Gordon to Krista II

*Gordon*

I looked at the address that Kris had written down on the scrap of paper. I blinked when I saw the problem. No wonder she couldnï¿½t find my house, I thought. She has always had trouble getting the numbers right with addresses.

I looked over at Kris again. ï¿½Well, hi.ï¿½ She smiled as she looked away.

ï¿½Hey,ï¿½ she said back.

I pressed my hands together. ï¿½Soï¿½ how did you find out that I was living in Suiten?ï¿½

ï¿½Your mother told me,ï¿½ she said. My face dropped when she said that. I frowned and blinked at that statement.

ï¿½What did you say?ï¿½ I asked.

ï¿½Your mother told me that you and her were living here in this town,ï¿½ she repeated. I blinked at her as lost as ever.

ï¿½Okayï¿½ï¿½ I said. ï¿½How did you get my number?ï¿½

ï¿½My mother gave it to me,ï¿½ she said.

ï¿½And how did she get my number?ï¿½

ï¿½Theyï¿½ve been talking to each other for a long time.ï¿½

I just kind of frowned at her now. Okayï¿½ Someone needs a good talking to. Kris took a sip of her tea.

ï¿½I called your mother three weeks ago and talked to her,ï¿½ she went on. ï¿½She sounded so surprised and happy to hear my voice again.ï¿½ I nodded at her for a bit.

ï¿½I can imagine,ï¿½ I mumbled. Now, donï¿½t get me wrong, Iï¿½m glad to see Kris again. Just wouldï¿½ve been nice to know that weï¿½ve lived in the same town for all of these years. If only she wouldï¿½ve called or e-mailed me or something. But no, nothing; nothing at all.

ï¿½I asked for your address and your mother happily gave it to me,ï¿½ Kris summed up. ï¿½But as you can seeï¿½ yeah.ï¿½ I made a face at her.

ï¿½Andï¿½ why didnï¿½t you try to contact me earlier?ï¿½ I asked. Kris made a dumb, goofy little face at me.

ï¿½I forgot,ï¿½ she said with her tongue out. I raised an eyebrow at her.

ï¿½You forgot?ï¿½ I asked.

ï¿½Well, more like I was too busy,ï¿½ she said.

ï¿½Too busy with what?ï¿½ I asked, still trying to make sense of ï¿½Krista logicï¿½ as I called it. It made no sense then and I doubt it wonï¿½t make sense now. She threw up her hands in a little shrug.

ï¿½With life!ï¿½ she replied. I sighed as I lowered my head. And there is was, folks. Typical Krista logic. No sense, just confusing babble. Yet, that part of her charm, I guess. Suddenly, we heard the front door slide open.

ï¿½Iï¿½m home!ï¿½ we heard a woman call out to us. I lifted my head.

ï¿½Oh, momï¿½s home,ï¿½ I said. Krisï¿½s face lit up when I said that. We turned to see my mother in the doorway.

ï¿½Hey Gordy,ï¿½ she said. ï¿½Hi Kris.ï¿½ I gave my mom a smile wave. Krista rushed forward with wide open arms.

ï¿½Mommy!ï¿½ she cheered. She giggled as she hugged my mother. Mom hugged her back.

ï¿½Yes, itï¿½s so good to see you again too,ï¿½ she replied. They both got lost in laughing and chatter as I watched at them. Okayï¿½ did I just miss something here? Iï¿½m really going to have a nice long talk with my mother afterwards.