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Celia's Puppies, Chapter Thirty-six: Oh no you don't! (part two)


(part two)

“This is gorgeous,” Tanesha said. “This was a surprise? Just an ‘It’s Saturday’ surprise?”

“I was thinking of it as more a two week anniversary of the non-date,” Jacob said.

“Jacob? What happened?” Jill stirred next to him. She looked at the blue men’s jacket in her hand. “Oh. Is this yours?”

“Yes,” Jacob said. “It’s my school jacket. The buttons are imprinted with the polar bear. Polar Bears are Bowdoin’s mascot.”

“Polar bear with a hockey stick. That was your tattoo.”

“On my pec,” he said. “Aden got mercury poisoning from the red dragon tattoos on his back and shoulder. Blane and I had our tattoos removed so he wouldn’t have to go through it alone. You had a belly ring.”

“I had to take it out when I got pregnant.”

“You didn’t have a soul mate tattoo.”

“Yeah.” Jill’s hand ran over the tattoo on her wrist. Sighing, she noticed for the first time that her friends were standing around. “Where are we?”

“Our new home,” Jacob said.

Jill looked at him then turned to look around the loft space.

“Wow,” she said. “You did this?”

“Me, Val, Mike, Delphie, and Dad,” Jacob said. “We knew you couldn’t really go home, so we wanted you to have a place that would be your home. At least I hope it will be your home.”

Jill tipped her head up to kiss him.

“This is very touching but we need to sort out a few things,” Tanesha said.

“Like what the hell?” Heather asked.

“And other things.” Sandy set two cups of green tea on the end table then went into the kitchen for more. “Jill, this kitchen is perfect. I’m going to love cooking here.”

“Do I get a tour?” Jill asked.

“When we’re finished here! Who’s going to start?” Heather looked from person to person. “Fine, I’ll start.

“Trevor took a week’s vacation every year on his spring break. Now you know he went on Jill’s money and never offered to take her AND…”

“I was mostly glad he was gone,” Jill said. “We would have the funnest week. Sandy would start planning the moment we knew when he was leaving. We’d dance, stay up late, there was always at least one pajama party.”

“He would go with a group of his guy friends including this guy, MJ. MJ’s a guy we went to high school with.” Heather said.

“You’ve seen him,” Jill said. “He’s been here all week. He works with Alex. He has a limp and stutters some times.”

“Red hair? Tall?” Jacob asked.

Jill nodded.

“Hey! I’m telling a story here,” Heather said.

Everyone laughed.

“Please continue,” Jacob said.

“MJ joined the service. So one year, Trevor and his jerk friends decided to fly to spend leave with MJ. FLY!” Heather’s face went red at the cost and imposition. “Well, Jill couldn’t afford to send him. So he recruited my brother to go with them. My cousin throws baggage for Frontier Airlines. He’s a good guy, just an idiot.”

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

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