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Post by Zippy on Jan 10, 2012 18:05:18 GMT -5
"Well there will be other show and tell days," Erin pointed out. "Maybe you can hang with your dad tomorrow instead. We'll help you pack all your stuff and bring it over here."
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Post by tshamien on Jan 10, 2012 18:08:41 GMT -5
He chewed on his lower lip. "Maybe." he said softly.
"Whats the matter?" Tristan asked him, finishing his beer and tossing the bottle in the trash.
Mikey shrugged, "I dunno, just don't wanna stay home."
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Post by Zippy on Jan 10, 2012 18:12:19 GMT -5
"You know Mikey, Tristan is a rich rock star. He has the biggest television set of anyone I know. Do you wanna watch something so me and your dad can chat?" Erin asked, frowning.
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Post by tshamien on Jan 10, 2012 18:16:26 GMT -5
"okay," he said. He hopped off the chair and rushed into the living room.
"I don't think it's a good idea that he goes to school tomorrow," Tristan said.
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Post by Zippy on Jan 10, 2012 18:53:10 GMT -5
Erin nodded. "You need to talk to him about his mother's death. I don't think he understands." this whole situation was way too heartbreaking.
"And I know Nancy left him to you, but you also gotta find out if he is close to anyone. Grandmother, uncle, someone. You don't want him to have to lose his extended family, too."
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Post by tshamien on Jan 10, 2012 22:34:24 GMT -5
"I will Erin, will ya let him get settled at least?" Tristan said to her. He sighed heavily and raked his fingers through his hair. He was quiet for a minute when he heard video games on in there. "my kids playing Rock band."
"I think he's close to his grandma."
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Post by Zippy on Jan 10, 2012 22:40:19 GMT -5
"Well there ya go. Ask her for help then." Erin took out her phone, checking her text messages. "Can you cook dinner? Or do you still need me here?"
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Post by tshamien on Jan 10, 2012 22:49:09 GMT -5
"I can cook dinner, but I thought you were gonna stay for awhile at least," he said with a shrug. He took out a box of Mac and cheese and got a pot out of the cabinet.
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Post by Zippy on Jan 10, 2012 22:53:01 GMT -5
"Yeah, I mean...I'll help move Mikey in," Erin offered, shifting awkwardly. "I only told the doctors I was gonna watch you because they were really concerned you'd relapse if no one was...." She took his hand, then immediately dropped it.
"Will you? Relapse? I just, you know, didn't actually think you wanted me here..."
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Post by tshamien on Jan 10, 2012 23:01:12 GMT -5
"I don't wanna relapse," he said to her honestly. He looked down to where their hands had touched and sighed. "I wouldn't have asked you to come if I didn't want ya here."
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Post by Zippy on Jan 10, 2012 23:03:51 GMT -5
"What do you expect me to do? Drop everything and move into one of your guest rooms? Play house? That's a bit odd, even for you, isn't it?" But even as she said it, she felt bad, because she could tell that was exactly what he wanted. "I'll go...pick up a few things. Make sure you serve him so green beans, okay? I bought them and he needs veggies."
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Post by tshamien on Jan 10, 2012 23:05:57 GMT -5
"Yeah fine, I'll be fine," he said and turned away from her, he filled the pot with water and then set it on the stove to boil.
"Go ahead, go home." he said to her and then headed off to the living room.
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Post by Zippy on Jan 10, 2012 23:09:38 GMT -5
Erin sighed and left, going back to her place and picking up a few things- toothbrush. razor. the essentials.
She came back 45 minutes later, with her leftover mint chip ice cream she had in her freezer. "Hey where are you guys?"
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Post by tshamien on Jan 10, 2012 23:16:37 GMT -5
Tristan came out of his bedroom and just stared at her for a second. "I just helped him get to sleep, he told me his bedtime was eight o'clock."
Tristan smiled at her then, "so you're gonna stay awhile huh?"
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Post by Zippy on Jan 10, 2012 23:18:28 GMT -5
"Until I hire you a quality nanny, yeah," Erin said, placing her bag on the ground and getting her phone out. "Already talked to my assistant, she's gonna put an ad in the paper tomorrow, first thing."
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