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The Guy (Part Three!!!)
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 Created on 5-28-08
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I bound down the stairs right into the kitchen doorway lean against it. There sitting on either ends of the kitchen table, are my parents.
I stand there for a minute and watch them.
My dad is reading the sports section of the newspaper while my mom is trying to do the crossword puzzle.
I smile while as I watch them; I can’t help it because this is exactly what they do every single morning.
Dad will read the sports section and will start swearing because his team lost, again.
And mom will try and try on that crossword and will eventually give up and just start making up words.
I look back and forth between my mom and dad; it’s uncanny how much they look alike.
They both are quite tall with dirty blonde hair and brown eyes. I never
understood why I don’t look like either of them.
It used to bother me a lot when I was little but now I really don’t mind. I’m pretty sure I’m just adopted.
"Seven letter word for heating device…" My mom mumbles to herself. "Heatfier!"
I let out a small laugh right as my mom is about to write the word down.
"Radiator mom." I call out.
My mom looks up at me and smiles.
"Thank you sweetheart and Happy Thirteenth Birthday!"
She gets out of the chair and gives me a big hug. Then my dad looks up.
"Yeah, Happy Thirteenth Rainbow."
Normally I get really irritated when my father calls me that. But since it’s my birthday and all, I’ll just let it slide.
"Thanks mom, thanks dad."
I go to the fridge and get myself some orange juice, I turn and smile at my dad.
"So any plans today?" he asks.
"Ummm, Not really. I reply "I think I’ll just go over to Ashton’s for a little while, maybe watch a movie."
"Oh." My mom says, and then she clasps her hands together and starts fiddling with her wedding ring. My mom only does that when she’s really
nervous about something.
I cock one of my eyebrows up "Anything wrong mom?"
"No! No! Not at all sweetheart! Everything’s just peachy!"
My mom’s a horrible liar.
I sigh and pull out a chair sit in it and stare directly at my mom. "Spill."
My mom and dad start looking back and forth from each other. This gets me a little nervous
"Guys?" I say. "What’s wrong?"
My mom opens my mouth to say something, but then closes it again.
"You tell her Robert." She finally says.
My dad lets out a sigh and reaches across the table to grab my hands.
"Honey, we have something to tell you."
"Yeeaaahhhh….?" I say a little impatiently.
"Rayne." My dad says "You were adopted."
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