Wednesday couldn't have come sooner. I was nervous about spending a whole day with my aunt, helping her move boxes into storage. She's paying me for this, from what she told me. I couldn't get any sleep last night. All I could think about was her. She teased me last week, when she dropped me off. Or maybe she was being sympathetic?
I didn't even eat lunch when she showed up. I think she knew I didn't eat anything and drove us to a diner for lunch. She walked in alongside me. It didn't bother me, when people were staring at us. Probably thinking that we were a couple. We practically ordered the same thing. She was her usual self.
We finally got our meals and ate in silence. I couldn't think of anything to say to her.
"How's your mom doing?" she asked suddenly, "I know she doesn't really like me."
"Mom's fine," I replied back, "I don't want to get into trouble for saying false things."
"Oh, I see." Aunt Melody looked down at her plate. "How are you doing though Jack?"
I paused for a bit, confused on how to answer that question she asked.
"Im...okay," I answered back with a little smile, "just been bored at home with nothing to do."
"What do you mean? Don't you have any friends here?"
"I do, in Leavenworth. But I only call them maybe three to four times a week. They're all busy with their own lives."
"What about a...girlfriend? Im not meaning to pry."
"No, no girlfriend. It's hard to find girls I like."
"What type of girls do you like?"
"I like...older girls. Its weird."
She stared at me when I said that. Her cheeks turned red and she resumed eating. A few minutes later, we were on the road again to her friend's house. She didn't say a word to me until we got into her friend's town.
"What did you mean by," she spoke softly "that you like older girls?"
"Well, that's what I meant." I responded, "I can't really describe how or why."
She looked at me and I sighed.
"Girls who are older," I hesitated, "have experienced a lot more stuff in life. They know what they want."
"Okay I see now," she nodded her head, "It's experience that attracts you to older girls.
I nodded and smiled embarrassed.
"But-what if you WERE with an older girl," she asked, "and you find out that she's experienced or knows what she wants? What would you do?"
"A difficult question," I pondered, "well I'd still be with her, as its just kinda rude to break up with someone. Maybe she's a virgin...like me."
We were both silent for a bit. Both embarrassed about our conversation. My heart was beating a mile a minute. Did I really just say that Im a virgin? Finally she spoke.
"We're here"
"Ok"
I unbuckle my seatbelt and prepared to open the door. When, she grabbed my shoulder. I froze up and thought why is she touching me?
"Jack before we head in there," she leans over to me, "I want to thank you again for this. Ill pay you handsomely for this. But I want to give you a little motivation."
She grabs my face and kisses me briefly. I was taken aback by her reproach. She kissed me...she kissed me! My brain screamed inside my skull. It was like I was stuck by lightening. She broke away from me smiling.
"Let this be a bonus," she said looking out her window, "For helping me out."
I worked diligently on moving boxes to aunt Melody's friend's truck. We took breaks every 2 hours, as it was a lot of boxes. Finally around 9pm we got done. I was exhausted. I forgot about dinner as we drove back home.