First off I want to thank my friend theduck1930 for editing this story for me. He is and was a big help to me with this story.
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Back when I was in my last year in the Army and stationed up in the northwestern part of the states, I met a guy that for some reason we became inseparable it seemed. It happened that he was in the same section and platoon that I was in. The difference between the two of us is, he had been in the Army one year longer than me but was still a Specialist Four, the same as I, but he had more time in grade than me. For some reason this guy and I had this connection toward each other and neither one of us are into other guys what so ever. We both checked out the women that would catch the eyes of any other red blooded man. We were the best of friends from the first day we met, and his name is Simon. Every one said back then that we should have been brothers. Simon's last name is Marshal, and my name is Joey Johnson. He is an only son as I am an only son, I have a younger sister and he has an older sister.
Simon has brown hair and I have red hair. I stand five feet five inches and Simon stands five feet seven inches and both of us have brown eyes and slender built. Simon is two years older than I am but he waited till he was nineteen before he enlisted into the Army and I enlisted at eighteen years old.
Simon got to grow up with a dad and a mom and was told that his folks had adopted him before he left the hospital he was born at, like within a few hours of being born according to the paper work. He loves his mom, dad, and sister, dearly, which is only right but hopes he can find his real mom, and dad, after he got out of the service but he knew, it was going to be a very long and hard process, since the adoption agencies try to do all that they can to keep adopted kids from finding their real parents and the real parents, from finding their children that they 'had' to give up for whatever reason, to an adoption agency.
My mom had married my dad just before I was born but after my sister was born. He left mom for another woman and divorced my mom. My sister and I had only mom to turn to as we grew up and she never married another man after dad left us. I was two years old and my sister Alice was one year old when dad and mom divorced. The two of us grew up to being very close to each other.
Simon got out of the Army seven months before I did and went back to his home, when I got my discharge papers, I went back home to my mom and my sister.
I landed a job with a construction company one month after getting my discharge from the army. One month later, I was able to move into a two bedroom house about ten minutes away from where mom and Alice live.
(A few months later)
I came home from work happy it was a Friday evening as I entered my new house and headed toward the kitchen to empty out my lunchbox. Then the phone rang just as I got within one step from it. I picked up the phone, "Hello."
"Hello bro. This is Alice. How are you doing this evening?"
"I guess I'm doing good. Why, is something wrong?"
"Only if the landlord raising the rent counts as something wrong, then yes, but if not, then no, nothing is wrong."
"Okay, that kind of depends on how much he is raising the rent to."
"He's raising it another hundred fifty dollars as soon as mom's contract is up in a couple of months. Mom hasn't had a raise in pay now for the last three years and she can barely make ends meet now, that is why I have stayed here as long as I have, to help her out with the little bit of money I'm able to give her."
"Okay, I see what you're saying. Is mom home now with you?"
"Yes she is."
"Okay, tell her to get ready to go out for supper, my treat and you do the same and we can all talk about this together while we eat. I'll be there in an hour, which should be enough time for you two beautiful women to get ready in."
"Okay I'll let her know."
"Good I'll see you in one hour. Bye."
"Bye."
I hung up the phone and emptied my lunchbox and then took a shower, to get ready to head out.
My mom is a slender woman and works part time for a small station owner that has eight cabins for overnighters. Mom cleans them between guests each day. They may rent all eight of the cabins which may happen once maybe twice a month. In the afternoons mom works at a restaurant not far from the station and cabins. Mom will usually go and sit at the station to visit with the owner's wife, till it's time for her to report to work at the restaurant.
Once mom, Alice, and I, had our food in front of us and we were eating, "Now do you two need a place to move to or do you want me to help make up the difference in the rent you two are unable to come up with?"
"Oh no son that is not what I want you to do. Your money is for you to keep and do with as you need to survive and for your needs and wants. I am looking into another place but all that I'm finding, is places wanting as much or more for a two bedroom place than the landlord is asking from me now. He wants me to pay as much as other places are getting paid for their places but I'm not able to pay that much and your sister here is not able to make up that much difference, as she'd like to do."
"Have you looked into a one bedroom place to rent?"
"Yes I have and they are just a little bit cheaper than the two bedroom places."
"Are they cheap enough for you to rent one of them yourself or would you still need Alice's help to rent one of them?"
"I have no problem with renting one of them myself without any one's help. I don't want to put Alice out on the street."