Gordon to Krista II
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.