The Beginning

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Authors: Tina Anne
to the park this morning. In fact I would have almost called it a limo. Except the only thing I knew about limos was what I saw on TV.  This one had no rope style lighting or bottles of alcohol in it. We all got in and the man in the blue jacket drove us to Adventure Planet.
    On the way there I learned more about my son. Theses well known and even famous people were telling me how wonderful he was. Frankie had given each of them investing advice and almost never steered them wrong. So when he called requesting an urgent favor they all jumped on planes or in their cars and got here as fast as they could so they could help him in time. There were a couple of people who could not make it, Frankie said, but they had promised to come down after the sale was finalized. Others, including some in the van, promised financial backing in the form of loans. Frankie, they said was dead set against selling shares of stock in the park. They seemed to feel this was smart. “Keep it in the family,” one of them said.
    When we arrived at the park, we all piled out of the van. I heard exclamations of “Oh my”, “Dear God”, and even just some whistles. I think they all wore the same expression on their faces that Frankie and I had yesterday morning.
    Jerome walked over to the van and met us. “Good morning ma’am, sir,” he said to Frankie and I.
    We said good morning to Jerome and shook his hand. Then Frankie introduced him to everyone as the man who was going to be our head engineer. Jerome’s mouth dropped open and stayed there as he was introduced to everyone. He looked like he recognized more of the names than I did.
    Frankie turned to the group. “Ok, Jerome here has opened everything up for us. You have two hours to do any preliminary inspections. You have full access to everything, including the back areas.”
    “Just don’t climb over any fences or go anywhere where there are danger or warning signs,” Jerome said.
    “Good point,” Frankie said. “Jerome is handing out radios and park maps that he personally drew for us last night. If you need anything call him over the radio and he will assist you. My mother and I will be in the center area called the Sun. There is a gift shop there. In the back of the gift shop is an office. We’ll be back there looking through records and gathering as much information as we can.”
    Everyone said ok, took their radios and whatever else they brought with them and went on their way. Jerome followed them, eager to assist as needed. Frankie and I walked down the main path way to the Sun.
    “How in the hell, did you arrange this so quickly?” I asked him.
    “Mother, I have made a lot of people very rich. You make a lot of friends and build a lot of clout that way. I have earned a lot of favors from people and I’m simply starting to call them in.”
    “It’s all legal right. I mean none of these people are going to do anything illegal are they?”
    Frankie just laughed, “Mother you watched too much TV.”
    “In that case, I’m very impressed.”
    “You always taught me that I can do whatever I wanted to no matter what anyone else thought and I did.”
    “We tried.”
    He stopped and looked at me.
    “No, you don’t understand. Dad wanted me to follow the rules, stick to what he knew, and not take chances. You taught me to constantly take chances. To live my dream, to follow my heart’s desire. You should have been a nice little house wife and good police man’s wife, but you weren’t.”
    “I’m sorry? Did you just insult me?”
    “No. what I mean is, you were never like the other mothers. They stayed at home and baked and stuff. You were always trying something new. You always wanted to learn something. You went to college while raising us. You didn’t dress like a mom. You were cooler.”
    “I was younger.”
    “You weren’t afraid to try new things and take chances, the other mothers were.”
    “I’m taking a huge chance now.”
    “No, we are taking a huge

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