I mentioned how I wanted to get a new phone and asked what day Crystal had off next, that she is better at this thing than I am. It was by chance, Saturday was her next day off, but there were plans for the afternoon, so if Crystal wanted to do the whole cell phone thing, it would have to be in the morning. Which I was cool with. The next thing that I needed was to drop by a bank and grab some money. For the remainder of the ride, it was silent. I was role-playing what happened in my mind, and I was sure Peter was doing the same. We pulled into the parking lot of a small plaza.


Going into the sub shop, there was a lineup and a half. I got my traditional foot-long veggie sub. It was on an Italian and cheese bun, not toasted and no processed cheese with mayo, mustard and sub sauce. Peter ordered his favourite meatball whole wheat foot long sub. It was toasted with extra Swiss cheese. He added to his order an orange juice and two chocolate chunk cookies. I pulled out my money to pay, which I was ordered to put back into my pocket. We sat down at a table and ate our meal. After I finished eating, I asked what time it was, it was just a bit past noon. I knew that Peter was going to be busy for the remainder of the day, I had asked to find out what time Crystal was going to be back to the apartment? She was to be expected home around dinner, which the idea was caesar salad with chicken, plus garlic bread. Peter looked at me and asked if I could prep up the greens for the meal? I may not be able to cook, but I can make a mean green salad with cool toppings. So dinner was settled, all I needed was for Peter to stop by a grocery store so I could get the greens and some other food that might be needed. I went through the list of things most people use on regular basic like milk, eggs and all the staples. I made a mental list and said that I could get the food if he would drop me off at the store. When I am done, I will take a cab to the apartment.


Just as we were getting ready to leave the parking lot, Peters phone went off. He answered it and handed the phone to me. This is what Peter heard, “hello … no … what time … okay, can you pick me up … okay, can Benjamin pick me up at the church … sounds good to me. I will be ready for 9am tomorrow.” How many females do you know of that can start a phone conversation and end it in under two minutes? Booyeah this girl here!


I handed the phone back to Peter and told him that I can not wait until I can get a new phone and ask Crystal to set a ringer for each person that has my number. He chuckled, and he agreed, at least I gave him heads up that Brianne was going to call his phone looking for me. Peter had changed his mind and decided to do the rest of his work at home. We would do the grocery store afterwards! We did a pit stop at the church to gather up what was needed. I decided while he was doing this that I would sit in the car and listen to the radio. I am not sure how much time had gone by, but I started to doze off. I was startled when the car door was open, and Peters energy was kind of flustered. He apologized for being so long, which I did not mind. Personally, I was just tagging along for the ride. We drove back to his place in silence. I wanted to ask Peter what had him upset but figured if he was going to say anything he would do on his own time.

When we had gotten into the apartment, I noticed how warm and bright the place was. I sat on the couch and listened to Peter shuffling about the place. At one point, he asked me if I knew where his phone book was. I thought about it and said his desk. Which it was not, eventually he found it on the kitchen counter. I decided that since I had a lot of time to spare, I would have a bath. I made sure that Peter did not need the washroom. As I was getting things ready, I asked Peter if he knew where the sea salt was. For which he said no. He helped me look for it, and where did we find it, well on his desk. He chuckled a bit and said we have someone that likes to play the game of hide and go seek with our belongings. I chuckled along with Peter while in the back of my head, fear and anxiety started to build. I did not pick up on any kind of negative energy. Fear was still there! As cold and distant as I can be, the last thing I ever wanted was to bring harm to the only two people that cared about me. I had my bath cleaned myself up. And tried to put fear in a locked chest.


Just as we were going to leave for the grocery store, Crystal walked in through the door. She seemed to be in good spirit. Though her shift was cut by three hours, she seemed a bit happier than normal. She took her break so that she could go and see the doctor for her monthly check-up. Everything was going well! The doctor had no concerns what so ever. And she was scheduled to have an ultrasound next week. The doctor believes that she is actually four months along, which is a lot further than what everyone was thinking. This is what Crystal had told both of us. I looked at her belly for energy, and the signature had a rapid fluctuation. Fear entered my mind, what if I bring to much stress to Crystal, and she loses the baby! It is times like this. I wish one of my abilities were to see the future on a more regular basis, then I would know if I were going to cause any harm. Or the total opposite and help Peter and Crystal out a great deal. I am going to guess that my facial expression told what I was thinking. Crystal wanted to know why I looked sad. “Deep thinking that is all,” Crystal seemed to be happy with that answer to her question.

Peter said that we needed to get to the grocery store soon so that he could keep on schedule. He had a few calls to make before the night was done. Crystal said that she would take me and allow Peter to get more work done. Which Peter was not upset at all to have Crystal assist. The First stop was a bank, the grocery store. I know I could have used my card, but I wanted to know the full balance in my account.
As we were driving to the bank, I thought about the other pastor’s wives and then Crystal. She was completely different from them, she supports Peter completely, yet has her own profession. Her first job of choose was to be an accounting. She was very good at her job, numbers come to her easily, but found the job to be mundane. That is when she went to school to be a family practitioner, and somehow, it landed her in the ER. It might be only temporary, while the main doctor is on leave. It is still a huge step from what she was going to do. I believe that life is like a book, full of twists and turns. You might be leading in one direction just to find yourself doing something completely different. And this is what happened to Crystal.


I was telling Crystal that I needed a new phone, and if it was alright when she had free time, could she help me out and get a new one. I needed the phone for the basics, the ability to set a different ringer for each number. The best part she can pick the phone out for me! We drove past the regular grocery store we go to, and I was kind of wondering what she was doing? She told me I said the two magical words, shopping and she gets to pick what she wants! I was not surprised when she said I needed to keep up with the times, and it was about time I jumped on board.


Okay then! It looks like I just made Crystals day even better. When we arrived at the shop over and over, I heard ‘oh this is cute … now this is cute … oh look at this one, it is so cute!’ I am thinking I would have been better off taking Peter at this point. Finally, she brought out the apple iPhone6 touchscreen. The customer representative was there going off on this and that. I really did not care, I listed my demands the worker was like yep yep yep! So I told him to set me up. He then said it came with a two-year contract. And I was like “no, I am straight out buying the phone with the same plan that I have now, which was pay as I go.” I think I heard a pin drop before the worker was like … “okay than!” He told me the fees, and so on. He asked me if I wanted to trade in my old cell phone and see if I could get money off of it. I started to laugh as I told him only a museum would be interested in my phone. I pulled out my Nokia 909. That is when Crystal patted me on the back as said ‘welcome to the 21st century.’ I will admit it. I laughed hard while the boy rang in my purchase. With everything, the cost was just under 800.00, which for me was nothing. This phone will be with me for a VERY long time. When we were out of the store, Crystal started howling with laughter, she told me the expression on the poor boy’s face. If it was not for the fact that my old phone looked like a cell phone, he had no idea what I was holding. My phone was, for sure a relic to all of the younger generations. They are used to getting a new phone every year to two years, some even more. To have someone hand them a phone that was well a decade old was tabo to them. The thought played in my head, and even I saw the humour of the situation. I guess I never thought about it. The phone was in good condition and has never caused me any grief, so I saw no need to replace something that is still good. Nowadays, technology upgrades at a fast rate, even the phone I bought will be considered a relic to many in six months time. And its release date was like a month and a bit ago. Then I thought about my computer! Now laptops are the new thing. If my cell phone was considered a relic, what would my computer be to the younger generation? I bought my computer around 2000 and something. The thought made me shake my head and laugh. When I told Crystal my thoughts, she said she was surprised the beast still worked. Actually, we had no idea if my computer was still able to work. I had not seen the disaster yet that Peter had described to me! We will just say the last time I saw my computer, it was still functional.

We got to my apartment building, and I kind of dreaded the thought of coming here. I recalled the first time I saw this place. All I could think of is what a dump. And I was not wrong, it was never maintained, and it always had a rotten egg smell. I knew at first glance, this was a bad location to go to, yet I still said: “I will take it.” This place was not even fit for rats, and I moved on in. At the time, I just needed to find a place to hide, and this was better than a homeless shelter. I had the money on the spot, which I paid six months in advance. The slum landlord was all too happy to take my money, and that was it. So now I am walking into a three-story walk-up, with ten units on each floor.


The end units were two bedrooms, the others like mine, one bedroom. I lived on the second floor, instead of skid road I called this skid floor. Addicts drunks and pimps that is what I had to deal with and plus some. There was thunder foot that was over top of me. Talk a lot was below me, and how I could ever forget the landlord, who I called horny hump the lazy landlord. If you had breast and where single, he thought he was a gift from above, and you wanted him. I sooner would eat a greasy burger with the toppings falling out than even look his way.


We got to my door, and there was a note stuck to it, Crystal told me that it was an eviction notice. I shrugged it off, and put my key into the socket, it would not work. I just assumed that the landlord had changed it on me, expecting me to go to his unit to get him to open it. Which by law, was against the rules. There was a loud big badda boom, and I looked at Crystal and said, “I do not be thinking so! Lets scram! There probably is not much in there they I would be able to selvage anyways.” Just as we were getting ready to go, the door to my place opened. I genitally pushed Crystal down the hall, stairs and out of the building.


We get into the car, and the first thing that I hear her whisper was, “what were you thinking?” I got my seat belt on, out of a window a chair goes flying and shatters on the ground. I am just going to take a guess, that was probably out of my unit. Just a lucky guess that is all! I looked at Crystal and declared, “I was desperate to find a place to live. We all have a desperate moment in our lives, and this was mine.” She glared at me, and I could tell she knew why Peter would not bring her here. She was not impressed one bit at all. I could feel the motherly thing taking over Crystal’s whole body. Crystal was kind of scary when she put this body suit on. I pointed at the chair on the ground and announced we should go before anything else happens. The whole ride back to hers and Peters place was based on how I should have never been living in a sewer rat-infested building. That it should be condemned and torn down, it was so unsafe. She could not believe that myself and Peter had kept this from her for nearly seven months. That if she had known, that was the lifestyle I had circumed to that she would have rather seen me in a shelter or even the streets. The rant kept going on and on. I know it was my bad, but I started to zone her out when she started to repeat herself. I just kept on saying that I did not want to be a nuisance. Then I got the ‘your family line.’ The only thing that crossed my mind was I hope she calms down before we walk through the doors of their apartment.


I ran in and out of the grocery store in record time, a whole twenty-five minutes. Then we headed on to the apartment. Which to my dismay, Crystals temperament towards my ex-apartment did not change! She drilled Peter the second she walked into the place. I mouthed the words “sorry” to Peter. I knew there was more of a chance that he would get most of the heat from her than I did. Crystal would have believed this was a secret that he was keeping from her. Which I did try once to smooth over in the car by stating that by the time Peter knew what was going on, money was placed down for six months. So I was staying. Which in the car and to Peters face Crystal backfired with “why was she never told about the apartment.” And the answer was clear to me, Peter did not want her to be there once, he did not even want to go there unless needed. And I did not say anything … well, I guess I did not see the importance. I knew she would not approve. And I was right! Even though I knew this would be the reaction, I also knew how much Crystal hates secrets … birthday and small things like that, not a big deal. This, on the other hand, was a big deal for her.


As I stood there helpless to come to Peters aid, I saw how Crystal’s temper was starting to flare, and I know Peter was trying to hold his temper down. But Crystal just got louder and louder. My mind shot to the little pea that was growing in her belly. I went on autopilot, and as always, stupid is as stupid does, I opened my mouth. I told Crystal that she needs to calm herself down, for the little peas safety. The baby that she has so dearly wanted for so long. Any stress could trigger a bad situation. I acknowledge that this secret has hurt her feelings. And I take full responsibility for this. I did not want to cause any unnecessary stress. Everything was running smoothly for her career choose, Peter, his church stuff and trying to find a forever home. My living conditions were something that was not needed. I told her that I made Peter promise on his bible not to say a word to her about this.


After all, that was said, Crystal started to break down crying. Peter was there in a heartbeat hugging her. I knew which part of what I said was true and fabricated, along with Peter. But it seemed what I said worked. She stopped yelling at both of us and went straight to crying. After that she made both of us promise never to keep a secret like this from her, no matter what. On cue, Peter made his promise to her. I, on the other, had promised I would never put Peter in a situation that could hurt her feelings. This for the meantime calmed her down. The promise on my side was not what she wanted, it was going to have to do!


That night it was just Crystal and me eating together Peter still had to get work done. Crystal enjoyed the company. These nights in the past, she would have had alone, and it bugged her. She did not like to be alone, and she knew that Peter would not be home until 10pm sometimes later. In which she would have been asleep as he would crawl into bed. We watch a bit of television, which I found to be boring as much as Crystal so shortly after 8pm she retired to her bed and said she was going to read for a bit. I did not hear the turning of pages; instead, I heard whispered of someone crying. I started to feel guilt running throughout my body. I knocked on the door where I heard a soft “yes.” I said out loud how very sorry I was that her feelings had been hurt, it was never my intentions to hurt her but to protect her. She gave a soft giggle between her sniffles. And opened the door, my last words reminded her of what her father would say.


The last biggest secret that hurt the whole family was when she was fifteen years old. Her father confessed to being gay. In which her mother had known about it and lived a life where her mother was okay with this until she had fallen in love with someone else as did her father. The weekend-long trips ended up not being businesses trips but her father meeting up with his lover. When the news was told to Crystal. It broke Crystals heart, and she spent a long time hating both her parents for the lie they allowed her and her older brother to believe, that they were a happy family. Over the years, Crystal learned that she still had a happy family. To this day, they all go to church together where they are all excepted for as who they are.


Now Crystal has three fathers, a mother and a brother. And the family is now growing so there will be a baby in the picture. Crystal and I sat on the bed as she talked. It was mainly baby talk, and she asked me if I saw anything for their future. I laughed and said, “no! I wish I could see the future, but just like many, it is a present that has yet to be opened”. That is when I thought of the old church pianist. I asked her about it, I described what I saw before she could give any information. And Crystal was pleased that I was talking about her mother’s mother. I told her that she had asked me to look over her.
Which I could tell brought a smile to her face. I do not know what time we fell asleep, but when I opened my eyes briefly, the light was off and I was in Crystals and Peters bed. Crystal was fast asleep on one side of the bed, where I was on the other. I rolled out of bed and went to the living room. The television was on and Peter asleep on the couch. I chuckled to myself, Peter has allowed me to stay in his home, eat his food, and now I have kicked him out of his own bed, poor man! I will have to remember to apologize in the morning.


I lightly tapped Peter on the shoulder and told him to go to his bed. Like a zombie, he rolled off the couch and wobbled back to his bed. I covered up both Peter and Crystal and shut the door behind me. I got close to the living room area when I heard “watch over my granddaughter.” I turned, and there was Crystal’s grandmother. I slightly jumped out of my skin and thought my heart was out of my mouth. I asked the lady not to sneak up on me like that. She laughed at me and told me that she would not startle me again. I was all too glad to hear that.


I mentioned how I wanted to get a new phone and asked what day Crystal had off next, that she is better at this thing than I am. It was by chance, Saturday was her next day off, but there were plans for the afternoon, so if Crystal wanted to do the whole cell phone thing, it would have to be

in the morning. Which I was cool with. The next thing that I needed was to drop by a bank and grab some money. For the remainder of the ride, it was silent. I was role-playing what happened in my mind, and I was sure Peter was doing the same. We pulled into the parking lot of a small plaza.


Going into the sub shop, there was a lineup and a half. I got my traditional foot-long veggie sub. It was on an Italian and cheese bun, not toasted and no processed cheese with mayo, mustard and sub sauce. Peter ordered his favourite meatball whole wheat foot long sub. It was toasted with extra Swiss cheese. He added to his order an orange juice and two chocolate chunk cookies. I pulled out my money to pay, which I was ordered to put back into my pocket. We sat down at a table and ate our meal. After I finished eating, I asked what time it was, it was just a bit past noon. I knew that Peter was going to be busy for the remainder of the day, I had asked to find out what time Crystal was going to be back to the apartment? She was to be expected home around dinner, which the idea was caesar salad with chicken, plus garlic bread. Peter looked at me and asked if I could prep up the greens for the meal? I may not be able to cook, but I can make a mean green salad with cool toppings. So dinner was settled, all I needed was for Peter to stop by a grocery store so I could get the greens and some other food that might be needed. I went through the list of things most people use on regular basic like milk, eggs and all the staples. I made a mental list and said that I could get the food if he would drop me off at the store. When I am done, I will take a cab to the apartment.


Just as we were getting ready to leave the parking lot, Peters phone went off. He answered it and handed the phone to me. This is what Peter heard, “hello … no … what time … okay, can you pick me up … okay, can Benjamin pick me up at the church … sounds good to me. I will be ready for 9am tomorrow.” How many females do you know of that can start a phone conversation and end it in under two minutes? Booyeah this girl here!


I handed the phone back to Peter and told him that I can not wait until I can get a new phone and ask Crystal to set a ringer for each person that has my number. He chuckled, and he agreed, at least I gave him heads up that Brianne was going to call his phone looking for me. Peter had changed his mind and decided to do the rest of his work at home. We would do the grocery store afterwards! We did a pit stop at the church to gather up what was needed. I decided while he was doing this that I would sit in the car and listen to the radio. I am not sure how much time had gone by, but I started to doze off. I was startled when the car door was open, and Peters energy was kind of flustered. He apologized for being so long, which I did not mind. Personally, I was just tagging along for the ride. We drove back to his place in silence. I wanted to ask Peter what had him upset but figured if he was going to say anything he would do on his own time.

When we had gotten into the apartment, I noticed how warm and bright the place was. I sat on the couch and listened to Peter shuffling about the place. At one point, he asked me if I knew where his phone book was. I thought about it and said his desk. Which it was not, eventually he found it on the kitchen counter. I decided that since I had a lot of time to spare, I would have a bath. I made sure that Peter did not need the washroom. As I was getting things ready, I asked Peter if he knew where the sea salt was. For which he said no. He helped me look for it, and where did we find it, well on his desk. He chuckled a bit and said we have someone that likes to play the game of hide and go seek with our belongings. I chuckled along with Peter while in the back of my head, fear and anxiety started to build. I did not pick up on any kind of negative energy. Fear was still there! As cold and distant as I can be, the last thing I ever wanted was to bring harm to the only two people that cared about me. I had my bath cleaned myself up. And tried to put fear in a locked chest.


Just as we were going to leave for the grocery store, Crystal walked in through the door. She seemed to be in good spirit. Though her shift was cut by three hours, she seemed a bit happier than normal. She took her break so that she could go and see the doctor for her monthly check-up. Everything was going well! The doctor had no concerns what so ever. And she was scheduled to have an ultrasound next week. The doctor believes that she is actually four months along, which is a lot further than what everyone was thinking. This is what Crystal had told both of us. I looked at her belly for energy, and the signature had a rapid fluctuation. Fear entered my mind, what if I bring to much stress to Crystal, and she loses the baby! It is times like this. I wish one of my abilities were to see the future on a more regular basis, then I would know if I were going to cause any harm. Or the total opposite and help Peter and Crystal out a great deal. I am going to guess that my facial expression told what I was thinking. Crystal wanted to know why I looked sad. “Deep thinking that is all,” Crystal seemed to be happy with that answer to her question.

Peter said that we needed to get to the grocery store soon so that he could keep on schedule. He had a few calls to make before the night was done. Crystal said that she would take me and allow Peter to get more work done. Which Peter was not upset at all to have Crystal assist. The First stop was a bank, the grocery store. I know I could have used my card, but I wanted to know the full balance in my account.
As we were driving to the bank, I thought about the other pastor’s wives and then Crystal. She was completely different from them, she supports Peter completely, yet has her own profession. Her first job of choose was to be an accounting. She was very good at her job, numbers come to her easily, but found the job to be mundane. That is when she went to school to be a family practitioner, and somehow, it landed her in the ER. It might be only temporary, while the main doctor is on leave. It is still a huge step from what she was going to do. I believe that life is like a book, full of twists and turns. You might be leading in one direction just to find yourself doing something completely different. And this is what happened to Crystal.


I was telling Crystal that I needed a new phone, and if it was alright when she had free time, could she help me out and get a new one. I needed the phone for the basics, the ability to set a different ringer for each number. The best part she can pick the phone out for me! We drove past the regular grocery store we go to, and I was kind of wondering what she was doing? She told me I said the two magical words, shopping and she gets to pick what she wants! I was not surprised when she said I needed to keep up with the times, and it was about time I jumped on board.

Okay then! It looks like I just made Crystals day even better. When we arrived at the shop over and over, I heard ‘oh this is cute … now this is cute … oh look at this one, it is so cute!’ I am thinking I would have been better off taking Peter at this point. Finally, she brought out the apple iPhone6 touchscreen. The customer representative was there going off on this and that. I really did not care, I listed my demands the worker was like yep yep yep! So I told him to set me up. He then said it came with a two-year contract. And I was like “no, I am straight out buying the phone with the same plan that I have now, which was pay as I go.” I think I heard a pin drop before the worker was like … “okay then!” He told me the fees, and so on. He asked me if I wanted to trade in my old cell phone and see if I could get money off of it. I started to laugh as I told him only a museum would be interested in my phone. I pulled out my Nokia 909. That is when Crystal patted me on the back as said ‘welcome to the 21st century.’ I will admit it. I laughed hard while the boy rang in my purchase. With everything, the cost was just under 800.00, which for me was nothing. This phone will be with me for a VERY long time. When we were out of the store, Crystal started howling with laughter, she told me the expression on the poor boy’s face. If it was not for the fact that my old phone looked like a cell phone, he had no idea what I was holding. My phone was, for sure a relic to all of the younger generations. They are used to getting a new phone every year to two years, some even more. To have someone hand them a phone that was well a decade old was tabo to them. The thought played in my head, and even I saw the humour of the situation. I guess I never thought about it. The phone was in good condition and has never caused me any grief, so I saw no need to replace something that is still good. Nowadays, technology upgrades at a fast rate, even the phone I bought will be considered a relic to many in six months time. And its release date was like a month and a bit ago. Then I thought about my computer! Now laptops are the new thing. If my cell phone was considered a relic, what would my computer be to the younger generation? I bought my computer around 2000 and something. The thought made me shake my head and laugh. When I told Crystal my thoughts, she said she was surprised the beast still worked. Actually, we had no idea if my computer was still able to work. I had not seen the disaster yet that Peter had described to me! We will just say the last time I saw my computer, it was still functional.

We got to my apartment building, and I kind of dreaded the thought of coming here. I recalled the first time I saw this place. All I could think of is what a dump. And I was not wrong, it was never maintained, and it always had a rotten egg smell. I knew at first glance, this was a bad location to go to, yet I still said: “I will take it.” This place was not even fit for rats, and I moved on in. At the time, I just needed to find a place to hide, and this was better than a homeless shelter. I had the money on the spot, which I paid six months in advance. The slum landlord was all too happy to take my money, and that was it. So now I am walking into a three-story walk-up, with ten units on each floor.


The end units were two bedrooms, the others like mine, one bedroom. I lived on the second floor, instead of skid road I called this skid floor. Addicts drunks and pimps that is what I had to deal with and plus some. There was thunder foot that was over top of me. Talk a lot was below me, and how I could ever forget the landlord, who I called horny hump the lazy landlord. If you had breast and where single, he thought he was a gift from above, and you wanted him. I sooner would eat a greasy burger with the toppings falling out than even look his way.

We got to my door, and there was a note stuck to it, Crystal told me that it was an eviction notice. I shrugged it off, and put my key into the socket, it would not work. I just assumed that the landlord had changed it on me, expecting me to go to his unit to get him to open it. Which by law, was against the rules. There was a loud big badda boom, and I looked at Crystal and said, “I do not be thinking so! Lets scram! There probably is not much in there they I would be able to selvage anyways.” Just as we were getting ready to go, the door to my place opened. I genitally pushed Crystal down the hall, stairs and out of the building.


We get into the car, and the first thing that I hear her whisper was, “what were you thinking?” I got my seat belt on, out of a window a chair goes flying and shatters on the ground. I am just going to take a guess, that was probably out of my unit. Just a lucky guess that is all! I looked at Crystal and declared, “I was desperate to find a place to live. We all have a desperate moment in our lives, and this was mine.” She glared at me, and I could tell she knew why Peter would not bring her here. She was not impressed one bit at all. I could feel the motherly thing taking over Crystal’s whole body. Crystal was kind of scare when she put this body suit on. I pointed at the chair on the ground and announced we should go before anything else happens. The whole ride back to hers and Peters place was based on how I should have never been living in a sewer rat-infested building. That it should be condemned and torn down, it was so unsafe. She could not believe that myself and Peter had kept this from her for nearly seven months. That if she had known, that was the lifestyle I had circumed to that she would have rather seen me in a shelter or even the streets. The rant kept going on and on. I know it was my bad, but I started to zone her out when she started to repeat herself. I just kept on saying that I did not want to be a nuisance. Then I got the ‘your family line.’ The only thing that crossed my mind was I hope she calms down before we walk through the doors of their apartment.


I ran in and out of the grocery store in record time, a whole twenty-five minutes. Then we headed on to the apartment. Which to my dismay, Crystals temperament towards my ex-apartment did not change! She drilled Peter the second she walked into the place. I mouthed the words “sorry” to Peter. I knew there was more of a chance that he would get most of the heat from her than I did. Crystal would have believed this was a secret that he was keeping from her. Which I did try once to smooth over in the car by stating that by the time Peter knew what was going on, money was placed down for six months. So I was staying. Which in the car and to Peters face Crystal backfired with “why was she never told about the apartment.” And the answer was clear to me, Peter did not want her to be there once, he did not even want to go there unless needed. And I did not say anything … well, I guess I did not see the importance. I knew she would not approve. And I was right! Even though I knew this would be the reaction, I also knew how much Crystal hates secrets … birthday and small things like that, not a big deal. This, on the other hand, was a big deal for her.


As I stood there helpless to come to Peters aid, I saw how Crystal’s temper was starting to flare, and I know Peter was trying to hold his temper down. But Crystal just got louder and louder. My mind shot to the little pea that was growing in her belly. I went on autopilot, and as always, stupid is as stupid does, I opened my mouth. I told Crystal that she needs to calm herself down, for the little peas safety. The baby that she has so dearly wanted for so long. Any stress could trigger a bad situation. I acknowledge that this secret has hurt her feelings. And I take full responsibility for this. I did not want to cause any unnecessary stress. Everything was running smoothly for her career choice, Peter, his church stuff and trying to find a forever home. My living conditions were something that was not needed. I told her that I made Peter promise on his bible not to say a word to her about this.


After all, that was said, Crystal started to break down crying. Peter was there in a heartbeat hugging her. I knew which part of what I said was true and fabricated, along with Peter. But it seemed what I said worked. She stopped yelling at both of us and went straight to crying. After that she made both of us promise never to keep a secret like this from her, no matter what. On cue, Peter made his promise to her. I, on the other, had promised I would never put Peter in a situation that could hurt her feelings. This for the meantime calmed her down. The promise on my side was not what she wanted, it was going to have to do!


That night it was just Crystal and me eating together Peter still had to get work done. Crystal enjoyed the company. These nights in the past, she would have had alone, and it bugged her. She did not like to be alone, and she knew that Peter would not be home until 10pm sometimes later. In which she would have been asleep as he would crawl into bed. We watch a bit of television, which I found to be boring as much as Crystal so shortly after 8pm she retired to her bed and said she was going to read for a bit. I did not hear the turning of pages; instead, I heard whispered of someone crying. I started to feel guilt running throughout my body. I knocked on the door where I heard a soft “yes.” I said out loud how very sorry I was that her feelings had been hurt, it was never my intentions to hurt her but to protect her. She gave a soft giggle between her sniffles. And opened the door, my last words reminded her of what her father would say. The last biggest secret that hurt the whole family was when she was fifteen years old. Her father confessed to being gay. In which her mother had known about it and lived a life where her mother was okay with this until she had fallen in love with someone else as did her father. The weekend-long trips ended up not being businesses trips but her father meeting up with his lover. When the news was told to Crystal. It broke Crystals heart, and she spent a long time hating both her parents for the lie they allowed her and her older brother to believe, that they were a happy family. Over the years, Crystal learned that she still had a happy family. To this day, they all go to church together where they are all excepted for as who they are.

Now Crystal has three fathers, a mother and a brother. And the family is now growing so there will be a baby in the picture. Crystal and I sat on the bed as she talked. It was mainly baby talk, and she asked me if I saw anything for their future. I laughed and said, “no! I wish I could see the future, but just like many, it is a present that has yet to be opened”. That is when I thought of the old church pianist. I asked her about it, I described what I saw before she could give any information. And Crystal was pleased that I was talking about her mother’s mother. I told her that she had asked me to look over her. Which I could tell brought a smile to her face. I do not know what time we fell asleep, but when I opened my eyes briefly, the light was off and I was in Crystals and Peters bed. Crystal was fast asleep on one side of the bed, where I was on the other. I rolled out of bed and went to the living room. The television was on and Peter asleep on the couch. I chuckled to myself, Peter has allowed me to stay in his home, eat his food, and now I have kicked him out of his own bed, poor man! I will have to remember to apologize in the morning. I lightly tapped Peter on the shoulder and told him to go to his bed. Like a zombie, he rolled off the couch and wobbled back to his bed. I covered up both Peter and Crystal and shut the door behind me. I got close to the living room area when I heard “watch over my granddaughter.” I turned, and there was Crystal’s grandmother. I slightly jumped out of my skin and thought my heart was out of my mouth. I asked the lady not to sneak up on me like that. She laughed at me and told me that she would not startle me again. I was all too glad to hear that.

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