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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 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 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.