ON MY OWN
My bag is packed, I'm ready to go. My Mom and Auntie Jen are taking off for the weekend without me for the first time since Jazzy died. I don't know why I couldn't go along. I like to go places.
"I know, and cut it out, you. I already feel bad enough leaving you."-Mom/Editor
Did I do something wrong? Was I bad?
"No, no. You're a good Boy. We'd bring you if we could."-Editor/Mom
I'm not sure I'll know what to do with myself without Jazzy.
"Oh, don't you worry. It's only 'til Monday, and it's not like we're shipping you off someplace you've never been. You're going to 118 for the weekend to help Auntie Sarah, just like you help us on the weekends that we work. Briar Rose will be there, and..."-Editor/Mom
Briar Rose? I LOVE Briar Rose!
"I know you do. And if you let me finish... Your friends Buck, Jackson, Judd, Abby and Penny are all staying over this weekend, too. There'll be lots to do, and you'll have tons of fun without us. You'll get to sleep with Aunties Heather and Lisa. And then you'll get to see Auntie Kristine and Vida Mae when you come back home Monday"-Editor/Mom
Okay, I guess it won't be so bad after all. I'll miss you guys, but I'll try to have fun.
"There you go. That's the spirit. I have to say, you look like a really Big Boy all geared up. Did you notice that I packed your Gator?"-Editor/Mom
I did, and thanks, but what if Briar Rose kills him?
"Right, good thinking. Maybe we'll keep him home and you guys can play with the toys that are already over there. I'll miss you Buddy. See you Monday night."-Editor/Mom