like any other chick I’ve ever met. None of us have sisters so I don’t if that’s what this thing is, or what, but I have never felt like this around a chick before,” he sounds totally confused.
“How is it you feel about me Sully?” Now I’m confused.
“You’re the hottest chick I’ve seen in, I don’t know…ever. You’re hilarious. You don’t take shit from anyone. You cuss as much as we do. You can cook. You’re brilliant. You love sports. You’re not a girly girl. You. Are. Perfect.” I’m speechless and freaked out. “And I don’t wanna fuck you,” he says matter-of-factly, like he just told me the sky is blue. I burst into a full belly laugh as do the others that have been listening to this monologue.
“I second that,” Kavy stutters out between laughs.
“I concur,” Cally breathes, trying to regain his composure so he can drive without killing us all.
“Who said I would fuck any of you in the first place? My standards may be low, but give me some credit guys,” I can’t say it with a straight face, as hard as I try. Now we’re all laughing. This is going to be good. Really good.
“Yello,” Uncle Mick answers the phone in a rough tone.
“Hey, Uncle Mick,” I coo.
“Shannon. Where have you been?” He’s pissed. I don’t blame him. I haven’t been in touch in two weeks. His approach is hands-off, but two weeks is a bit much after moving to a new city.
“I’m sorry, Uncle Mick. I’ve been really busy and I got sick last week.” I decided I would lie before I called, doing it feels shittier than I had imagined. He’s dying and I’m hours away. He doesn’t need the stress of my reality right now. I won’t do that to him.
“I don’t mean to be a jerk. I’m stuck in this fuckin’ hospital with nothin’ to do. Makes my mood shitty.”
“I know you hate it there. I hate that you’re there. You want me to come home? I’ll do it tomorrow if you need me to.”
“Don’t start Shannon. We’ve talked about this. You need to be in school and I need to be in this God forsaken place. I’ll be fine. How’s school goin’?”
“Good. I’ve actually made some friends if you can believe that!”
“Really? Tell me about ’em.”
“Get this. It’s three guys,” I declare.
“Uh huh. Not a good way to start out and you know it.” I sigh steeling myself for his reaction.
“I met them my first day of class. They’re all the same major as me and want to go to law school too. We hit it off.” He huffs into phone, but doesn’t comment.
“It’s not like that, Uncle Mick. We’re just friends. It’s like they’re my long lost brothers or somethin’. You’ll like them. They actually took care of me when I was sick. I stayed at their place off campus. They have a guest room so it worked out well. They got me all my work and helped me not to fall behind. They kept me safe.” There’s a waver in my voice at the end that I try my damnedest to cover. I can’t tell him the truth.
“I’m glad you’ve made friends. You’ve always been more like a boy than a girl and I blame myself for that. I raised you the only way I knew. It’s not a surprise you made friends with guys. You keepin’ your gun on you?”
“Yes.”
“Any of those boys tries anything with you that you don’t want, you know what to do. Don’t take any chances. Keep your emotions in check Shannon, they’ll only get you in trouble. Remember what I taught you. I trust you. I know you’ll make me proud.” My heart sinks. I’m nothing but a letdown. He just doesn’t know it. I swear to myself that I’ll spend the rest of my life making him proud.
“I always keep your lessons close to heart. You’ve trained me well and I know how to keep myself safe. These guys aren’t a threat. They’re like extensions of you watching over me. I promise.”
“You get them on a plane and I’ll decide that for myself,” he decrees.
“I have something else to tell you.”
“You better not be