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My Crazy Life: Episode II-From Home Schooled to High School Installment II

Chapter II

9th Grade, Girls, Grace…or Jordan

“I’m coming!” I called back as I hit the save button. I grabbed my backpack and rolled out the door.

“Charlly,” Megan said as I scarfed down some bacon.

“Yeah?” I asked with my mouth full.

“Is today pajama day at school?” Megan asked.

“Why you ask?” I said as I stuff pancakes into my mouth.

“Because you’re still wearing your pjs,” Megan said.

I looked down and realized I was still in my  asteroid pajamas.

“AGH!” I screamed. I had forgotten to change out of my pajamas.

“Charlly, honey,” Mrs. Matthews said as she picked up my plate, “I love you dearly, but I refuse to let you go to school in pjs.”

I rolled down the hall at a dangerous speed and pulled some jeans and a shirt out of the closet. I groaned as I tried to lift my leg up to put my jeans on. I’ve always been terrible at dressing in my wheelchair. I usually dress on my bed, but I have no time for transfers today.

“I’m ready!” I called as I rolled out of my room.

“Why are you wearing my SHIRT!?” Noel screamed.

“And why are you wearing my jeans?” Natalie said almost in a laugh.

I stared down at myself. Instead of pajamas, I was wearing one of Noel’s maternity shirts and a pair of Natalie’s jeans. The shirt is huge on me and considering, I’m almost six feet tall, Natalie’s jeans look like shorts on me.

“Just change your shirt,” Natalie said as she rolled out the door. “You don’t have time to do your pants.”

Noel stared at me. She looked like she wanted to freak out.

“Noel, honey, I’m sure Charlly didn’t mean to put on your shirt,” Mrs. Matthews said.

“I’m really sorry, Noel,” I hollered as I raced down the hall. I changed into one of my own shirts and rolled out the door.

“What happened to you?” Regina laughed.

I looked at myself and realized I was wearing one of my huge Christmas sweaters.

“At least I’m not the only one who’s going to have a new look this year,” Regina laughed. I took a good look at her. Her hair was now rather short and all blonde.

“You cut your hair!” I shouted.

“Correction, I went to a saloon and a professional cut my hair,” Regina squealed.

“I hadn’t realized your hair had grown out that much,” Natalie said.

“I’m glad it finally did,” Regina said. “Auburn is not my color.”

“And neither is blonde,” Nelson said. “You should try black.”

Regina hit him.

“Oh! I almost forgot! You won’t believe who I saw walking into the saloon as I was leaving,” Regina said.

Natalie looked around. Everyone but Leo and Virginia were at the B&B bus stop.

“Virginia?”  Natalie asked.

“Nope,” Regina said.

“Jaci?” Natalie guessed.

“Nope,” Regina said. “You got one more guess.”

“Um, Jessie-Maria?” Natalie asked.

“Good guess, but no,” Regina said. “It was Leo!”

“Maybe he’s finally getting those bangs he grew out cut,” Darcy said. “He was starting was to look like a girl.”

“Maybe he wants to look nice for a special someone,” Regina said. She pointed at me. “But she obviously doesn’t want to look good for him.”

I rolled my eyes as the bus pulled up.

For some reason my heart started beating real fast. Whether it was because I was wearing a sweater and short like jeans or because I was afraid of going on the bus looking this ridiculous I don’t remember.

“Come on, girly. We’re burning daylight,” The bus driver said at the top of the ramp. I quickly rolled up the ramp.

“Charlly?” Leo asked looking at me.

“LEO?” I asked. “What happened to your head.”

“Sit down!” The bus driver shouted at Leo. Leo sat down next to me.

“How do you like my new look?” Leo asked. I just stared at him with my mouth open. His hair was cut in a totally different way oh and it was also BLONDE!

“Don’t let a fly fly in,” Leo said closing my mouth. He looked nervous.

“Hey ya’ll…,” Virginia said as she bored the bus. Her mouth fell open when she saw Leo.

“What did I tell you about dying your hair?” Virginia asked Leo as she sat next to Natalie.

“You told me it was an incredibly stupid idea,” Leo said running his hands through his hair. “I beg to differ.”

“You better go down to the store and beg for another box of hair dye,” Virginia said.

“I went to the saloon and got my hair cut and dyed,” Leo said.

“Your mom let you do that?” Virginia asked.

“Um, no,” Leo said. His face clouded at the mention of his mom. “But my dad was cool with it.”

“Because he’s bald!” Virginia said.

“By choice,” Leo said quickly. “He shaved his head for cancer awareness.”

“That’s sweet,” I said. Virginia looked at me. She opened her mouth but then she remembered her vow.

“Leo, we both know its all her fault that you’ve just made the stupidest decision of your life,” Virginia said. “Look at Regina! She cut her hair so that it could be back to her original color.”

“No, actually, I think the stupidest decision of my life was sending you to that mushy Valentine,” Leo said. “And Regina looked silly as a red head. I look awesome as a blonde.”

The look on Virginia’s face said it all. She was boiling.

“That was a little harsh,” I whispered in his ear. He took my hand and squeezed it.

I wanted to scream for some reason. From the looks of it, Virginia did too.

The bus pulled up to Drury High School and my heart dropped to the pit of my stomach. It wasn’t until that moment did I realize I had just gone from home schooled to high school. To me it felt like the most scary thing in the world.

Natalie and I were the last ones off the bus. Darcy and Leo were waiting for us at the door.

“Can you believe it?” Darcy asked as he opened the door for us. “We’re in high school!”

Natalie let out a squeal. I gave a nervous smile.

“I hope we have some of the same classes,” Natalie said as we got in line to get our schedules.

“Me too,” was all I could manage to get out.

“You nervous?” Natalie asked.

“Yup,” I nodded. Natalie laughed.

“Me too,” Natalie said. “I feel like having a panic attack.”

“Well, you’re doing an excellent job of hiding it,” I said.

Natalie smiled and laughed.

“Ok, lets see,” Natalie said as she opened up her schedule. “My period A is foreign langue with Mr. Ethan Peterson.”

“So is mine,” Virginia squealed as she looked at her schedule.

“My period A is science with Mrs. Kathy Davis,” I sighed.

“I have science with Mrs. Kathy Davis,” Leo said. “We could be lab partners.”

“Well at least we all have to same homeroom,” Natalie said.

I nodded.

“My period B is English with Mrs. Molly MacDonald ,” Darcy said.

“Me too,” Natalie smiled.

“My period B is Math with Ms. Jamie Cole,” I said.

Virginia looked like she wanted to scream.

“You too?” I asked her.

“I can’t believe I have Math with Mrs. Jamie Cole!” Virginia shouted at Natalie. Natalie tried not to roll her eyes, but she failed.

“I have Math with Mrs. Jamie Cole too,” Leo spoke up.

“My period C is Music and Fine Arts with Mrs. Lee Robin,” Natalie said.

“Lee Robin isn’t a teachers name,” Leo said. Natalie chuckled.

“I have Mrs. Lee Robin too!” Virginia squealed.

“My period C is Social Studies with Mr. Christian Piper,” I said. “Now how’s that for not a teachers name?” Leo smiled.

“I have Mr. Piper too,” Darcy said.

“I’ve got first lunch,” Leo said. “Anybody else got that?”

“I’ve got second lunch,” Natalie said.

“So do I,” I shrugged.

“I do also,” Darcy said.

“Virginia?” Leo asked.

“I’ve got first lunch too,” Virginia said. “But if you think I’m going to sit next to you then you do only use ten percent of your brain.”

Leo laughed.

“While ya’ll have lunch, I have Period D Science with Mr. Bob Landon,” Natalie said.

“So do I,” Darcy smiled.

“I have Period D English with Ms. Marianne Solari,” I sighed.

“I have Period E English with Mrs. Kathrin Benson,” Leo said. “Please tell me someone is taking that class.”

“I’m not,” Virginia said. “My Period E is Social Studies with Mr. Patrick Jude.”

“Charlly?” Leo asked.

“I just said I have English with Ms. Marianne Solari!” I shouted.

“So what’s your Period F?” Leo asked.

“Foreign langue with Ms. Lauren Star,” I said.

“I have her class too,” Leo smiled.

“I can’t believe we don’t have any classes together,” I said to Natalie as I read her schedule.

“We’re all in the same homeroom,” Natalie said.

“From 8:45 to 8:53,” I said. “That’s not even ten minutes!”

“Well we have lunch together,” Natalie said.

“I forgot about–” I started.

I wasn’t given a chance to finish. The bell gave its warning rang.

“Wait! Does anybody have Period A Music and Fine Arts with Mrs. Alyssa Capricorn?” Darcy asked.

“Nope!” Natalie said as she rolled to her foreign language class. “See you in homeroom, English, Science, and Lunch!”

“Leo?” Darcy asked hopefully.

“Nope,” Leo said as he took the handle bars of my wheelchair. “I’ve got science with Charlly.”

“Great,” Darcy grumbled as he walked towards his class. “I’ve got my least favorite class with nobody.”

“Maybe there will be some cute girls,” I winked,

“Not on his life!” Natalie sorta kinda shouted.

I giggled.

“So what does the rest of your day look like?” Leo asked. “I wasn’t really listening. I was freaking out that I’m being forced to take music.”

I smiled.

“I’ve got Period A Science with Mrs. Kathy Davis, Homeroom, Period B Math with Ms. Jamie Cole, Period C Social Studies with Mr. Christian Piper, Period D English with Ms. Marianne Solari, 2nd Lunch, Period E Music and Fine Arts with Mr. Chad Rain, and Period F Foreign Language with Ms. Lauren Star,” I said.

“So I get to start my day with you and end it. I also get Math and Social Studies,” Leo said. “Not a bad day line-up.”

I wanted to smack him on the back, but I settled for the hands.

“Hey!” Leo laughed. “It was a complement!”

Leo finished rolling me into science.

“So where would you like to sit?” Leo asked. “I usually sit in the back.”

“Then I’ll sit in the front,” I said.

“Then I’ll sit in the front with you,” Leo said. He removed one of the chairs from the desk and rolled me into it.

“Perfect fit,” Leo said as he plopped down next to me.

“You better not pass any notes to me,” I said.

“That’s a promise I can’t keep,” Leo winked.

“Then don’t get me in trouble during the process,” I said. Leo smiled.

“I won’t. I promise,” Leo smiled.

Then one of the strangest sights I have ever seen came into the classroom.

A girl, with black hair, came into the classroom riding on a boy’s back.

“Period A Science with Mrs. Kathy Davis,” The boy said, letting the girl off. The girl got off with a squeal and stood next to Piggy-Back Boy. She was very pale and at least a good three inches taller than him.

“Thanks, Chris,” The girl smiled.

“Your welcome, Grace,” The boy, who I guessed was Chris, said.

I was able to get a better look at the boy now that he wasn’t hunched over. He was a little bit below average male height. He had brown hair and brown eyes. He was wearing a plaid shirt and jeans.

“Hi!” The girl said. She held out her hand to me.

“Hi,” I said shaking it.

“I’m Jordan Miller,” The girl said. “Welcome to Drury High and the Berkshires!”

I stared at the girl. Hadn’t Chris just called her Grace like two seconds ago?

“And you are?” Jordan asked.

“I’m Charlotte Lily King, but you can just call me Charlly,” I said.

“Oooo! I like that!” Jordan shouted. “Now, do you spell that like C-H-A-R-L-I-E or C-H-A-R-L-E-E or C-H-A-R-L-L-E, or C-H-A-R-L-L-I-E-L-Y?”

“Um, actually none of the above,” I said. “Its spelled C-H-A-R-L-L-Y.”

“Now that just doesn’t make any sense,” Jordan huffed. “Oh, hi, Leo.”

“Hey, um…, Maggie?”

“I feel like being a Jordan today,” Jordan said.

“Ok, then, hi, Jordan,” Leo said.

“It was nice to meet you, Charlly spelled C-H-A-R-L-L-Y,” Jordan said. “Do you have One or Two Lunch?”

“Huh?” I asked.

“Do you have One or Two Lunch?” Jordan repeated.

“I have Second Lunch,” I said confused.

“So do I!” Jordan shouted. “I’ll seek you out then! Godspeed!”

Jordan sat right next to me. Chris sat next to Jordan. I looked at him. He burst out laughing.

“What is so funny, Chris?” Jordan asked.

“If you had the slightest clue,” Chris smiled. Jordan just stared at him confused.

Mrs. Kathy Davis walked into the room and slammed the door.

“Good morning, class,” Mrs. Davis said. “I’m Mrs. Kathy Davis and I am stuck with you for the rest of the school year.” Mrs. Davis hastily wrote her name on the dry erase board.

“To make my–and your life easier. Please remember where you have sat down and sit there tomorrow and the rest of the school year,” Mrs. Davis said. “I will make a chart sheet and anyone who does not sit where they are sitting today, tomorrow or any other time in the school year I will give them detention.”

Everyone spoke to each other with their eyes. This was going to be a long year.

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My Crazy Life: Episode II-From Home Schooled to High School Installment I

Chapter I

When It All Started

It’s hard to say when it all started. Anyone could easily argue that my story starts when I was shot, the bouquet delivery, the start of the war, Mom and Laz’s wedding, or even as late as my move to space. But one could also argue that it all started the moment I was conceived.

So I guess I better start at the beginning.

My name is Charlly Grace King and I was born on September 17th in Denver, Colorado. My parents are Lou King and Jenny Gray. Lou comes from a well off family, but if there was anything he taught me in the pre-jail days was that all the money in the world can’t make you happy. My mom came from a middle class home, but after just one taste of party life with Lou, my mom distanced herself from her family until they became estranged.

Then I was born. My parents were barely adults when I was born and they had no interest in raising a child. Lou and Mom loved me even back then, but they sure didn’t care too much. Lou was drunk half the time and Mom was too busy with her life and fit me in when it was convenient for her. Since I had little to none paternal supervision, I got into all sorts of trouble. Thankfully, the worst kind of trouble a four year old can get into is eating as much candy she can stuff down her pants and underwear.

Then everything changed. Mom found out that she was pregnant with my little sister Becca and Lou was arrested for drunk driving.

It was an interesting time in my life. Lou wasn’t a great father in his pre-jail days, but he was always there for me even when he was drunk. He was the kind of you hated but also couldn’t dislike. Lou MADE you like him. I don’t know how he did it, but nobody who has ever met him–even the officer that arrested him and the judge that put him in jail–liked him.

Mom had Becca just days after Lou started to fulfill his year and a half jail sentence. Mom wasn’t really in her right mind after she had Becca because she packed everything we owned into a car and drove away from Denver like a mad woman.

We lived in San Jose, California for three months. Mom got a job as a bartender and started dating a regular customer. I don’t remember his name. I saw him like three times. I do know that I didn’t have a good feeling about him. I tried to tell my mom my feelings about this guy, but I was seven years old at the time. Mom didn’t even take my words with a grain of salt. But after he was arrested for attempted assault, Mom believed every word I said.

Mom thought that his arrest was grounds for moving again so we moved again. This time to Las Vegas, Nevada. We stayed there for almost nine months. Mom dated a heavy smoker, drinker, and gambler. He reminded me of Lou in a way so I kept my mouth shut about my feelings about him. When he finally won something at the casino, he broke up with Mom and started dating a supermodel.

That was basically the story of our life for the next few years. We would move, Mom would start dating a loser, the loser would either break up with her or Mom would brake up with him when she realized he was a loser, or the loser would go to jail. It didn’t matter how the break-up occurred. If Mom got her heart broken, we moved. No questions asked. 

Then we moved to Chicago. I was ten. Becca was three. Mom was wiser. She saw what all the moving around was doing to us. She saw what it was doing to her. We were dirt poor. My mom got tired of all that paperwork she had to fill out when she enrolled me in school, so she started homeschooling. Bad. Idea. Mom’s idea of teaching was visiting historical sites and counting cars. My math was horrendous, my spelling was just horrible, and if you asked me what the heart does I would have said “it makes blood”.  

My mom assures me she tried her best NOT to find a boyfriend. She turned down several dates. She was determined on staying in Chicago so Becca and I could have the stable life every child deserves.

But then she met Lou’s twin.

Jason Lindsey has no biological connection to Lou, but he’s a Lou clone if I’ve ever seen one. He had  the same amber eyes and brown hair and the ability to make you like him even if you didn’t want to. He came from a wealthy family.  He was even born in the month of February! He was also a drinker.

Mom fell into his arms quicker than he could finish a drink. Mom actually thought she could have a future with Jason. I think she even kept a stash of wedding magazines just in case Jason popped the question. I knew from the start that that was never going to happen. He was Lou’s twin, but they differed in one way. Lou tried to commit, which is hard to do when you’re not in your right mind half the time. Jason didn’t even try to commit himself to my mother.

Then on the night of June 27th, Jason surprised everybody.

First he asked my mom to marry him. He was drunk of course, but my mom didn’t care. She was already calling his mother to tell her the ‘good’ news. I knew that if I didn’t say something now, our lives would be forever ruined.

I took the wrong approach though. I talked to Jason about it. I told him he was making a mistake and that he was wrong.

There is one thing you never say to Lou or his twin. And that is that he is wrong.

Jason went berserk. He took the gun he kept in his dresser and aimed at it at me. I ran for my life. Jason took one shot and got be right at lumbar T12. I fell down instantly. From that moment on, I was a complete paraplegic.  

My accident was all over the news. I received a bouquet of flowers from a church who heard about my story. The card simply said “Praying for you”. My mom clung to that card with all she had, and I have to admit that that card gave me great hope.

Jason was arrested and was put in jail for twenty years for attempted murder. Funny, I never really thought of it as an attempt on my life until the judge read, “We the jury find the defendant guilty of attempted murder.”

I was in rehab for six long months. Who knew learning how to do stuff you’ve known how to do your entire life could take so long?

On my release date, it was raining cats and dogs, but my mother was determined to go to the church and thank the people for the deed that felt like it had been done over a thousand years ago. My mother forced Bec and I to get out into the rain. She carried me, wheelchair and all, up the steps of the church and walked in without knocking or asking God for permission or whatever you’re supposed to do before you enter a church.

The church was small, a little bit more like a chapel. There was a bunch of old people and some little kids were sitting on the floor watching the choir sing with intense attention.

The song they were singing freaked me out a little. I heard the worlds “feeling pretty blue”, “I’d be mopping too if I was going to be digested’. They lost me at the last part. Digested? Did God digest the bad, undeserving people of the world? If He did I was about to become his dinner.

The song went on to say, “You ran from God this morning and you’re whale chow tonight!” That was the last straw. Whale chow? Did these people worship and trust their lives to a whale?! Everyone always said that Christians were weird, but I didn’t know they thought a whale created them and ran the universe.

Mom was pretty freaked out by the song. She turned to leave, but just as we turned our back the choir sang, “But! Hold on! Hang on! Not so fast you’re life ain’t over yet. See we’re hear to tell you all about a forgiveness that, You. Can. Get.”

I’m listening.

“See God’s a God of mercy. God’s a God of love Right now He’s gonna lend a helping hand from up above!” was the next line.

All of a sudden the little kids started to dance like crazy as they sang the chorus. “Praise the Lord! He’s the God of second chances!”

What happened next happened all too fast.

A man ran into the church. He was wearing camouflage and was dripping wet. A young looking man was standing next to him. My mom and his eye’s met and soon the both of them were dancing with the little children.

The boy looked at the guy with confusion. I have to say that I was just as confused at this whole thing too. Second Chances? It was nice that God gave people second chances, but I was pretty sure I was on like my tenth chance or something.

When the song was finished, the pastor explained how this song was from a movie about talking veggies and how to movie was based on the prophet Jonah. Jonah didn’t want to go to the city of Nineveh because it was so wicked. Even though he was a prophet and should have known better, he ran away from God. Long story short, he was thrown into the ocean, swallowed by a whale who was NOT God, was in there for three days praying and preventing, after three days he was vomited up by the whale, then he did as he was told and saved a bunch of people’s lives. Now one would think that Jonah would be happy that thousands of lives were saved, but no. He didn’t even believe that the people had really repented and went to see what would happen to the city. God gave him a plant even though Jonah had basically just willfully and happily bought a ticket to see murder by plopping his bottom down under the shade. But in the morning, God had a worm ate the plant and had the sun scorch Jonah to faintness. Then Jonah asked God to take his life, and God gave him the best scolding ever.

“Do you do well to be angry for the plant?” God asked.

“Yes, I do well to be angry, angry enough to die,” Jonah said.

 ”You pity the plant, for which you did not labor, nor did you make it grow, which came into being in a night and perished in a night. And should not I pity Nineveh, that great city, in which there are more than 120,000 persons who do not know their right hand from their left, and also much cattle?” God asked.

That verse really hit me. God cared about the people of Nineveh! God even cared about the cattle! Surely, the people of Nineveh had to have been on their millionth chance for Jonah to want to run away from his God given duty. If God pitied Nineveh surely he pitted me.

The pastor then went into another story about how God sent his only Son, Jesus Christ, to the earth to die for US! And all I had to do was believe and trust in Him.  I didn’t have to do a bunch of stuff before He decided to love me. He knew before I was even born. He loves me the way I am, zits and all. On that very spot, I asked Jesus to come into my heart. My mother broke down weeping and accepted Christ. Bec not wanting to be left behind screamed that she believed everything the preacher man had said and wanted Christ. And then the strange man also accepted Christ. The boy with him just stood by the door waiting to leave.

We all pilled out of the church at the same time. The man walked us to our chair and just before taking off Mom asked the man a question.

“Do you really believe in second chances?” Mom asked.

“All I know is that I’ve gotten more second chances than a man deserves,” The man said in with a thick drawl, “and I just received another one in that church.”

The man turned to go but he stopped halfway through and turned back around.

“By the way my name is Larry Stewart, but everyone calls me Laz,” The man said. “And this young man is my son, Matt.”

“I’m Jennifer,” Mom said holding her hand out. “And the two girls are my daughters, Charlly and Becca.”

“I hope to see you again,” Laz said as he got into the truck.

They saw each other again on Sunday and Laz asked my mom out a week later.

I could tell that Laz was different than any of the other men my mom had ever dated. Laz didn’t leave a really bad taste in my mouth. He was honest, kind, and didn’t drink. He wasn’t a criminal waiting to be arrested. He is a man that loves God and loves my mother…and Becca…and me.

Two years after Mom and Laz’s meeting, they decided to get married. I admit. I wasn’t happy about the idea. I still was a little wary of Laz. What if he turned out to be like all the other men in my mother’s past? I knew in my heart that it wasn’t going to happen, but try telling that to my memories.

Mom and Laz got married in that chapel that changed the courses of our lives. Mom and Laz wanted Matt, Becca, and I to be incorporated in their wedding vows. We promised to be a family on that. We promised before God and men to be a family through the good times and the bad. I knew from the second those words left my mouth that being a family was NOT going to be an easy task.

First off there was a WAR going on! Second Laz was from space which was why NOBODY from his family came to the wedding. Laz promised to bring his new family up there when summer came along, but little did we know that we would do a whole lot more than just ‘visit’.

Laz got a call from his Aunt Lori. Mrs. Stewart demanded that her nephew come back home and was even giving him her old house. Mom and Laz decided that moving would be best for our family. Funny, they never actually asked the kids what they thought of this crazy idea.

We moved to space. Things started off pretty bad. We almost flew into another space shuttle, the house turned out to NOT be wheelchair assessable, and I had to move in with some people I didn’t even KNOW! Then I met Leo.

Leopold Logan the Second. Its still too early to decide if he’s good for me or if he’s a ‘keeper’, but so far he’s in the negative.

Why is Leo in the negative? Maybe because he started liking me while he was still DATING somebody!

So, they weren’t ‘official’, but Carolina, the girl he was dating, hates me now. She won’t even talk to me! If there was ever an ‘oh snap!’ moment in my life it was when she said she’d never speak to me. Too bad. Carolina seems like a nice girl if you minus the fact she’s a grudger holder to the end!

Oh and did I mention….LOU CAME BACK INTO MY LIFE! He just flew up one day and placed himself in my life. It turns out Mom and Laz have been helping Lou get his life back together. Oh and he brought a little brother with him.

Boy, am I glad Becca is a girl because if I had to live all those years in a cramped car with a baby brother. Ugh, I don’t think I would have survived!

And then my life got worse–and better! I was enrolled into public school!

“Hurry up, Charlly!”

   

 

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COMING SOON: My Crazy Life: Episode II- From Home Schooled to High School

Coming Soon: My Crazy Life: Episode II-From Home Schooled to High School

And then my life got worse–and better! I was enrolled into public school.

Charlly doesn’t think her life could get any crazier. With Lou–and Mini-Lou now in her life, Virginia not speaking to her, getting used to public school again, and trying to make new friends, Charlly’s not prepared for having to avoid going to the Homecoming Dance with Leo, being on the school newspaper, and her diary being published for all to see. As much as Charlly tries to plan and be prepared for what’s up ahead, nothing could ever prepare her for the tragedy just down the road.

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My Crazy Life: Episode I-The Summer Everything Changed Installment VIII

Chapter VIII

Sleepovers & School Switches 

I lay outstretched on the B&B lawn. The sun shone on my face and kept my body warm. Cars passed by and almost all of the them honked. Becca Lou, who was supposed to be watching Mini-Lou, ran around the yard making bubbles with Rachel and Bella. Meanwhile, Mini-Lou threw mud on unsuspecting people.

“Penny for your thoughts,” Leo said laying down next to me.

“I wish summer could last forever,” I whispered.

“I just wasted a penny,” Leo mumbled as he threw a penny on my stomach.

“Jokes on you! I didn’t even feel it!” I shouted.

“Well do you feel THIS?” Leo shouted. He turned over and started tickling me.

“Stop it!” I shouted as we started to roll down the driveway.

“Never!” Leo shouted as he continued to find a feeling spot.

“Aren’t you supposed to say ‘as you wish?’,” I joked.

“Huh?” Leo asked as we landed at the end of the driveway.

“Leo? CHARLLY!” Virginia screamed from down the street.

“Oh no,” Leo mumbled. For the first time ever, Leo actually looked scared of Virginia.

Leo quietly picked me up and carried me back up the driveway to my wheelchair.

“Well aren’t you going to say anything?” Virginia asked sending daggers with her eyes at us.

“What do you want me to say? You’re controlling, bossy, and loud?” Leo asked.

“Excuse me?” Virginia asked outraged.

“Or would you me to say I made a big mistake when I sent you that mushy Valentine?” Leo asked.

Virginia tried to speak, but no words came out of her mouth.

“It’s been fun. No actually, that’s a lie,” Leo said.

“I’m breaking up with you Leopold Logan the Second!” Virginia screamed.

I tried not to laugh at this very tense and serious moment. Leopold?

“I never asked you to be my girlfriend in the first place!” Leo shouted as he walked down the driveway.

Virginia looked at me and then at Leo who was almost out of sight.

“That did not just happen,” Virginia spit. “He did not just break up with me.”

“Virginia, I’m sorry,” I started.

“No, you’re not!” Virginia screamed. “You planed this whole thing! You just stole my boyfriend!”

“What!” I shouted. “I’ve only been here for three weeks!”

“So your plan worked faster than you expected!” Virginia shouted.

“What plan?” I asked.

“Mi Scusi! Excuse me!”

Virginia and I turned. Neither of us had noticed a yellow taxi drive up the driveway or a young man get out of it.

“Can we help you?” Virginia asked.

“Maybe you can,” The young man said with an Italian accent. “I’m looking for an O’Donnell residence.”

“Ms. Shelby O’Donnell?” Virginia asked.

“Yes! She’s my sorella sister,” The man said.

“You’re Giovanni!” Virginia shouted in full drawl. “The Italian half-brother.”

“And you must be Virginia,” Giovanni said. “The girl with the terrible drawl.”

Virginia blushed.

“Ms. O’Donnell doesn’t live in Florida. She lives in North Adams. You’re about twenty minutes away from your destination. Her orchid is the first house on the outskirts of North Adams. If you see a brown barn, you’ve gone too far. That’s the Woods property.”

“Grazie,” Giovanni smiled. He got back into his taxi and it took off.

“Who was that?” Regina asked sneaking up behind us.

“Giovanni Moore,” Virginia said all dreamy.

“Does Leo have competition,” Regina joked.

Virginia stared at Regina. The fire was back in her eyes.

“UGH!” Virginia screamed. “Rachel! We’re going home!”

“No, I’m not!” Rachel shouted back. “I’m staying over for the sleepover.”

“Sleepover? What sleepover?” Virginia asked.

“Becca Lou’s having a Before School Sleepover here tonight,” I said.

“Well, then I’m having a sleepover tonight!” Virginia screamed. She ran into the B&B.

“Virginia’s heartbroken,” Rachel said. “Virginia does crazy things when her heart breaks.”

“Why would a sleepover be crazy?” I asked.

“Charlly!” Mom shouted. “We need to talk to you!”

What had Virginia done?

**

Actually, Virginia had not uttered a word about my ‘evil’ plan to steal Leo away from her. When I rolled into the B&B, I found Virginia on the phone trying to convince her aunt to let her have a sleepover and Laz, Mom, and Lou sitting on the couch.

“I should go,” Cece Elizabeth said getting up.

Lou almost looked disappointed.

“Charlly, we need to talk about school,” Mom said.

“Ok,” I said. “Are we going to start late or something? I hear that this new CO/OP center for homeschoolers.”

“Charlly, honey, you won’t be homeschooled this year,” Mom said. “Neither will Becca Lou.”

“What! Why?” I asked.

“Charlly, we aren’t going anywhere,” Mom said. Lou and Laz nodded in agreement. “Laz and I have decided to stay in the Berkshires for at least until after Becca Lou’s graduated. We love it here. We love that you guys have made friends so fast. Laz has his family here. I’ve finally found a place I can call home.”

I just stared at them. I thought about the words Natalie had said when she finally realized that Florida was the perfect place for her. Was Florida the perfect place for me? I jumped in my wheelchair as Virginia slammed the door as she left. I had already made an enemy, but even with that the want to go back to Chicago was slowly fading away.

“I’m staying too,” Lou said looking off in the direction Cece Elizabeth went.

“You like her,” I blurted.

Lou’s cheeks turned crimson.

“That’s a discussion for another time,” Lou said.

I winked at him and he winked back.

“So tomorrow I will take you down to the high school and sign you up,” Laz said quickly. He gave Lou a quick stare.

“Charlly!” Natalie shouted rolling into the B&B. “Virginia’s having a sleepover! And I can guarantee it’s gonna be CRAZY!”

**

Just the sight of chickens, a goat, and a pig told me why a sleepover would be a crazy idea.

“You have to be careful when you’re at Virginia’s house,” Natalie explained. “I almost squashed a chicken once.”

“Note to self. Don’t go out in the yard,” I said.

“Forget the yard,” Natalie said. “There are chickens in the house.”

“Are there goats too?” I asked.

“Nope,” Natalie said, “but I think Rachel keeps one of the baby pigs in her room.”

“Who lives like this?” I asked as Natalie rang the doorbell.

“Farm people,” Natalie said.

A tall boy yanked open the door.

“In the family room and FYI I’m not lifting you girls up the steps,” The boy said with a Massachusetts accent.

“Hi, Andrew,” Natalie said sarcastically.

“What did ya’ll think of that? Leo’s been giving me voice lessons,” Andrew said.

“I think you should do what I did,” Natalie said.

“And that is?” Andrew asked.

“Let it naturally find its way into my accent. I love the way I say ‘car’ now!” Natalie shouted.

“You’re accent is cute. You got a little British, a little Southerner, and dash of Massachusetts. My accent is a big piece of Southern pie,” Andrew said.

“And you want to sound like you’re from Boston?” I asked.

“Why not?” Andrew asked.

“A teacher told Virginia her accent hurt her ears and she only embraced it more. Own who you are!” Natalie shouted.

“Andrew! Stop harassing my friends!” Virginia shouted. “Well my friend.”

“Sorry, Ginny,” Andrew said.

Tears mounted in Virginia’s eyes.

“Just let them in,” Virginia shouted at Andrew. She marched down the hall.

“She was dumped earlier,” Andrew whispered as we rolled in the house. “And she’s pretty sour about it. Frankly, I don’t know what Leo saw in her in the first place.

Natalie rammed him with her wheelchair and left him silently screaming his pain.

“I haven’t seen you in a while,” Jessie-Maria pouted as Natalie rolled into the family room.

“I haven’t seen my brother in a while,” Natalie said. Jessie-Maria blushed.

“So how’s that going away?” Emily pried.

“None of your beeswax!” Jessie-Maria shouted throwing her pillow at Emily. “How’s your relationship with Nelson?”

“It’s officially and that’s all that I’m saying,” Emily smiled. She started to pet a chicken that had just snuggled up under her arm. “How ya doing Aggie?”

“You know the chickens by name?” I asked.

“Yup,” Emily said. “This is Aggie and the one leaving droppings by your wheelchair is Ellen.”

“You don’t have these chickens potty trained?” I asked.

“All but Ellen,” Virginia giggled. “She refuses to poop anywhere but that spot you are sitting in.”

I immediately rolled away from that spot.

“Hey, girls,” Aunt Jane said walking into the family room. She had a chicken on a leash.

“Hi, Aunt Jane. Hi, Alice,” Natalie said.

“Bock!” Alice shouted. She started to run towards Natalie.

“Stop!” Aunt Jane shouted. “I have a flight risk here. She ran out in the middle of the street. Timmy almost ran over her. He was racing Jaci to the clinic. The poor girl had resorted to puking in her purse.”

“Oh no,” Emily said. “My big brother is gonna be a daddy!”

“What’s so horrible about that?” Aunt Jane asked.

“Think about it,” Emily said. “My big brother Timothy-Caleb Stewart raising a child…with his genes.”

“God help us all,” Aunt Jane said.

Everyone laughed.

“Well, we all know he’ll be a better father than Lou,” Virginia said.

Nobody said anything. Natalie and Aunt Jane stared at Virginia in shock that she had just said that.

“Virginia, that wasn’t a very nice thing to say,” Aunt Jane said. “Apologize.”

Virginia looked at me and smirked.

“I’m sorry, Aunt Jane, but I can’t do that,” Virginia said.

“And why can’t you?” Aunt Jane asked folding her arms.

“Because from this moment on, I am never speaking to Charlotte Lily King ever again!” Virginia shouted.

Natalie and I stared at each other. We were both thinking the same thing.

Oh, snap.

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My Crazy Life: Episode I-The Summer Everything Changed Installment VII

Chapter VII

Invitations & Inventions & Laser Tag &…….Little Brothers? 

I was awoken the next morning by the sound of the doorbell being repeatedly pushed.

“What time is it?” Natalie groaned as she made a sleepy transfer to her wheelchair.

“Six-thirty,” I said as I glanced at the clock.

“Make it stop!” Noel screamed. She put her hands over her ears and started to shout random things.

Chaos erupted in the Matthews house. The sound of babies wailing made me become fully awake. I heard the sound of four little feet and two big feet racing down the steps.

I heard Mr. Steve grumble as he passed the room.

“I’M COMING!” Mr. Steve shouted as the ringing started to get faster and louder.

“Charlly, its for you!” Mr. Steve shouted seconds later.

“Me?” I mumbled as I transferred from bed and into my wheelchair.

“Good Morning, Charlly,” Megan said as I passed her in the hallway. Bella gave me a smile and waved.

“Morning,” I mumbled because so far it wasn’t very good.

The roll to the door was slow. I almost fell asleep a couple of times on the minute roll to the door.

“What took you so long!” Becca Lou shotued when I got to the front door.

“Why are you ringing the doorbell at six in the morning?” I retorted.

“The-police-showed-up-at-the-B&B-and-I-overheard-them-say-they-wanted-to-speak-to-a-Robert-King,” Becca Lou said. She spoke so fast she said it all like it was one word.

“WHAT!” I screamed.

“Then-I-asked-who-Robert-King-was-and-Lou-stood-up-and-said-that-he-was-Robert-King!” Becca Lou screamed.

I was down the wheelchair ramp and on the road within seconds.

A bazillion things ran through my mind. Was Lou being arrested? Why else would the police want to speak with him? Maybe one of my grandparents had died? I remember Lou saying something about having a much younger sister. Was she in trouble?

“Charlly, have you heard a word I’ve said?” Becca Lou screamed as we past the Rivers’ cabin.

“No, sorry,” I said. “Say it again will you please?”

“Why does Lou call himself Lou if his name is Robert?” Becca Lou asked.

“You’ll have to ask Lou about that one,” I said.

When we reached the B&B, Lou’s motorcycle was still parked in the driveway. No police cars were around. I noticed that Cece Elizabeth was sitting on the porch swing.

Cece Elizabeth turned towards us when she heard Becca Lou’s frantic feet stomp up the steps.

“Girls,” Cece Elizabeth sighed, “Lou’s gone.”

**

“I’m sorry, Charlly,” Mom said after I asked her what happened for the millionth time. “Lou asked me not to tell you. All I can say is that he did not get arrested.”

I gave a frustrated sigh. It was now the afternoon and no one would say anything about what had happened that morning. All I knew was that the police came to speak to Lou, Lou grabbed his jacket, and left with them.

“I’m sure he’s coming back,” Natalie said as we rolled into the restaurant to hunt out a snack.

“You don’t know Lou,” I sighed.

“He left his motorcycle and his stuff,” Natalie said. “He has to come back for that at least.”

“Lou never cared about stuff. If he was out of there, he was out of there,” I grumbled.

“If you ask me Lou looked all most happy to go along with the cops,” Darcy said not looking up from what he was doing.

“Did you use the words happy, go along, and cops in the same sentence?” Natalie asked.

“Yup,” Darcy said as he handed Natalie an envelope.

“What’s this?” Natalie asked opening it.

“Invitations to my birthday par….celebration,” Darcy said as he handed me mine.

“You’re never to old to have a birthday party,” Natalie laughed as she took out the card.

“How old are you turning? Twenty-One?” I joked as I took my card out.

“Fifteen,” Darcy said.

“My baby is growing up so fast,” Ms. Donna said as she brought out some fruit.

“Mom!” Darcy shouted.

“What? It’s true?” Ms. Donna said.

At the same time Natalie said, “You have got to be kidding me.”

“Don’t tell me you don’t like laser tag,” Darcy said in a surprised voice.

” You’re having a laser tag party!” I shouted as I read my invitation. “I’m in.”

“I’ve never played,” Natalie started, “but that’s not…”

“It’s real simple, Nat,” Darcy said. “You….”

“I know how laser tag works,” Natalie snapped. “If you don’t want me to come to your party, next time just say so.”

“Huh?” Darcy asked clearly confused.

“Don’t play dumb with me,” Natalie said dropping the invitation on the ground. She started to roll towards the family room.

Darcy and I stared at each other for a second.

“Do you have any idea what that was about?” Darcy asked me.

“Nope,” I answered.

“I better go after her and find out what’s wrong,” Darcy said getting up. He turned to me. “I might need some backup.”

I nodded and rolled after the direction he went in.

“Natalie! Wait!” Darcy called as he ran down the driveway.

Natalie stopped, turned around, and folded her arms.

“I’m waiting,” Natalie said when we reached her.

“Look, Natalie, I don’t know what I did wrong, but….sorry?” Darcy said.

I let a snicker escape. Natalie looked at me.

“I don’t know how you find this funny when it affects you too,” Natalie said.

“How does it affect me?” I asked.

“You do realize that we can’t play laser tag right,” Natalie said.

“Why not?” I asked.

“Why do we never use water guns in our fights?” Natalie asked.

“Huh?” I asked.

“Why do we have water balloon fights and not water gun fights?” Natalie asked.

I shrugged, but Darcy’s mouth fell open.

“Oopps,” Darcy said. “I didn’t think about that.”

“Now, I’m confused,” I said.

“Charlly, in order to fire a laser gun you need both hands free. One to pull the trigger and the other to push a button to make it fire. We are also slower than everybody else. We would be the easiest targets,” Natalie said. “We would probably never get to fire because we’d be waiting to be risen from the dead so many times.”

“Oh….,” I said understanding.

“We could play as teams!” Darcy shouted. “You guys could be on a team together and….”

“Nice idea, Darcy, but…,” Natalie started but her eyes landed on a taxi that was coming down the street.

I nearly fainted as Lou and a little mini-Lou got out of the taxi.

**

“I can’t believe you never told me you had another kid!” I shouted.

Lou cringed a little. He was searching for the words to say.

“I thought it’d be a nice surprise,” Lou said.

“You thought finding out that I have a for year old half-brother would be a nice surprise?” I asked.

“Yes….,” Lou said as if he was unsure of what to say.

I grunted and folded my arms. My eyes caught sight of Becca Lou and Mini-Lou, who’s real name was Jacob, playing with chalk on the B&B driveway.

Becca Lou didn’t even bat an eye when she found out that Mini-Lou was our half brother. She just took his hand and asked if he wanted to play with chalk or a ball.

“Look, Lottie, I didn’t know he existed until six months ago,” Lou said. “Trying to get full custody is why I didn’t come to see you right after I got out of rehab. When your Mom found out about him….”

“Wait! Mom knew that you had another kid with another woman?” I asked.

Lou nodded tentatively.

“Your Mom and Laz put in a good word for me,” Lou said. “The police came by this morning and told me that Jacob’s mother was arrested for DWI last night.”

“DWI?” I asked.

“Driving will intoxicated,” Lou said. “The blood work showed she was three times over the legal alcohol limit and was rather high.”

“Wasn’t that what you were arrested for?” I asked. Lou nodded.

“But I’m trying to change my life around. I hope some day she does,” Lou said.

I started to roll away. I was so mad at Lou at that moment. A nice surprise? Who in there right mind would think that suddenly finding out you have a new sibling would be a nice surprise?

“Love ya, Lou Pa,” I said just so we didn’t leave on too awful of terms.

“Love ya, Charlly Lottie,” Lou called.

I slammed the door way harder than I meant too. The sound of the door got Becca Lou and Mini-Lou’s attention.

“Come over here” Mini-Lou hollered. I rolled over to where they were drawing partly amused.

“Do you like to play?” Mini-Lou asked me.

“Sure,” I shrugged.

“Do you like to draw?” Mini-Lou asked.

“Sure,” I shrugged.

“Then this is the PERFECT game for you!” Mini-Lou shouted. He threw up his hands causing the piece of chalk in his hands to land on the ground and break.

I couldn’t hold it in any longer. I gave him a smile.

“Charlly feels like she’s too old to do chalk and play games,” Becca Lou said.

“Oh,” Mini-Lou said.

“It doesn’t look like there’s going to be a water balloon fight today,” I said transferring from my wheelchair to the ground. “I guess I can do some driveway coloring.”

“We’re drawing this town!” Mini-Lou shouted. “I saw a sign with a snowman on the way here and Mr. Lou says that there’s a statue of an elk here too!”

I spent the rest of the afternoon drawing buildings, clouds, and elks.

**

“Tada!”

I stared at the invention that Darcy was so proudly displaying to Natalie and I. If you asked me the thing looked like a double pair of underwear.

“Please tell me that is not underwear,” Natalie said.

“It is not underwear,” Darcy said. “I made it out of some strong fabric that Jaci gave me.”

“You sewed that?” I asked.

“With some help from Jaci,” Darcy blushed. “Ok a lot of help.”

“Put your underwear back on! You’re in a public place where people eat!” Mini-Lou shouted as he walked into the restaurant with Lou not that far behind.

Darcy burst into titters and Natalie and I started to giggle.

“Not wearing your underwear is no laughing matter,” Mini-Lou said as Lou ordered for them.

That only made us laugh more.

“Ok, if its not a strange looking pair of underwear what is it?” Natalie asked as she tried to stop laughing.

“Let me demonstrate,” Darcy said. He put his legs through two of the legs slots.

“You look ridiculous,” Natalie giggled.

“Your about to look ridiculous too,” Darcy said. “Lou can you help me with something?”

“Sure,” Lou shrugged. He walked up to where we were standing. “What do you need me to do?”

“Can you pick up Natalie and put her in the back of this thingamajig?” Darcy asked.

Lou gave a slow nod.

“One, two, three!” Lou shouted as he picked Natalie. He put her in the sling.

“This is fun!” Natalie laughed as Darcy walked around the room with er attached to him.

“I made another one for you too,” Darcy said to me as he helped Natalie back into her wheelchair.

“So how does this slow our problem?” I asked.

“Some one on your team will carry you on their back. They’ll be your legs,” Darcy said.

“Oh,” I said nodding. “That’s actually a pretty good idea.”

“So are we good?” Darcy asked Natalie.

“More than good.” Natalie smiled.

**

I tried to hold my breath. The enemy was approaching. Clueless that I and my partner were hiding behind a barrier.

“Ready?” Leo whispered.

“Ready.”

We aimed our laser beams on our target and fired.

“Not again!” Virginia screamed.

“Ha!” Leo shouted. We ran from our hiding place.

“Gotca!” Natalie shouted as she pointed her beam at my shoulder.

“I’ve been hit!” I said all dramatically.

“Hey!” Natalie shouted as Leo shot her and Darcy.

“Let’s get outa here!” I shouted. Leo ran up the ramp.

“A ha!” Yule shouted. He took out Leo.

“Cover me while I recover!” Leo shouted as he ran in zigzags.

“Stop!” I whispered. I could see Matt trying to hide behind a barrier. I aimed and fired.

“Who did that!” Matt shouted.

I silently giggled.

“Not so fast!”

Leo turned, which was a bad move because Bennet took him out.

“Seriously, man! I just recovered!” Leo shouted. Bennet smiled, but his smile turned upside down when I took him out.

“It’s no fair! You guys get attached backup!” Benent shouted. “Well, I’m a paraplegic! I should be on somebody’s back!”

Leo ran away before Bennet could take another aim at him.

“Capow!” Mini-Lou shouted as he waved his gun in the air like a maniac.

“AH!” Leo shouted. He ran right into Lou.

“Sorry, son,” Lou said. He took the both of us out.

“Dad!” I shouted.

“Sorry, Lottie,” Lou said. “Hey! Who got me!”

Becca Lou gave a mysterious laugh.

“Thirty seconds!” Someone called out.

We all ran off in different directions.

As we ran, I managed to get Noel and Emily.

“Say bye-bye.”

I groaned as Noel got her revenge.

“Time’s up!”

The lights in the room turned back on. What seemed like hundreds of people emerged from behind barriers and out of nowhere.

“That was awesome!” Jessie-Maria shouted.

“I can’t believe I actually hit somebody,” Jaci said as we pilled out of the room.

“I wonder who won,” Darcy said as he put Natalie back in her wheelchair.

“Me of course,” Leo said helping me into the wheelchair.

“Let’s see,” Regina said looking at the score board. “That’s not fair!”

“What’s not fair?” I asked.

“Charlly, got the most hits!” Regina shouted. “And Natalie got second. Darcy third and Leo fourth.”

“All right!” Leo said as he high-fived Darcy.

“You guys had backup!” Regina shouted. “It should be illegal!”

“Illegal?” Lou laughed as he tried to get the laser gun from Mini-Lou’s hands.

“Well at least against the rules,” Regina said crossing her arms.

“There are different rules for paraplegics,” Natalie said as she got her sheet.

“Not all paraplegics,” Bennet joked.

“I don’t care!” Nelson shouted. “I just want to do it again!”

“Again!” Everyone shouted excitedly.

 

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My Crazy Life: Episode I-The Summer Everything Changed Installment VI

Chapter VII

Forgiveness & Love

I thought in space I would be safe from him, but at the moment space seems like the least safe place in the universe.

Sure a war is going on on earth, but at least he isn’t there. At least the man that made my and my mom’s life miserable isn’t there.

I’m tempted to go back to the Asteroid Inn to make sure he’s still there or at least call and check. But even if I called I’d have to apologize for screaming at him and my mom and I don’t feel like even being around anyone right now. I’m in a place were nobody would ever find me. I’m hiding in the panic room of the Stevenson’s starfighter. I don’t even know why starfighters come built with panic rooms. You flee to the panic room when you’re about to die. Why not just die in the cockpit instead of this pitch black empty room is beyond me.

The only light in here is the small glow of my computer. My wheelchair takes up most of the room in the panic room. It’s starting to feel hot in here and the oxygen is starting to feel stale. But I don’t care. Its quiet in here except for the soft hum of the computer working. Anywhere else in the floating space house the sounds of machine running and people just living life would keep me from my thoughts. My thoughts aren’t good ones right now, but sometimes a girl just wants to be alone with her thoughts.

I might as well write down my thoughts so whoever finds me in here passed out from oxygen depletion can see what was on my mind and what drove me to hide out in the panic room.

My thoughts are these: Why did Mom ask him to come? Why did he come and what are his intentions? Would he try to smooth talk Mom to get back with him? He’s gotten so good at smooth talking and lying that even I can’t tell whether what comes out of his mouth is a truth or a lie. Would Mom leave Laz for him? I mean Laz’s not my favorite person ever but he’s a million times better than he. 

I haven’t see him for almost six years. He called every chance he got while he was in jail. I like to believe it was pure boredom that drove him to call us. Our conversations were always the same. He’d ask me about school, about my friends, and if there were any boys he needed to talk to. I don’t know what he said to Mom or even the words of the short cooing he would say to Bec, but every time Mom talked to him she went some place dark and Bec always shined.

After he got out of jail the calls came less often until two years ago they just stopped. I personally didn’t mind. The talks were always creepy and uncomfortable. Every time I got off the phone with him I would secretly pray that he would stop calling–even before I came to believe that God was real. 

I guess I always knew God was there. I’ve just always had a hard time believing that He was there for me. But the verse about him being the Father to the fatherless is what hooked me. No matter how hard Laz may try, he will never be my father. Even if Lou finds a way to lie into my heart, he will never be my father. But I am not fatherless and I’m not even alone at this moment. God is here with me and He’ll never leave. 

Then why does it feel like I’ve left Him on earth?

**

I woke up gasping for air. My laptop was the only light in this strange room I was in. The words stared back at me. I remembered writing them, but I didn’t remember when. All was quiet. I didn’t even hear a wail of a baby. Where was I?

I used the light of my laptop to find my way to the door. The door only lead to a much smaller room. My face rubbed up against another door. I fumbled for the doorknob and when I did light assaulted my eyes. All the sounds of the Matthews house were thrown into my ears at once. A yelp escaped my lips.

I rolled around to find that I had really been in a panic room. Drury Hall’s panic room which was hidden inside an unused coat closet. How I had found such a private room in my state of distress I don’t know, but I was glad I had found it. I felt refreshed and renewed.

But all my problems were still there. Lou was probably still in Florida and the burden of having to apologize for calling him a ‘boldfaced liar’ and ‘the only person I’ve ever wished dead’ was still there. I tried not to replay the scene in my mind. I also let it rip at my mother before rolling off as fast as I could.

“Look who decided to show her face.”

I stared at Matt wondering what in the world he was doing sitting in a chair in the middle of the Matthews’ hallway reading a book.

“Matt, what are you doing here?” I asked.

“Waiting for you,” Matt said like I should have known that. “Noel told me I’d find you in here, but when I opened the door you were asleep.”

“And what do you want with me?” I asked folding my arms.

“You really hurt Lou’s feelings,” Matt said. “He cried.”

“He WHAT!” I shouted. Lou never cries. Never ever. He rarely ever even shows his true emotions. I couldn’t have possibly made HIM cry.

“Cried as in shed tears of sadness,” Matt said. “He didn’t have a weeping fest, but I saw some tears splash out his eyes as you rolled away like a mad woman.”

“I was a mad woman,” I said. My joke felt flat. Matt only got tighter.

“What you said was really mean, Charlly. All the man wants is a relationship with his daughter,” Matt said. “I know you don’t know this, but your mom and my dad helped get Lou into rehab. They sent him to a Christ-based addiction treatment rehab. Lou’s waited two long years to finally be able to be a real dad to you and Becca Lou and all you do is yell poison soaked words at him.”

“I don’t you need you to play sibling parent,” I snapped.

“Charlly, I would give anything to see my mom again,” Matt said in a low, sad voice. “I get two phone calls a year–on my birthday and on Christmas. Dad and I receive a Christmas card every year. She doesn’t even write a personal inscription. It always says in computer font “Mike, Patrica, and Nicole wish you a happy holiday.”

“What’s so wrong with that?” I asked. “I haven’t spoken to Lou in two years! I never received a birthday present or a Christmas card!”

“But there’s a big difference,” Matt said. “Anyone with ten percent of their brain can see that Lou cares and loves you an Becca Lou. I would do anything to know that my mom really loved me. She enjoys her life without me. She has the stable husband she’s always wanted and the perfect little daughter she wouldn’t even let herself dream about. And I have to admit that I enjoy my life without her. I don’t think you enjoy life without Lou. I know your just dying to go down to the B&B and roll right into Lou’s arms.”

I tried not to cry. I really did. But tears followed out my eyes like a river. For the first time ever, Matt willingly hugged me and wiped away the tears.

“Charlly, it’s never easy to apologize especially when you know you’re going to get punished, but coming from a guy who’s had plenty of experience in the forgiving depart, saying and actually meaning the words “I forgive you” is a lot easier than walking around with the boulder of forgiveness on your shoulders and saying the words “I hate you.”

I stared at Matt in pure amazement. That was something Laz would say at a time like this. Matt even sounded a little like Laz when he said it.

“I forgive you,” I said as I rolled towards the front door.

“For what?” Matt asked running after me.

I didn’t answer him.

**

When I rolled into the Sunshine B&B all eyes fell upon me. I looked over at Mom. I could see the reproof and harsh words forming on her lips, but Lou spoke before Mom had a chance to open her mouth.

“Lottie,” Lou said in a dry sounding voice, “before you speak I want to say something to you and I never want you to forget it. Never say sorry if you don’t mean it. Don’t say sorry to get out of trouble. Don’t say sorry because somebody’s forcing you. Saying sorry when you don’t mean it is lying. Its a flat out lie. And nobody likes to be lied to. Lottie, your mother and I have talked. You will not get in trouble for your little outburst this morning. With that being said, hate me all you want, Lottie. Just let me warn you that all hate is going to do is scorch your heart.”

I nearly had a panic attack at his words. The voice was the same, but the words weren’t. Lou never seemed to care a thing about what I did. I can remember all sorts of things I got away with that most parents wouldn’t their kids even think of doing.

It me a moment to realize that all eyes were still on me. Lou had sat back down in his seat. Some of the little kids were whispering to each other, but other than that a sound was not to be heard in the room.

How badly I wanted to be able to scream the words “I forgive you, Lou!” and hug the man to death, but they weren’t true. I still had a lot of anger and hate stacked up against Lou, but underneath all the hurt was love for the man that played a roll in giving me life.

I gulped. Could I really tell Lou that I loved him? I saw Lou sitting there waiting for some words from me. I could either say venomous words or words that would give him hope. Hope that one day we could one day forgive and forget.

I took my time rolling over to the table Lou sat at. Nobody’s eyes followed me, but their ears were listening.

I got as close as I could to Lou without rolling over his feet. His amber eyes sparkled at me. I had never seen Lou’s eyes sparkle before. The sparkling of his eyes sealed the deal for me to say the words I’ve been longing to say.

“I love you, Lou Pa,” I whispered.

Lou smiled. I hadn’t called him Lou Pa since he went off to jail and I rarely even said it before then.

“I love you too, Charlly Lottie,” Lou whispered.

And with those eleven words between us uttered, things would never be the same.

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Check Out the New Berkshire County Chronicles Page!

The new page replaces Natalie: Discussion Questions and the Berkshire County Chronicles Characters  pages. This page contains more information about characters and the completed list of Natalie Discussion questions. This page also has a stories part of it which list the current and coming soon stories in the Berkshire County Chronicles! This page contains a tiny spoiler to installment five and six of My Crazy Life: Episode I so read at your own risk! 🙂

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My Crazy Life: Episode I-The Summer Everything Changed Installment V

Chapter VI

Motorcycles & A Man Named Lou

The next day I stayed at home while Natalie, Noel, and Yule went to the B&B. I tried to rewrite some of my stories, but my brain was blanking out on creativity.

I fiddled around with Checkers, but the high score on the computer was way higher than the score I had gotten on my old computer. Who knew Bella was good a checkers?

“Charlly, there’s someone here to see you,” Mrs. Matthews called. I rolled out of what was now my bedroom and onto the porch.

“Leo,” I whispered.

“Hey,” Leo shrugged. “Natalie asked me to come ask you if you wanted to join us. We’re going to have a water balloon fight.”

“Sure,” I shrugged. I opened the door and told Mrs. Matthews where I was going and she told me to be back by dinner.

“Charlly,” Leo said as he walked and I rolled towards the B&B.

“Yeah?” I asked.

“Last night I thought about telling you something, but at the last second decided not to. I accidentally hit send and gave you half of the message. I then told you to delete it. After much thought, I’ve decided to confess to you,” Leo said.

I stopped rolling. Leo stopped walking. He looked at me straight in the eyes. I tried not to flicker or scream something I would regret.

“I’m crazy for,” Leo started.

Time seemed to go by very slowly. Seconds seemed like hours.

“Science fiction,” Leo finished.

“Huh?” I asked.

“I know impossible to believe right?” Leo asked.

“You like science fiction?” I asked relieved.

“Love it,” Leo said. “Anything in the future or with aliens I’m all for it.”

“Wait, how did you know I liked science fiction?” I asked.

“I just guessed since you named yourself MyHeadsInSpace. A normal daydreamer would have called themselves MyHeadsInTheClouds,” Leo said.

“Thanks a lot,” I said shoving him. “Why do you act like your love of science fiction is some big secret?”

“It is!” Leo shouted. “Not even Virginia knows how much I like science fiction! She also doesn’t know I write Sci-Fi stories.”

“You write?” I asked. I found that quite hard to believe. Leo was a tough looking boy. He was dressed in jeans, an undershirt, and a leather jacket. His hair was slicked back and he had a playful almost joking manor and attitude. He was not what I would have imagined when I thought male Sci-Fi writer.

“Yup,” Leo said. “I actually just finished my third draft of my novel last week.”

“You’ve written a novel?” I asked.

“A hundred thousand words,” Leo said with pride.

“Can I read it?” I blurted. Leo looked at me hesitated.

“I’ve never shown it to anybody,” Leo said.

“What’s it about?” I asked.

“It’s about this guy named Logan Leopold. He’s an astronaut in the year 2476. He’s on a mission to explore the galaxy closest to the Milky Way. While he’s hovering around the planets, his ship malfunctions and he crashes onto the planet Lux. The planet Lux is a more advanced Earth and the people that live on them are just like humans. This discovery perplexes the people back on earth. I call it Hopping Galaxies.

“It sounds good,” I said.

“You really think so?” Leo asked.

“Really,” I smiled. A smile popped up on Leo’s face.

“I’ll email it t you through the messenger tonight,” Leo smiled. “Race you up the driveway!”

Leo beat me by like three seconds.

“There you guys are!” Virginia shouted. “We’re ready.” Virginia threw a water balloon at Leo.

“Oh no you didn’t!” Leo shouted. He picked up a water balloon out of the bucket and threw it at Virginia.

Soon wet kids were running-and rolling- across the B&B yard trying their hardest not to get wet. Screams and giggles erupted without notice. Nobody even noticed the motorcycle that had made it’s way down the street, into the driveway, and then was parked. Nobody noticed the rider of the motorcycle walk up the driveway and ring the doorbell and nobody noticed him walk into the B&B when the door was answered.

“Who’s bike is that?” Leo asked as he stopped throwing balloons to admire the bike. I withheld throwing a water balloon at him and stared at the motorcycle.

“Does anyone around here ride a motorcycle?” I asked.

“None that I know of,” Leo shrugged.

“What are you guys doing?” Yule asked as he threw a water balloon at the back of Leo’s head.

“Cool ride,” Yule said. He walked up to the bike.

“Awesome bike!” Darcy shouted. He ran towards the bike.

“Who rides a motorcycle!”

“I wonder who the rider is?”

“Did anyone see anyone?”

“I wonder if it has a name?”

That question came from Becca Lou.

“It does, Ducky. I call it Tommy.”

I literately froze in my chair. I knew that voice anywhere in the world.

“Lou,” I said turning around.

Lou looked at me with tear stained eyes. Becca Lou ran into Lou’s arms.

“Hey, Ducky,” Lou smiled as he picked her up. “How you been?”

“Good,” Becca Lou said. “Mommy got married.”

“I know,” Lou said nodding.

My eyes went over to the porch. Mom was sitting on the porch swing. Laz was by her side. I couldn’t see Mom’s face well which meant I couldn’t read it. I couldn’t see Laz’s face either.

I felt like crying. What right did Lou have to show up here and ruin a perfectly good game of water balloon fight? Why hadn’t he just stayed in Colorado? I hadn’t seen Lou since he was sent to jail right after Becca Lou had been born. I hadn’t heard from since my twelfth birthday. Why did he decide to just show up like this now?

“And how have you been doing, Lottie?” Lou asked.

“Just fine without you in my life,” I snapped.

Everyone stared at me. Their eyes were searching for answers.

“Excuse me,” I said as I rolled through the crowded and towards the wheelchair ramp.

My mom didn’t say anything to me as I rolled up the wheelchair ramp. She didn’t even look at me. Laz did though. His face was blank.

“What does he want?” I asked.

Mom sighed. Her eyes kept watching Lou. Now Lou was answering questions about his bike. Becca Lou was still holding on tight to him. Something inside me wanted to do the same thing, but something else inside me told me that no matter how hard I hugged him he would still leave and he would still let me down.

“Why is here?” I asked. Mom finally looked at me. Her face and tears were mixed with regret and…was that happiness?

“Because I asked him to come,” Mom said.

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My Crazy Life: Episode I-The Summer Everything Changed Installment IV

Chapter IV

Cherry Popsicles & Chatting

Before I even had a chance to cry or scream over my murdered laptop or before Mrs. Matthews had a chance to apologize for her granddaughter, what seemed like hundreds of dripping wet people burst into the house.

“Wet kids!” Mrs. Matthews screamed. “Get out of my kitchen! Go out on the porch and I’ll bring you guys towels…and popsicles.”

With the promise of popsicles everyone but Darcy raced out of the kitchen.

“What happened here?” He asked pointing at my laptop. Natalia giggled as if she was happily confessing to the dirty deed.

“Baby laptop murder,” I spit out. Darcy laughed.

“Would you mind if I took a look at it?” Darcy asked as he walked towards the door.

“If you can fix that thing, I’ll love you forever,” I said almost in a grumble.

“Don’t let Natalie hear you say that,” Darcy laughed. The door slammed as he ran around the house to the porch.

“Please deliver these for me,” Mrs. Matthews said as she dispensed about ten towels in my lap. “Can you also take the popsicles out?”

“Sure,” I said.

“I’m really sorry about your computer, Charlly. I thought it would be safe on the table. I had no idea Natalie knew how to climb…or was strong enough to lift the laptop,” Mrs. Matthews apologized as she rummaged through the freezer. “You can have my old one if you want. The internet’s fuzzy, but the Word works perfectly.”

“Thanks, I’d appreciate that,” I sighed. “Darcy’s going to take a look at it, but I doubt he can do anything with it.”

“I didn’t know Darcy was into computers. Doesn’t surprise me,” Mrs. Matthews said as she dropped the popsicles on top of the towels. “But in the meantime, this computer needs to get picked up off my kitchen floor.”

Mrs. Matthews picked up Natalie and walked off towards the family room where Mr. Steve was watching the triplets.

My trip to the front door was slow since I couldn’t see over the Leaning Tower of Towels and Popsicles, but I managed to make it to the front door without dropping anything.

“And when Nelson came around and splattered Jessie-Maria with that whooper of a water balloon!” A girl with very wet red hair laughed as I opened the front door of the Matthews’ house.

“Hey!” A girl with wet brown hair shouted. “He hit me in the face with that glob of water!”

“You’ve gotta admit Jessie-Maria that it was pretty funny,” A girl with wet blonde/auburn hair snickered.

“To bad Timmy got married,” A boy with almost dry dirty blonde hair said.

“Why?” Natalie asked.

“Because Timmy is the best water ballooner in all of Berkshire County!” The boy shouted. “First he turns down a fun day just hanging out to spend with his wife, the next thing we’ll know Timmy’s going to be a dad.”

“What’s wrong that?” Natalie asked. “I’ll get to be an aunt again.”

“Natalie, think,” The girl with red hair said. “Can you imagine? Timmy…my brother…a father?! Jaci was born to be a mommy, but Timmy…” The girl broke out in giggles.

“When you put it that way,” Natalie said. She started to titter.

“Hey, Noel has a daughter and she played with us this afternoon,” The red haired blondie said.

“Man,” The dirty blonde boy said shaking his head. “Noel was the only one that got me.”

“Not true!” A black haired boy, who was standing on the steps shouted. “I got you from the behind. So did Bennet.”

“Guys,” The girl with red hair said. Everyone turned to look at me.

“Everyone, this is Charlly King. She’s staying with us while her parents build their house,” Natalie said. “Charlly, this is Emily Stewart, Regina Drew, Nelson Drew, Leo Logan, and Jessie Maria Sean.”

She pointed to everyone as she said their names.

“Man, Natalie, I thought your parents had some sense!” Nelson shouted. “Her parents could be like murders!”

“That is getting so old!” Regina shouted.

“What is?” Nelson asked. His eyes told me he knew what Regina was going to say.

“You’re latest obsession with the word ‘Man’,” Regina said. “You sound like some delinquent!”

Nelson snickered.

“Man, older twin sisters are so annoying,” Nelson said. Regina gave him a gentle shove.

“I think the popsicles might be melting,” I said as I felt something wet drip onto me. Everyone crowded around me as they got a popsicle and a towel.

“What kind of popsicles do you like?” Leo asked as he pulled out the last two popsicles. One was grape, and the other was cherry.

“I like cherry,” I stuttered.

“Good, because I hate cherry,” Leo smiled as he threw the cherry one at me and opened his grape.

“Why did you ask then?” I asked as I caught the popsicle with one hand.

“Virginia’s always trying to get me to be more ‘gentlemanlike’. Whatever that means,” Leo said as he sucked on his popsicle very ungentlemanlike.

“Wait…you’re that Leo!” I guffawed. I almost slapped myself for not making the connection.

“Yup, what of it?” Leo asked.

“Let’s just say Virginia had quite the outburst earlier,” I said trying to stop from laughing.

Leo smirked. He actually smirked. The smirk squished any hope for me to stop laughing.

“Virginia had an outburst!” Emily shouted, “and I missed it!” Emily looked almost upset.

“If you hurry, you might be able to get her to have another one. I think she’s still fuming,” Natalie said. “If you mention the words ‘Leo’ and ‘smirk’ and you’re sure to get an earful.”

Emily, Jessie-Maria, and Regina dropped their towels and ran off in the direction I guessed was Virginia’s house.

“Girls,” Nelson muttered. “Can’t live with them. People wouldn’t be around without them.”

Leo kept on smirking. Darcy let a snicker escape.

“Thanks for the popsicles,” Leo said. He handed me his trash.

“What do I look like?” I asked.

Leo’s smirked expanded.

“You look like a girl,” Leo said.

“And you look like a boy who thinks girls are God’s Natural Trash Cans,” I said with a straight face.

Natalie nearly fell out of wheelchair with laughter. Darcy tried not to laugh, but he eventually gave in.

“Dude, you have to admit, she got you good,” Darcy laughed.

“Lord help me,” Leo said as he headed down the steps. “Every girl I’m attracted to is like Virginia!”

My cheeks went bright red at that. Leo turned around and winked at me. Darcy looked just as stunned as me.

“What’s gotten into HIM!?” Darcy shouted in disbelief. “Leo, wait up!” Darcy bolted from the Matthews porch and to the end of the driveway where Leo was waiting for Darcy.

“I thought you were going to take a look at my computer!” I called out but Darcy was already too far away to hear me.

“We’ll probably go to the B&B for dinner tonight so you can give it him then,” Natalie said. “If its something simple, my dad can probably fix it.”

“Trust me, unless your dad-or Darcy- is a secret computer genius my computer’s not coming back from the dead,” I said as I rolled into the house.

“Wha…?” Natalie asked as she followed.

**

I didn’t know whether to sigh or secretly swoon as I plopped myself down on the airbed and opened up Mrs. Matthews–my laptop.

My mom had been a little upset to hear that my laptop had been broken, but she told me it reminded her of something I had done when I was a baby. My mom claims that when I was eight months old I threw a computer mouse and the keyboard out our Denver apartment window. Laz just laughed and said that murdering (I kid you not he actually used the word MURDER) a computer and it’s accessories before even knowing the fury they give is something only a Stewart would do.

Dinner at the B&B was amazing. My mom’s a pretty good cook, but there’s something about Ms. Donna’s food that just melts into your mouth. I had her fried chicken since I practically lived on fried chicken and sweet tea when we lived in the South. I know all ya’ll from the South aren’t going to believe me when I say this but Ms. Donna’s fried chicken is better than any fried chicken I’ve ever ate in the South.

The delicious chicken and tea that was sweeten to perfection were overshadowed by the murderous looks Virginia kept giving me while I ate and was given the 411 on the town.

The first person to notice that I had shown up was Leo, the first person in my entire life who almost ran down an overly anxious three year old for the end of the row I had chosen to sit on was Leo, the first person to ask me questions about my life was Leo, and the person who couldn’t stop staring at me besides Virginia was Leo.

Ok, so I admit I was a little flattered at all the attention Leo was giving me. I mean who wouldn’t be? But let’s be real! I’m not trying or going to steal her boyfriend! Personally, the thought of Leo or any boy liking me was a little embarrassing and made my cheeks go red at that very moment.

For a couple of minutes I explored the computer that was now mine. The computer had the basic functions on it and all the major web browsers were already downloaded. The internet was a little slow, but most of my time would be spent on word writing my Sci-Fi stories.

Then reality slapped in my face. All my stories, my Star Wars fan fiction, my fictional diary, and my high score on Checkers was gone. Destroyed, when Natalia gave the laptop that one fatal blow. I would have to start over. The idea of having to restart all my stories brought tears to my eyes. I’ve had that laptop since the very first Christmas with Laz and Matt. Mom and Laz had pulled their money together to get both Matt and me a laptop. I remembered I was so excited that I started writing a story before I even finished opening my other presents.

A startling ding jolted me out of my one happy memory with Laz.

InMyOwnWorld: Just so you know, I don’t like the fact that you’ve moved into my room, but if you can tolerate Natalia I guess I can tolerate you. Sorry bout her. The naughty girl.

I looked over to Noel, whose eyes were plastered to her computer screen.

MatthewsMommy: Noel?

I HAD to change that username. While I tried to find the username settings, I found a long list of approved username people. TheQueen I guessed was Regina. I had no clue who Farm Girl or MusicalGal were. MyTwinSisIsCraz I guessed was Nelson. ToughGuy had to be Yule. ChristmasLovinGirl was obviously Natalie. MrBennet and MrDarcy must have been Bennet and Darcy’s idea of a joke. Something inside of me told me that CookingMomma was Ms. Donna. CrazyAuntJane was probably Virginia’s aunt who really was slightly crazy. MrsZachDavis had to be Natalie’s oldest sister Abby. ZachDAVIS was probably Abby’s husband, Zach Davis. I had a sneaking suspicion that Proverbs164 was Natalie’s other older sister Jaci. I made a note-to-self to look up Proverbs 16:4. TStew was probably Timmy Stewart (and Nelson was right. I couldn’t picture him as a father). MatthewsDaddy had to be Mr. Steve. And the last person on this list of people was someone named Sk8erLion. I clicked on the name. No profile picture showed up just a green light letting me know they were on. I decided that once I changed this name I would message that person.

Finally I found the setting to change the name. I tapped my fingers around the keyboard. IWannaGoHome was way to direct. Sci-FiGirl made me sound like a dork. SpaceGirl gave me the same dorky feeling. A thought popped into my head and I quickly typed it down. MyHeadsUpInSpace was PERFECT.

I switched back to messages to find that I had four new ones from Noel.

InMyOwnWorld: This is her

InMyOwnWorld: You might want to change your name. Each name is registered to the computer. I keep chatting with the wrong computer when I talk to Mommy.

InMyOwnWorld: Look, you seem like a nice person, but I think it would be best if we decided to be Virtual Friends. I do best here on this chat thingamajig. On here you have to spell everything out (well most of the times. I keep dropping hints to Regina that the mysterious face annoys me so much that I’ve had thoughts about throwing the computer out the window). In person its hard to detect the unspoken stuff. I feel rather awkward around other people, but on this l can still be in my world and interact with yours.

InMyOwnWorld: Ok, so here are some things about me. I hate action movies because they give me motion sickness. I was diagnosed with autism when I was four years old. I had a REALLY bad speech delay, but other that I’m pretty ‘high functioning’. I LOVE to play chase! Sometimes I purposely get caught so I can be pushed to the ground and tackled (Virginia thinks that crazy). Please try not to drop stuff while you’re here because I hate loud noises. I have a boyfriend 🙂 . Bennet is awesome! He makes a lot of mistakes (who gives someone dead flowers on Valentine’s Day? Why is there even a Valentine’s Day?), but he’s learning (sometimes Natalie jokes that he has to apologize for things as much as Darcy does *giggle*. It must run in the Edward men). Gotta go! Bennet FINALLY got on! Chat lats!

Something about that made me laugh. If Noel wanted to start our friendship on the messenger, I was perfectly ok with that.

As I clicked on Sk8erLion, my heart started to race. Mrs. Matthews wouldn’t have someone she didn’t know on this messenger would she?

MyHeadsInSpace: Hello……….?

Sk8erLion: Hey Charlly! This is Leo just in cause you didn’t know

MyHeadsInSpace: How did you know it was me!? And no I didn’t know

Sk8erLion: I knew it was you because everyone who’s ever met you knows your somewhere off in space 😉 😛

MyHeadsInSpace: You’re crazy 😛

Sk8erLion: For

Sk8erLion: Delete that

Sk8erLion: So I’ve been told…

For a second, I wondered what Leo was crazy for and then a selfish thought hit me.

He was crazy for ME.

I signed off after that.

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My Crazy Life: Episode I- The Summer Everything Changed Installment III

Chapter IV

An Outburst & A Laptop Murder

As we pulled up into the Sunshine B&B driveway, I groaned as I hit the save button. Why had I started writing when I knew our destination wasn’t that far away? I shook my head. I guess I wasn’t thinking right after the accident.

After Mom and Laz explained to Matt what was going on, the adults tried to figure out a plan. After a lot of discussing they decided that we would drop off our stuff at the B&B and go from there.

“Just the way I remember it,” I heard Laz say as he walked up the steps.

I rolled out of the van and groaned as I looked at the steps. I heard someone snickering behind me.

“Attempt that if you want, but I’m going up the ramp,” Natalie said as she rolled around to the side of the house.

I nearly hit myself in the head. The ramp was RIGHT in front of me and I didn’t NOTICE it. What was up with me?

“Car accidents make you delusional,” Natalie said trying to comfort me. “I was sure delusional after mine.”

Apparently, everyone at the accident was delusional because they forgot one very important fact.

The Sunshine Bed & Breakfast wasn’t exactly wheelchair friendly.

I stared up at the thirty mocking steps while Laz and Mom tried to figure out what to do. Unless someone wanted to carry me up and down for the next six to eight months, we were going to have to find somewhere else to live.

“Natalie!”

“In the family room!”

“Natalie! You won’t believe what Leo did today!” A girl with red hair shouted as she walked up to me. I turned my wheelchair completely around and the look of shock that appeared on the girl’s face was worth a thousand words.

“You’re not Natalie,” The girl said like I was some Natalie imposter. “You look like her from behind, but your hair is a lighter shade of blonde. I’m Virginia Powers by the way.”

“I had a feeling,” I said. “Natalie summed you up perfectly when she called you bossy bubbly.”

“Are you a friend of Natalie’s?” Virginia asked.

“Not exactly. I’m more of follower. I crashed into her today though,” I said just to see a look of confusion on Virginia’s face.

And she did not disappoint.

“Wha…?” Virginia asked. Her shoulders slumped to a place shoulders have never been. She squinted her eyes so much that it looked as if they were closed. Her hands were swinging around until they found a place on her hips.

“Who are you?” Virginia asked. Her look turned accusing.

“I’m Charlotte Lily,” I said, “but everyone calls me Charlly.”

“Charlotte Lily… Why does that name sound familiar?” Virginia asked. Her confusion face returned.

“Virginia…,” Natalie said as she rolled into the hallway that was between the arch that took you to the restaurant and the rest of the house. “I see you’ve met Charlly.”

“This is just too confusing!” Virginia shouted. Her face turned into a weird mix between anger and confusion. “You said you didn’t know her!”

That retort was aimed at me. I tried not to smirk.

“But I also said I crashed into her today,” I said. Natalie laughed.

“Yup,” Natalie giggled. “It wasn’t a bad car crash, but it jolted me in my wheelchair.”

“My head is so congested and my heart is so angry that I can’t even make sense of this right now,” Virginia sighed.

“Why are you angry?” Natalie asked.

“Leo is the most self-center jerk in all of Berkshire County!” Virginia screamed.

“Whoa!” Natalie shouted with laughter. “What did Leo do this time?”

“So you’ve heard how Nelson asked Emily to be his girlfriend right?” Virginia said in sort of a whiney voice.

“Yeah, what of it?” Natalie asked.

“Well, today I kind of playfully asked Leo when he was going to make our relationship official,” Virginia said. She had to stop so she could catch her breath.

“And what happened next?” Natalie sighed. The look on her face told me that she already knew the answer. I kinda had a feeling what the answer was too.

“And looked at me and smirked! Smirked I say!” Virginia screamed.

“And?” Natalie and I asked at the same time.

“What do you mean and? He smirked at me when I asked him a serious question!” Virginia screamed at the top of her lungs.

“That’s it?” Natalie and I shouted.

“What is going on in here?” Darcy asked walking down the steps. “It sounds like bombs are going off.”

“You,” Virginia said as she hoped around me to get onto the steps. “You, Mr. Darcy Chadwick Edwards, will go down to Leo’s house and have a little talk with him.”

Darcy stood perfectly still on the tenth step.

“Um,” He stuttered.

“You will tell him that the next time his…potential girlfriend ask him a make or break relationship question he will answer with words and not smirks!” Virginia shouted.

“Huh?” Darcy asked.

“Long story,” Natalie said rolling her eyes.

“Look, Virginia, I can’t tell Leo what to do. If you’re so mad at him why don’t you just go tell him yourself,” Darcy said regaining his voice.

“Tell him myself? I’ve just about ruined any hopes of us ever living happily ever after…unlike some people!” Virginia shouted. She took a quick look at Natalie.

“You can’t be blaming me for your relationship woes!” Natalie snorted.

“Girls,” Darcy muttered as he tried to walk past Virginia, but Virginia grabbed his shirt.

“I don’t want to have to hurt you,” Darcy said with playfulness in his eyes.

“Neither do I,” Virginia said in a very dangerous voice.

“What do you want me to do? Yell at Leo just because he didn’t answer your question the way you wanted him to?” Darcy asked.

“Yes, as simple as that,” Virginia said.

“Um, no, not as simple as that,” Darcy said. “Maybe Leo doesn’t want whatever you wanted him to answer.”

“Are you saying I’m not good enough for him?” Virginia shouted. She let go of Darcy’s shirt and threw her hands up.

Darcy made a run for it. He ran down the steps and grabbed the handle bars of Natalie’s wheelchair.

“What are you doing?” Natalie laughed as Darcy pulled her towards the door.

“She won’t hurt me if I have you hostage!” Darcy shouted as he opened the door. He closed the door with a slam and I could hear Natalie giggling and screaming as he pushed her down the driveway.

“There goes the perfect couple!” Virginia screamed. If we were in a cartoon smoke would have been blowing out her ears and nose. “All happy and giggly. Well newsflash to world! All romances aren’t like that!”

Is she just figuring that out?

“What is going on in here?” Mr. Steve asked. “Has World War III erupted in here?”

Virginia gave him a look that made Mr. Steve grin.

“Where’d Natalie go?” Mr. Steve asked. The anger returned to Virginia’s face.

“She rolled off into the sunset with her knight in shinning armor while I’m drowning in the sea and my knight is riding away with a smirk on his face!” Virginia screamed. She stormed out the house and slammed the door harder than Darcy.

“I have no words,” Mr. Steve laughed. I smiled. I had a feeling my life was about to get more crazy with Virginia as an acquaintance.

“We’ve worked out a solution,” Mr. Steve said walking towards the restaurant. “Welcome to the Matthews family.”

“What?” I asked.

**

“We can either put the blowup bed in the N room or you can sleep in one of the other many other rooms,” Mr. Steve said as he brought my bags into Drury Hall.

“The N room?” I asked.

“That’s what Steve calls Natalie and Noel’s room because its shorter than saying Noel and Natalie’s room,” Mrs. Matthews said with a teasing voice.

“Love you too,” Mr. Steve said kissing Mrs. Matthews.

I made a mental note to ask Natalie if her parents kissed often, but since I was now living here I would be finding out sooner or later. My parents decided that I and I alone would be moving into the Matthews house during the six to eight months it would take to build our house. That might as well translate into a year with the threat of a long weather ahead.

I still can’t believe my mom would go along with this. This plan had to be one of Laz’s genius ideas and he must have sweat talked my mom into it because that’s the only logical answer I can think of.

“Do you think the girls would mine?” I asked.

“I can’t speak for Noel, but Natalie won’t mind,” Mrs. Matthews said. “Fourth door on the left.”

I rolled down the hall and was in for a total shock when I opened the door. The purple walls shined from the walls. Inspirational posters and ridiculous photos were hung on the walls. The picture right above Natalie and Noel’s bed was a picture of Natalie holding a cat. Megan holding a poor puppy. Yule and Bella were smiling and Noel was standing off in the corner looking like she wanted to freak out. If I had to be in that photo, I would have freaked out…and I don’t even have autism!

Yule came into the room a minute later with the blowup bed.

“I love that photo,” Yule snickered as he set the bed up.

“You do?” I asked. “It’s…it’s…it’s…”

“Hilarious,” Yule snorted.

“I was going to say creepy,” I blurted.

“That too,” Yule said. “The triplets would have been in that photo but they were still crying from the last one.”

“That would have been a disaster!” I laughed.

“Then you’ve got to see the picture the Kids picture in Mom and Dad’s room. Abby and Jaci are in that one too,” Yule said.

“Good Lord,” I said shaking my head.

“Yule,” I asked as he started to walk out the room, “do you like it here?”

“All I can is this ain’t New York City for sure,” Yule said. “It also ain’t Chicago.”

“How did you know…,” I said but he was gone.

I took one look at the picture and shook my head. Inspiration hit me. Where was the laptop?

“Natalia! No!”

That was an adult voice. This can’t be good.

I rolled out the room and found the remains of my laptop on the kitchen floor.

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My Crazy Life: Episode I-The Summer Everything Changed Installment II

Chapter III
Surprises & Space

For a moment nobody did anything. Mom stared at the red van in shock. Laz scratched his head and surveyed the damage from the safety of the car. Becca Lou didn’t seem to notice and kept singing along with the song. Matt looked like he wanted to laugh but he was clearly annoyed.

A man cautiously opened his door. His head turned to survey the damage before I saw his face. Laz decided that now was a good time to get out of the car.

“Hello,” Laz said with his thick drawl. even to this day I don’t know how Laz got his thick Southern accent. I know his mother was from Mississippi, but come on! The guy sounds like a true Texasan!

The man turned around. He had hazel eyes and dirty blonde hair with a hint of grey. He was wearing a faded pair of jeans and a tee-shirt about making places wheelchair friendly. For I second my brain scrapped to figure out who he was, but then it all came to me like a flood. He was Steve Matthews. The stepfather of Natalie Matthews.

“Oh my gosh!” I screamed.

“What!” Mom shouted startled.

I quickly rolled to the van door and opened it.

“Stay in the car!” Mom shouted.

At the same time I heard a woman shout, “Natalie, stay in the car!”

“Oh my gosh!” I shouted as I pointed to the girl who had just rolled out of the red van. She had long dirty blonde hair and blue eyes. She had on a pair of jean shorts and the same shirt as Mr. Steve had on. If I hadn’t known better I would have thought they were biological father and daughter.

“Do I know you?” Natalie asked perplexed at my sudden outburst.

“Yes…well no…you don’t know me but I know you,” I said really really fast.

A woman walked out of the van. She was wearing sweats and a Fourth of July Tee-shirt. Her hair was pulled back into a pony-tail and her amber eyes screamed that she was very tired. She started to get into the back seat and only then did I hear the whimpers of babies.

“You’re Riley Matthews,” I blurted.

“Yup,” Mrs. Matthews said not even looking at me.

A tall young man walked out of the van with Down Syndrome girl on his tall and a little blonde girl was on her tail.

“You’re Yule!” I squealed. “And that’s Bella and Megan. Where’s Noel?”

“At the B&B with Bennet,” Yule said. “Wait who are you?”

“I’m Charolette Lily King,” I said.

“You’re Charlly?” Natalie asked.

“Yup,” I nodded. “I love your blog.”

“Thanks,” Natalie blushed.

Matt finally walked out the van. His eyes landed on Natalie and he smiled.

“Hi,” Matt said offering his hand.

“Hi,” Natalie said shaking it. “I’m assuming your the stepbrother that wasn’t mentioned. You know Charlly I could have helped you out with annoying brothers. Yule’s not my stepbrother but he’s pretty annoying.”

“Hey!” Yule shouted in a playful voice.

A strange looking Mustang pulled up and a man with a cane got out.

“Noel changed her mind,” The man said as he opened the back seat door. “She wants to go to the triplets doctor’s appointment now.”

“We’re not going anywhere, Bennet,” Mr. Steve said. Bennet looked at the damage and whistled.

“How did that happen?” Bennet asked. “Darcy, you’ve got to see this!”

A tall black haired guy walked out the car. His blue eyes filled with shock when he saw the side.

“What happened here?” Darcy asked.

“You’re Darcy Edwards!” I squealed. “You’re cuter in person!”

“Thank you…I think,” Darcy said. His voice trailed off at the last.

“Can someone please tell me what’s going on?” Matt asked.

*

“Watch out!” I screamed as our space shuttle nearly coliaded with another space shuttle.

Laz stopped the rocket just in time. The nose of our shuttle was just inches away from the nose of the other shuttle.

Laz put on the headphones and started to chat with the people in the other shuttle. The next thing I know we’re following the shuttle and we’re at the Space Shuttle Station.

“Sorry about that,” Laz said as he shook hands with the flyer of the other rocket. “I haven’t flown in years.”

“Its all right, Larry,” The man smiled. “Its just good to have you back.”

“I’m happy to be back, Levi,” Larry smiled. “Is the Asteroid Inn still open?”

“Yup,” Mr. Levi said. “My wife, daughters, and sons are there helping out Dana. Her husband died right after you left.”

“I heard,” Laz said with a sad face. “I tried to come but-“

“We all understood,” Mr. Levi said. “We all knew you had joined the army and couldn’t make it.”

“Well, I’m out of the army now so let the space adventures begin!” Laz shouted.

He could say that again.

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My Crazy Life-Episode I: The Summer Everything Changed Installment I

Chapter I

Fictitious Flashbacks & Flowers

It all started with flowers. My epiclly insane adventure didn’t start with the rebellion or the paralyzing shot in the back that my mother’s ex-boyfriend inflicted. My adventure started with a delivery of a bouquet of flowers.

It had only been two days since I had been shot in the back; two weeks since a martial rebellion started on my home country of Earth. The hospital was flooded with people wounded from the war. The nurses neglected me and flirted with the wounded vets. My mother was too shook up to yell at the nurses, and my baby sister Bec was only four at the time.

“Special delivery for a Miss Char,” The delivery man said. In his hand was the biggest and most beautiful bouquet of flowers I had ever seen. There was only one problem. My mother, sister, and I were now connectionless and homeless. If my mom’s jerk-for-a-boyfriend was sending me flowers from jail, it was far too late.

But the flowers weren’t from him. The flowers were from a whole congregation of people. The flowers had been sent from a church somewhere in Chicago. I’d never serious thought about God and religion before my adventure. Why would God care about me? It seemed pretty clear that He didn’t. My parents had been off and on up until my Daddy went to jail. Bec had just been born and my mother wanted to spare Bec the pain of being let down by our father. The only problem with running away from Colorado was that my mother was moneyless, family less, and clueless about raising children. We hopped from state to state. Eventually my mother decided that putting and pulling me in and out of school was too much of a hassle and she started to homeschool me in our car. My mother went through boyfriends faster than Bec went through diapers. It wasn’t until my mom met Mr. Sometime-In-The-Future-I-Will-Paralyze-Your-Daughter did we really settle down. We’d been in Chicago for about a year now and I was convinced of never moving ever again.

Now back to the flowers. The card that came with the flowers only said three words. Praying for You. It was signed by a couple of people that were probably the church’s regulars.

To my mother, the card was an invaluable piece of paper and my mother only read one word on it. Hope.

Fast forward six months later. It was a rainy Wednesday and I had just been released from rehab. My mother was determined to go to the church and thank the people for the deed that felt like it had been done over a thousand years ago. My mother forced Bec and I to get out into the rain. She carried me, wheelchair and all, up the steps of the church and walked in without knocking or asking God for permission or whatever you’re supposed to do before you enter a church.

The church was small, a little bit more like a chapel. There was a bunch of old people and some little kids were sitting on the floor watching the choir sing with intense attention.

The song they were singing freaked me out a little. I heard the worlds “feeling pretty blue”, “I’d be mopping too if I was going to be digested’. They lost me at the last part. Digested? Did God digest the bad, undeserving people of the world? If He did I was about to become his dinner.

The song went on to say, “You ran from God this morning and you’re whale chow tonight!” That was the last straw. Whale chow? Did these people worship and trust their lives to a whale?! Everyone always said that Christians were weird, but I didn’t know they thought a whale created them and ran the universe.

Mom was pretty freaked out by the song. She turned to leave, but just as we turned our back the choir sang, “But! Hold on! Hang on! Not so fast you’re life ain’t over yet. See we’re hear to tell you all about a forgiveness that, You. Can. Get.”

I’m listening.

“See God’s a God of mercy. God’s a God of love Right now He’s gonna lend a helping hand from up above!” was the next line.

All of a sudden the little kids started to dance like crazy as they sang the chorus. “Praise the Lord! He’s the God of second chances!”

What happened next happened all too fast.

A man ran into the church. He was wearing camouflage and was dripping wet. A young looking man was standing next to him. My mom and his eye’s met and soon the both of them were dancing with the little children.

The boy looked at the guy with confusion. I have to say that I was just as confused at this whole thing too. Second Chances? It was nice that God gave people second chances, but I was pretty sure I was on like my tenth chance or something.

When the song was finished, the pastor explained how this song was from a movie about talking veggies and how to movie was based on the prophet Jonah. Jonah didn’t want to go to the city of Nineveh because it was so wicked. Even though he was a prophet and should have known better, he ran away from God. Long story short, he was thrown into the ocean, swallowed by a whale who was NOT God, was in there for three days praying and preventing, after three days he was vomited up by the whale, then he did as he was told and saved a bunch of people’s lives. Now one would think that Jonah would be happy that thousands of lives were saved, but no. He didn’t even believe that the people had really repented and went to see what would happen to the city. God gave him a plant even though Jonah had basically just willfully and happily bought a ticket to see murder by plopping his bottom down under the shade. But in the morning, God had a worm ate the plant and had the sun scorch Jonah to faintness. Then Jonah asked God to take his life, and God gave him the best scolding ever.

“Do you do well to be angry for the plant?” God asked.

“Yes, I do well to be angry, angry enough to die,” Jonah said.

 “You pity the plant, for which you did not labor, nor did you make it grow, which came into being in a night and perished in a night. And should not I pity Nineveh, that great city, in which there are more than 120,000 persons who do not know their right hand from their left, and also much cattle?” God asked.

That verse really hit me. God cared about the people of Nineveh! God even cared about the cattle! Surely, the people of Nineveh had to have been on their millionth chance for Jonah to want to run away from his God given duty. If God pitied Nineveh surely he pitted me.

The pastor then went into another story about how God sent his only Son, Jesus Christ, to the earth to die for US! And all I had to do was believe and trust in Him.  I didn’t have to do a bunch of stuff before He decided to love me. He knew before I was even born. He loves me the way I am, zits and all. On that very spot, I asked Jesus to come into my heart. My mother broke down weeping and accepted Christ. Bec not wanting to be left behind screamed that she believed everything the preacher man had said and wanted Christ. And then the strange man also accepted Christ. The boy with him just stood by the door waiting to leave.

We all pilled out of the church at the same time. The man walked us to our chair and just before taking off Mom asked the man a question.

“Do you really believe in second chances?” Mom asked.

“All I know is that I’ve gotten more second chances than a man deserves,” The man said in with a thick drawl, “and I just received another one in that church.”

The man turned to go but he stopped halfway through and turned back around.

“By the way my name is Larry Stewart, but everyone calls me Laz,” The man said. “And this young man is my son, Matt.”

“I’m Jennifer,” Mom said holding her hand out. “And the two girls are my daughters, Char and Bec.”

They shook hands and the rest is history.

Two years later they were standing at the same alter they both accepted Christ at. Laz was now a working fireman and my mother now owned a boutique in Chicago. There lives had changed significantly in the past two years, and on that day their lives-and their children’s-were about to change even more. They were promising to be together forever, they were vowing to love each other through whatever, they were getting married.

The two of them had tried hard to include us in their ceremony. We were all holding hands at the alter. Bec and I were on Mom’s side, and Matt was on his father’s side. We were vowing to be a family, and that was a vow I wasn’t sure I’d be able to keep. You can learn a whole lot about someone in two years and I knew all I wanted to know about Matt Stewart. He’d been born in space which was where his father had also come from. He was also the most annoying, self absorbed stepbrother in the entire galaxy. And not to mention that fact that he walked like a chicken.

Our family vows were to be tested on the first day of summer. Laz received a call from space. He is uncle had just died and he was needed back in space. Mom and Laz had been talking about moving to space for a while. The rebellion on Earth was getting more destructive and bloodier by the minute. I had hinted that a move would not be in our best interest considering I’ve done more moving than any normal thirteen year old girl should have done. I think I could get used to bombs every night and bullets every morning.

But I guess Laz could not because a week later we were in a space shuttle, flying into the unknown. Why God-

“Earth to Charlly!”

Chapter II

Silly Songs, Squirrels, and a Snowman Sign 

I looked up from my laptop. Laz was looking at me. Instead of being in a cramped space shuttle, I was in a spacious wheelchair van. Sadly, we weren’t flying into the unknown, but instead we were driving into the unknown. It had been a little over a week since that phone call that tested our vows had been made. Laz was being given some land back in his hometown. Mom and Laz decided to make a ‘road trip’ out of it. So far we’ve been to the Creation Museum, visited Philadelphia, and spent a weekend in New York City.

“Earth to Charlly! Earth to Charlotte Lily!” Laz repeated,

“Huh?” I asked. “What is it?”

“We’re changing CDs,” Mom said in a weary voice. “We’ve just finished my choice of Mandisa. What shall we play next?”

“Veggie tales!” My little sister Becca Lou shouted.

“Not again!” I shouted. “We’ve only played one Francesca Battistelli CD the entire trip!”

“Newsboys!” Matt shouted.

“Can we pwlese listen to Veggie tales?” Becca Lou asked in her baby voice. She held up her 25 Favorite Silly Songs CD.

Laz reached back and got the CD from Becca Lou. I quickly put my headphones on before the Water Buffalo Song drained my brain of all its creativity. As I over read the first chapter on my new book, I realize that Char’s life is much like mine, only more futuristic. About ninety-nine percent of that chapter is true. I hadn’t meant to do that on purpose. The words just came to me. I click the SAVE AS button and rename it:  My Crazy Life- A Fictitious Diary: Episode I.

<sidenote> Sorry! I haven’t properly introduced myself. My name is Charlotte Lily ‘Charlly’ Ruth King. Some of you might remember the email I sent to Natalie. Well now it’s my turn to tell a story. As you might remember, I am a T12 paraplegic; I’m thirteen years old, and a wannabe nurse who occasionally writes science fiction<sidenote>

Matt pulled one of the ear buds out of my ear. I would normally yell at him for doing something so annoying, but the dreaded track number ten of the silly songs CD is playing and I must put an end to the tragedy to human that was about to be committed.

“Please don’t!” I shouted. “Just this once! Please don’t-”

“Barbra Manatee. You are the one for me one for me one for me. Sent from up above. You are the one I love,” Laz sang in his Larry the Cucumber voice.

Matt then started to sing the part of the jerk manatee Bill who won’t take Barbra Manatee to the dance. I put my hands over my ears and shouted trying not to let my brain get filled with silliness.

But when my part comes, I give up and say it.

“Larry…what are you doing?” I said in my Bob the tomato voice.

“Just watchin’ a little TV…..Bob,” Larry said.

“Well….maybe you should read a book,” I groan. Becca Lou burst out laughing. That line gets her every time even though she’s six years old now.

“Look kids!” Laz shouted as he points to a sign.

The sign only says three words. Welcome to Florida.

“We HAVE to stop here!” I screamed. Laz took his eyes off the road and looked at me.

“We are stopping here,” Laz said. “This is our new home!”

“What!” I screamed.  What happened next happened all too fast.

“Watch out!” Mom screamed. Laz swerves the miss a squirrel, but somehow he didn’t see the huge red van coming out way. Laz slammed right into the side of the van.

Great.

 

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COMING SOON: My Crazy Life-Episode I: The Summer Everything Changed

Coming Soon: My Crazy Life-Episode I: The Summer Everything Changed

“My name is Charlotte Lily ‘Charlly’ Ruth King. Some of you might remember the email I sent to Natalie. Well now its my turn to tell a story.”

Meet Charlly. Her life forever changed on the rainy day her mother and little sister Becca Lou, and herself accepted Christ in a little road side chapel the day after she was released from the hospital. Now her life has changed once again. Her mother has just married ex-marine and fireman Larry ‘Laz’ Stewart which also means she gets an annoying stepbrother, Matt. And then on the first day of summer, Laz revives a phone call from his relatives in Berkshire County informing him that his Aunt Lori has given him the lot where her house once stood. Charlly detest her move to Florida until she learns that her favorite blogger, Natalie Matthews, lives there.