigh. “You’re stuck with me. Your Mommy was very worried but I assured her that I could do this. It’s a trial run at being a Daddy.”

“I’ll help you, Daddy,” Katy said. “First, you tell me how much you love me. Then you ask me how my sleep was. When I won’t get up, you tickle me and kiss my face.”

Katy flopped back onto the mattress and pulled her covers up to her nose.

“Go ahead,” Katy said. She made fake snoring sounds.

Laughing, Jacob recited his part. By the time he got to ‘How was your sleep?,” Katy was giggling. He tickled her and kissed her face.

“How was that?” Jacob asked. He helped her out of the crib.

“Good,” Katy said.

“We need to get you into your big girl bed,” he said.

“I know,” Katy said. She took his hand and they walked across the apartment to the bathroom. “But Mommy hasn’t decided if I should have zoo animals or states or angels on my walls. It’s a big decision. Uncle Mike is waiting for her to decide.”

“Can you do the bathroom yourself? Or do you need help?”

“I can do it,” Katy said. “I do it at school.”

“Okay, I’ll pick out something for you to wear.”

“NO! That’s WRONG, Daddy. I pick out my OWN clothes.”

Katy crossed her arms and glared at him. Jacob laughed.

“Yes, ma’am. How about if I wait right here?”

Katy nodded her head then primly closed the bathroom door.

Shaking his head, Jacob waited by the bathroom.

By now, he should know to expect almost anything. Last night, after what he was sure was a psychic vision, Katy was fine. Healthy and giggly. But when he asked Katy what happened, she said, “Naomi says I shouldn’t tell you now.” The little girl laughed at his shocked face.

And there was no doubt that Trevor was Katy’s father. Jill was absolutely certain. Everyone else must just be wrong. Wishful thinking, that’s what she said.

Today, with a little help from Delphie, Jacob was going to find out what was going on with Katy. Or so he promised a weeping, anxious Jill last night.

“All done?” Jacob asked.

The retelling of Celia’s Puppies, Denver Cereal Volume 2, continues tomorrow…

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