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Jeremy tried to tell her again what he had seen.
“It was hairy, large and ugly.” He paused to let the words sink in. He knew he wasn’t a Brad Pitt for looks but hell he had a lot in his favor compared to that beast in the kitchen.
“Whatever,” Renee said and sat on the couch. She turned on the TV, and Jeremy tried to ignore the corny music of a woman’s shampoo commercial.
“I’m telling you, it’s in there,” he said and pointed to the kitchen door to the left. Surely he hadn’t been seeing things again. He hadn’t smoked weed in over 20 years.
“Look Dad,” Renee said, sounding tired, “I’ll go in there if that makes you feel better. You’re full of it, but I’ll do it. I’m thirsty anyways. Do we still have cans of Diet Coke in the fridge?”
Jeremy began to breathe at a regular pace again. His heart valves that had seen modification 2 years ago were thankful. They hadn’t appreciated the morning stress either.
“Thank-you,” he said, and he reached out for Renee’s hand.
“Okay, okay,” she said, grasping his hand back. Impatience coated her voice. “I’ll check it out if that makes you feel better.”
Renee walked over to the door and then paused with her hand on the white oak. “Hairy creature,” she whispered, and laughed. “Whatever.”
As she pushed the swinging door, Jeremy watched her disappear behind it. He knew he hadn’t been seeing things. He anticipated her reaction, her disbelief.
Suddenly, he heard the words that he thought would be coming. The sounds were muffled a little on the other side of the door, but he still heard them.
“Surprise! Happy Birthday!”
Oh good, Jeremy thought. She hadn’t suspected a thing. He decided to give her a few minutes with her boyfriend Mike in the kitchen before lighting the candles on the cake.
Part of him hoped the candles would singe Mike’s scraggly beard.
©2013 Christy Birmingham
This is christyb, sending you into the kitchen for a can of Diet Coke.