Thursday
morning Gabe left for filming early like usual, but knew it would not
be a good day as soon as he walked on the set. Things had been going
wrong all week and he just wasn't as focused as he should be. His
normal make up artist was sick, sniffling and sneezing all over.
Today
was the last day of rehearsal and the first day of actual filming.
They solved the blocking for a difficult scene. The first shot worked
well and it should have been a warning. If the first shot is good, it
is usually all down hill from there. He couldn't get through one line
which made his co-star, Rebecca, smile and then crack up on
subsequent takes. When he finally got through it she laughed so hard
they had to re-take it anyway.
Finally
done, they took a small break while everything shifted for the next
shot. He had just taken a sip of water when the lights flashed and
went out. In near darkness, he knew better than to move. On a stage
there are a million loose pieces and cables running everywhere. It’s
much too dangerous to attempt in the dark. Off to his left he heard a
crash. Evidently, someone had not been as wise and had tripped over a
piece of equipment. Hopefully, nothing too critical has
been broken, person or object.
Soon
the backup lights turned on and Gabe realized the person in a heap on
the floor was Rebecca. Her ankle had twisted and she could not stand.
A pile of microphone equipment lay at her side scattered where it had
slid when she tripped over a cable. An assistant left to figure out
the electricity issue while staff helped Rebecca to a chair and found
some ice for her.
The
answer came back shortly. A delivery truck hit an electric pole. It
would be the rest of the day before they could return to shooting.
“That's a wrap for today,” the director announced and most
everyone groaned. Missing today's work means filming on Saturday and
a long weekend for the editing crew. Nothing could be done about it
though, slowly people start packing up and heading to dressing rooms
lit only by flashlights.
Gabe
changed, washed off the makeup and left for the day. A beautiful
summer morning greeted him and he pointed his car toward home. The
clock showed just after 9am. He called Rose to tell her he was on his
way home and to see if Sean was awake yet.
“Of
course he's awake,” she told Gabe, “Today is Thursday.”
Puzzled
as to why Thursday mattered, Gabe tried to remember what his son
would be doing today. Chris' house.
“We
were just getting ready to leave,” Rose explained. “If you're
coming home do you want to take him? I can certainly figure something
else to do today.”
Maybe
I could offer to take the boys somewhere instead of spending all day
at Chris' house with his mom.
“Sure, but can you meet
me at the freeway exit? It would take too long otherwise and we'll be
late,” Gabe asked.
Rose
agreed and then said good-bye. She piled Sean into the car with his
collection of electronics to keep the two boys entertained. “Your
dad is taking you instead. We're going to meet him and then he'll
drive you the rest of the way,” Rose informed Sean.
When
Sean raised his eyebrows to ask why his dad was free, Rose explained
the electrical situation and why Gabe had a random day off.
Excitedly, Sean bounced in his seat for a second, but then settled
down quickly when he thought about only getting to see his dad for a
few minutes until he arrived at Chris.
Gabe
pulled into the parking lot of an L shaped strip mall and minutes
later Rose drove in. Sean quickly changed cars, Rose handed Gabe the
address, he could get directions on his phone, and the two of them
headed out. “I thought, maybe, I would go with you and we could
take Chris out somewhere fun. That way we can spend the whole day
together, not just a little while,” Gabe offered. Sean eagerly
agreed and began to think of where he would like to go.
The
drive didn't take too long, only slowing where two freeways merged
near the international airport. Soon they pulled into the driveway
and Sean sprang out of the car. Gabe emerged slower. He felt slightly
like a man approaching a firing squad. Will she be the fun
person or the cold indifferent person? She seemed to flip back and
forth without notice.
Chris
had already opened the door by the time Gabe approached the porch.
“My dad wants to hang out with us today. He doesn't have to work,”
Sean blurted out as he walked in. Anna's head popped out of the
kitchen when she heard Sean's announcement.
Gabe
smiled, deciding to be friendly regardless of how she responded.
Anna, unsure how to approach the situation, kept quiet until Gabe
explained that he didn't want to lose a rare day off to spend with
Sean. “I thought, maybe, they would like to go to the Aquarium,”
Gabe told her, “I hope this doesn't mess up any plans you may have
made. You're welcome to come too.”
Anna's
face froze in a look that Gabe read as unsure, distrusting. She
turned to look at Chris, to ask what he thought. When he answered
“Yes” she consented. She wanted to come along and would need just
a few minutes to get ready to go. She asked them to sit down and make
themselves comfortable until she returned.
Gabe
glanced around the living room, small and cozy. Small touches made it
a home instead of a house; large pillows in the corner for lounging
in front of the tv, a small cabinet filled with China dishes,
pictures covered two walls in large groupings. Gabe walked over to
one wall with family pictures interested in taking a closer look.
There were pictures of Chris as a baby and toddler, then pictures of
Anna and Chris together as he got older. They must have
divorced when Chris was about 3 or 4 because there aren't any
pictures of the two of them together before that age. She must not
want to hang up photos with his dad.
On
the other wall hung a few decorative frames and pictures, mixed in
with large family photos. He studied the photos with various other
adults he assumed were her parents and siblings, and their kids.
Mostly blond hair and blue eyes with a few light brown heads
scattered in the grouping. She looks like her mom.
It
only took a few minutes for Anna and Chris to get their shoes on and
be ready to go. “Should I make up some sandwiches for lunch or
bring snacks?” Anna asked Gabe.
“We
can just get something there, right?” Gabe answered, “No use
hauling it all around.”
Anna
frowned. What now? Can't I ever do anything without her
disapproval?
She
grabbed the bag with bottles of water and sun screen and her camera
and they headed to Gabe's car. The boys automatically jumped in the
back seat so they could talk together which left Anna in the front
seat with Gabe. He didn't unlock the doors until he walked around to
the passenger side. He opened the front door and stood there waiting
for Anna to get in.
She
stood there stunned for a moment, not understanding. Gabe could see
the wheels literally turning as she finally understood. Disbelief
appeared on her face as she sat down and Gabe closed the door. He
chuckled silently to himself. At least my mom raised me to
be a gentleman. For once Anna doesn't seem to disapprove.
The
conversation was light as Anna directed him in the easiest way to get
to the Aquarium and where to park. The boys sprang from the car once
it stopped, but Anna had to gather her bag which gave Gabe time to
walk most of the way to the passenger side before she opened the
door. He waited for her to climb out and again shut the door for her.
She stared at him as though he had sprouted tentacles, until suddenly
a smug look crossed her face and she walked away seeming satisfied
she had figured him out. All
part of his chauvinistic attitude, not actually being a gentleman for
the sake of being kind or thoughtful.
The
boys were racing down the pathway while Gabe and Anna struggled to
make polite conversation. When Anna asked if Gabe and Sean had ever
been to the Aquarium before, he shared a funny story about Sean
nearly falling into the manta ray tank. Anna relaxed while she
listened and laughed as he acted out juggling a four year old son and
an armful of souvenirs without feeding any of them to the small
sharks that shared the petting area with the rays.
The
boys waited for them at the front door and Gabe approached the window
and bought four tickets. Anna objected to his paying for them, but he
insisted, it was his idea to visit the Aquarium and he would cover
it. She seemed uncomfortable for a moment, like she would protest
further but then looked visibly relieved?
He
handed the tickets to the greeter and then listened for the boys
reaction when they stared up at the enormous whale suspended from the
ceiling. It is a full size replica blue whale that spans from one end
of the building to the other. Even though he had expected it, it
amazed him. Anna stared up at it too and then nearly walked into a
mom stopped to pull something from her stroller. Gabe smiled as he
reached out to catch Anna's arm and keep her from falling when she
tripped over the stroller wheel. Her face flushed red and she
apologized over and over for not watching where she walked. Finally,
she turned to face Gabe and thanked him for saving her added
embarrassment and injury.
“'Taint
nothin' ma'am,” he replied with a slow drawl and a broad smile,
“savin' damsels in d'stress is what I do.” He pretended to remove
a hat and bow toward her. She couldn't help laughing at him. Taking
encouragement from her response, he grabbed her hand, “We had
better catch up to the boys. They will have seen the whole thing by
the time we get out of the lobby.” They walked toward the far end
of the room where the boys were mesmerized by a large shark swimming
back and forth in a floor to ceiling tank.
“Can
we go outside first?” Sean asked pointing to the door. Chris nodded
awaiting their response. Gabe pushed open the door and waved them all
outside. Anna and Gabe followed the boys around the various pools.
They enjoyed each area until they ended up at the shark lagoon where
they can pet sharks and rays.
Anna
noticed the looks from other parents, mostly the moms, but she also
noticed that Gabe seemed oblivious to the stares. After an hour
outside, a dark haired woman approached him to ask if he was indeed
Gabe Josephs. When he admitted it, she asked for a picture with him.
“Are you here by yourself or did you bring your kids here?” Gabe
asked her looking at the kids around them.
“My
kids are here, but they're climbing on the large squid,” she looked
their way then quickly turned back to smile at him. She touched his
arm and shook her long, dark brown hair, glancing demurely from under
her thick lashes. She handed her phone to a woman standing nearby.
Wrapping her arm around his, she leaned in close to him for the
photo. He smiled for the photo, said thanks, and turned back to see
where Sean had walked off to. She busied herself posting the photo.
Sean
and Chris announced they were “STARVING!” in the way only growing
boys are. Once again Gabe insisted on treating them and walked off to
hunt for hot dogs, chips, and drinks. Anna, Chris, and Sean found a
table off in a corner out of the sun. Even in the shade the hard
resin table felt hot as they sat down and burned against the backs of
their legs.
Interested
to know Sean and Gabe better, Anna asked, “What plans do you have
for the rest of the summer until school starts?” They discussed
their plans for beach days and trips to Disneyland, those two were
high on the boys’ lists of things they wanted to do. Once Gabe had
ordered the food, Anna sent Chris over to help fill drinks and direct
him back to their table. While they waited, Anna took advantage of a
chance to ask Sean about his dad. “Do lots of people recognize your
father?”
“Yah,
most of the time we're ok, but every once in a while people start
taking pictures of him or filming us and stuff. Once we even got
stopped by a camera crew when we were leaving a restaurant after
dinner,” Sean explained. “It used to bother me, when I was a kid,
but now I think it's pretty funny. People think he's like cool or
something. He's so not!”
His
last statement made Anna laugh hard. She could understand why fame
wouldn't appeal to a 12 year old. She could also imagine that as good
looking and talented as the rest of the world found him, to Sean he's
just a dad; old, embarrassing, and a bit annoying.
Gabe
and Chris arrived with the food and started to pass out cups of soda,
chips, fruit and hot dogs. The food was quickly inhaled and Chris
finished off the orange that Anna hadn't gotten to yet. She protested
and he opened his mouth to offer it back to her. Sean, watching
Chris, started laughing so hard that he choked and soda came out his
nose, which sent Chris into uncontrollable giggles too. Gabe patted
Sean on the back to stop the choking. Anna guessed she would have to
Heimlich someone before the meal finished.
They
gathered up the trash and Anna wiped down the table explaining that
it bothered her when people leave their crumbs and mess around, so
she tries not to. Both Gabe and Chris rolled their eyes, obviously
cleaning public places was not a high priority. Sean dumped the tray
into the trash can and they headed inside to the air conditioning.
They
hadn't walked even a few feet inside when another mom approached Gabe
and asked for a picture. Again he asked if she had kids and this time
she pulled them over to be in the picture. Other people began to
wonder what was going on and came over. It's always nice to
meet fans. Critics and box office numbers are so impersonal. I
appreciate that they enjoy what I do. Soon
a small group had gathered and Gabe spent close to 15 min posing for
pictures. Anna volunteered to take most of them. Is she
actually being helpful or does she just enjoy part of the lime light?
Too
often he had been around women, in the business or out, that craved
the attention he received. Usually pretty obvious, he could tell by
the comments they made. Either they protested too much about the
annoying interruptions or they dropped hints hoping there would be
more photographers around. Gabe was definitely not George Clooney. He
didn't need to worry about paparazzi or being hounded by fans, only
occasionally groups would form to get pictures or autographs,
following each others lead.
Anna
hasn't said anything about it. She seems fine taking these pictures,
smiling and helpful, but not drawing attention to herself. I think I
put up with her judgmental attitude because she's a riddle I want
solved. Why does she act this way? What is she thinking? Once I
figure it out, she won't be such a draw for me.
The
boys were bored after 3 minutes and Anna gave them permission to go
look around while she and Gabe were occupied. “Stay together,”
she called after them. He watched the boys leave, wishing he
could go too. It's hard to divide my time. Sean and Chris will be
fine for a few minutes on their own. His
willingness to stand there, pose and smile with people he didn't even
know, surprised her. Gabe noticed Anna started to get bored; she no
longer talked with the people waiting. A distant look crossed her
face unless someone spoke to her and then she smiled and conversed
politely. He decided it was time to go.
“I
really need to spend the rest of the day with my son,” he announced
to those still standing there. “How about we take one more group
photo for those of you still waiting?” They all gathered in, the
woman on his left put her arm around him.
“Say
cheese,” Anna called and took the photo with those who were left.
After the 'click' Gabe walked away with a wave. The lady whose phone
they used took charge of sending it to all the parties. At that
moment, Anna noticed the friendly facade slip away. He
enjoys the fans but he would rather be with his son.
They
walked down the hallway that leads through the display tanks. They
both looked around for a glimpse of the boys. “Down this way is the
tunnel where you can walk underneath the tank and see the sharks and
fish. Let's look for the boys there,” Gabe motioned to the left.
Anna went uncharacteristically quiet. Typically a friendly, people
person, too much small talk with strangers exhausted her. She needed
a moment to think and get her energy back.
“Sorry,
about all the pictures. You were a trooper taking all those photos,”
he tried to draw a conversation out of her. Anna smiled and assured
him it was no big deal.
“You
did all the work. I'm not sure I would have the patience to spend
with so many people,” she told him. “Do you actually enjoy the
attention?”
“Most
of the time, I like meeting people. It's kind of my feedback about
how I did on a project. I appreciate that people want to watch me
act. If not for them I would have to be an accountant or something.
They are the reason I'm able to have such a fun job,” he laughed to
himself at the idea of working in an office all day.
Anna
only responded with a smile, but at that moment spotted Chris
watching a long legged crab crawl over a rock in one of the tanks
built into the wall. Gabe saw Sean at the same time and they sped up
to catch up with the boys. Gabe grabbed Sean from behind and kissed
him on the cheek. Sean erupted in protest, “Dad, I'm 12 years old
and you cannot be kissing me in public.” Of course, Gabe kissed him
again, just to prove he could. Sean made a scene of wiping off the
kiss contamination with his hand and then cleaning his hand on Gabe's
shirt sleeve.
“Dad,
we should get some salt water fish and add them to our pool!” Sean
suggested. Gabe made a face and reminded him that it would be rather
gross to be swimming through fish poop and the dogs would probably
eat the fish so there would be fish guts in the pool too. Sean
considered this and struggled to decide the better option, having a
clean pool to swim in or getting to see the fish guts when the dogs
ate them.
They
were fascinated by all the different types of animals. Coral, sea
stars, and mollusks covered the rocks and the bottom of the tank.
Orange, purple, white, and brown fish flit around under the
illuminated water. Sea otters played under the water and floated on
top. They looked just like animated stuffed animals.
Sean
turned to Gabe and asked if he could paint his room like an
underwater scene. Gabe suggested starting with a few posters and
maybe curtains, instead of the whole room. “We'll ask Grandma to
take you to find some good fabric and she can get someone to sew them
up for you,” Gabe suggested. The boys stopped to watch a frog being
fed some shrimp while Anna and Gabe continued walking around the
corner and into the next section of viewing windows.
“Wouldn't
Rose sew for you? She spoke about putting up curtains the other day,”
Anna asked.
“She
doesn't actually sew, she just shops and then takes the materials
over to her seamstress,” Gabe told her.
“She
would go to all that trouble and you won't even let her put them up?”
Anna started to become annoyed again remembering the previous
conversations.
“I
don't mind her doing it for me, but it's my house and I should be
able to decide what I put up in my own house,” Gabe didn't
understand what happened and why Anna's demeanor turned cold.
“I
just can't believe you think like that. You seem like a nice guy and
a good father, but the way you treat Rose is disgusting. Do you even
love her at all?” Anna's voice started to rise and Gabe glanced
around, thankful they were in a fairly deserted room at the moment.
“Of
course, I love her, what do you mean 'the way I treat her?” Gabe
responded becoming more upset himself.
“'MY
house, MY decision.' You volunteered her to bring Sean down today
without even asking her, she doesn't even want to be around you on
weekends. What kind of a relationship is that? Is that the way you
want to teach your son to treat his wife?” Anna tryied to keep her
voice quiet, but her anger boiled over.
“No. What do you know about our relationship anyway? And what does
that have to do with Sean's wife?” Gabe asked becoming more
confused at her thinking.
“The
way a father treats his wife has a lot to do with how a boy grows and
treats his,” she answered him.
“I
know that. What does that have to do with Rose?” Gabe tried to
figure out her point.
“Rose,
your wife!” Anna answered in a sarcastic tone.
“Wife?!”
At that point Gabe connected the dots and began to laugh. Not a
chuckle, but a deep, can't breathe, tears streaming from his eyes
laugh. He folded in half and finally collapsed on to the floor. Anna
felt her face turn red with anger. She felt like a cartoon character
with steam evaporating from her ears. At last, Gabe stopped long
enough to take a deep breath and start to talk.
He
sat on the floor, leaned up against the wall holding a tank of
miniature jelly fish, each one the size of his thumb. He wiped his
eyes and lifted up from the floor to pull his phone from his back
pocket. Flipping through his photos, he pulled up a picture.
“I
need to show you something.” Gabe said calmly to Anna, hoping she
would listen long enough for him to explain. Her scowl eased, so he
extended his hand to pull her down onto the floor next to him.
She
sat down beside him, careful not to sit too close. She was still mad.
“First off, Rose is going to be thrilled that you thought she is
young enough to be my wife. You're going to be her new favorite
person,” he added with a broad smile. Next, he showed her his phone
with a picture of him, Rose, and another man old enough to be Gabe's
father.
Anna
stared at him quizzically, wondering at his point and how would it
explain his attitude. “These are my parents,” Gabe laughed again
remembering the misunderstanding.
Anna
gaped, flabbergasted, her mind reeling to process that information.
“But you look so different,” she protested. Rose's light hair and
eyes and pale complexion were exactly the opposite of Gabe's dark
hair, brown eyes, and tan features. The man had darker hair but none
of the chiseled features of his son.
“My
younger sister, Rachel, and I are adopted,” he told her. “Nobody
knows this and I would appreciate it if you kept it to yourself.”
He looked at her directly until she nodded in agreement. “I was 2
and my sister a baby when we were put up for adoption. All that I
know about my birth parents is that my mother came from Hawaii and
they lived here for at least a little while before she gave us up.
When she was pregnant he bailed. She didn't think she could take care
of two babies on her own and we came to live with my mom and dad. I
don't even remember my birth mom.”
Anna
nodded as she understood and flushed pink in horror as she considered
what she had been thinking about him. “I'm sorry. I thought you
were this awful man who considered everything his property and didn't
give his wife a say in anything. I had imagined Sean learning those
behaviors and passing them onto Chris.” She took a deep breath and
continued. “I just automatically assumed the worst. I guess that's
why they say to never assume,” she shrugged pleading with for him
to understand and forgive her critical treatment. She explained how
she had even planned to talk to Rose when she dropped Sean off. “I
felt so bad for her, I wanted to help,” she practically whispered
to herself, humiliated.
Gabe
laughed lightly and assured her there was nothing to forgive. “In
fact, I respect that you were willing to protect not just your son,
but my son and my mom from what would have been some pretty mean
actions on my part; if they had been true.” He covered her hand
with his and squeezed to reinforce his point.
Finally,
Anna started to giggle about it. “Your mom is beautiful, I just
knew she was young enough to be Sean's mom.” A sudden point
occurred to her, “So, where is Sean's mom? Does he spend much time
with her?”
At
that moment, the boys came running around the corner and seeing their
parents on the floor, dog piled on. Thankfully, they had untangled
themselves and gotten off the floor by the time the Aquarium employee
came walking around checking each of the rooms. The employee did a
double take and approached Gabe to shake his hand and say hello. “I
am a fan of yours. I really liked 'Soldier on,'” he explained. “My
wife, of course, likes the gushy romance movies, so I've seen a few
of those that you have done as well.”
Gabe
offered to take a picture with the man and then asked him to take a
picture of Chris, Anna, Gabe and Sean all together. He gladly
complied, sure that his wife would be very jealous and asked for an
autograph for her to make up for it, which Gabe provided.
Chris
announced they had seen “Everything!” and he was ready to head
home. Glancing at her watch, Anna realized she would be late for her
tutoring appointment. Her face flashed with disappointment.
“What's
wrong now?” Gabe asked tentatively. She explained her dilemma. “Why
don't we drop you off and the boys and I will go shopping for dinner.
We'll pick you up and we can eat together?” The two boys eagerly
pushed her to accept his offer. “You didn't have anything else to
today, did you?”
She
thought of the sewing order she should have finished, but dismissed
it. She could finish it after work tomorrow night. “Nothing that
can't wait. I had fun today,” she said as the right corner of her
mouth turned up into her normal crooked smile. She still felt
ridiculous, which made her reply shy and reserved.
Gabe
ran off to get the car and drove down to pick them up near the exit
of the parking structure. Anna gave him direction where to go while
Sean and Chris debated what they wanted for dinner. They still hadn't
agreed when they left Anna in front of her client's house.
While
the hour passed, Gabe talked the boys into fajitas for dinner, ice
cream and brownies for desert. They picked out every ingredient that
Chris guessed they didn't have and arrived back at the client's house
with a few minutes to spare before Anna finished.
Back
at Chris and Anna's house, Gabe, Sean, and Chris insisted on cooking
and giving Anna a night off. Halleluah!
One night that I don't have to cook. I can save the left over
burritos for tomorrow night.
Not
wanting to watch the destruction happening in her kitchen, Anna went
off put some time into the work that she had neglected earlier. Now
that she learned Gabe was actually single, she had a hard time not
thinking about him. There
has to be something wrong with him. He just seems too perfect. He's
probably secretly an axe murderer,
she laughed to herself. The easiest and strongest argument to
convince herself: Men like Gabe are never interested in women like
her. I'll
just stay focused on being friends. That way I don't mess it up.
Gabe
had the boys chopping and preparing while he cooked the meat. He
showed them what seasonings to use and how to slice it thinly. Every
man needs to know how to prepare tasty meat and at least 3 good meals
to impress a girl. Fajitas are easy because it is really hard to
screw up chopping vegetables.
The
smell of onion and spices cooking drew Anna into the kitchen just
before it finished cooking. She pointed out where she kept the dishes
and Sean set the table. She showed him which side the forks belong
and to place a folded a napkin underneath. Spoons and knives weren't
needed so putting the cups in the upper right hand corner completed
each setting. Gabe brought the food to the table and they all sat
down to eat. Gabe grabbed a tortilla off the stack before Sean
reminded him they should say grace. He quickly set the tortilla on
his plate, not wanting to put back food he had already touched. Chris
folded his hands, but Sean suggested they hold hands instead. Gabe
and Anna reached across the table on one side and Chris and Sean on
the other.
“Almost
like a family,” Chris suggested and Sean nodded in agreement. Anna
chuckled nervously, but Gabe flushed pink and looked away. Sean
insisted that Gabe bless the food and he stumbled through the prayer,
clearly not accustomed to it.
The
food was delicious and they joked and told stories while they ate.
Both boys tried to out do the other. The plates were emptied and Anna
insisted on washing the dishes, “Since you men did the shopping and
cooking, I can clean up. Chris why don't you show Sean your new legos
and Gabe can relax for a few minutes.”
She
grabbed an armful of plates, silverware, and cups and headed to the
counter. She rarely used her dishwasher since she and Chris didn't
really use all that many dishes, but she felt grateful to have it
whenever anyone came over to eat. The table cleared, Gabe started
gathering up the extra food and putting it in containers.
“You're
supposed to be relaxing,” Anna said in an authoritative tone.
“I
can't sit there and watch you work. I just don't have it in me. So,
you had better tell me where you keep the storage containers to put
away the food or you'll end up with a ton of plastic bags in the
fridge because I know where you keep those.” Gabe echoed the
determined tone right back at her.
“The
bottom cupboard, over to the right,” she tried to hold back a smile
but it escaped as her trademark sideways grin. She wiped down the
table, counters, and stove while he finished putting away the food
and then handed the remaining dishes for her to put in the
dishwasher. Finally, he agreed to sit with his feet up on a chair
while she swept, “because I can't get it all with you underfoot,”
and she hip checked him gently out of her way.
Just
as she finished, the boys came running in. “Can we have brownies
now?” Chris asked his mom. Gabe smacked his hand to his forehead,
he had forgotten the desert. Anna just looked around at the clean
kitchen in despair. “Paper plates,” she said nodding and Chris
and Sean cheered. When the ice cream and brownies had disappeared
Gabe announced “time to head home” and both boys vehemently
disagreed.
“I
have to be at work early tomorrow. We lost a whole day today, so we
have to make up for it.” Gabe said resignedly. Anna backed him up,
even though she felt disappointed to see the day come to an end as
well.
Anna
turned to Sean, “Thank you for taking us out today.” she paused
and winked at Gabe, “I'm glad you let your dad tag along too, even
if he wouldn't let you swim in the shark tank. We'll have to go to
the beach one day and see if we can get a shark there to eat you.”
Chris
waved bye and left to go back to his room as Gabe ushered Sean out
the door. He clicked the remote and the car unlocked. Sean walked
over to it. Just before she shut the door, Gabe turned back toward
her. His gaze focused on her eyes with such intensity that she
couldn't breathe.
“I
had fun today, thank you for coming along, even though you you'd be
spending the day with a misogynist,” he laughed quietly at their
earlier misunderstanding.
“Well,
thank you for inviting us, even though you thought you'd be spending
it with a cold, judgmental shrew,” she bent her head shyly, then
shaking her hair from her eyes, returned his gaze, “You really were
too generous today.”
“With
all these misunderstandings out of the way, we can be friends and
it's no problem to treat friends to a day of adventure.” Gabe knew
he needed to walk away and go to the car, but didn't want to leave
her. He almost felt a physical pull.
“Dad,
are we leaving?” Sean called from the car. Suddenly released, Gabe
said a rapid good bye and turned toward the car, stopping briefly
before he got in to wave.
Anna
stood in the doorway until the car started and they pulled away from
the curb. The words “...we can be friends...” repeated in her
head and she reminded herself Friends,
that's all we'll ever be. He's a TV and movie star, I'm sure he could
have his choice of hot women. Besides, I wouldn't want all the hassle
that comes with fame and fortune.
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