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(London Household Profile)
Myra London (81 years), Cole (60 years), Lucy (58 years), Itzel (15 years), Milo (13 years)
(Alice London – 22 years)
narrated by: Itzel
Mom and Dad threw their annual Christmas party at the beginning of the month, it’s full of stodgy people, most of which are past Mayors, including my Dad. Only the Grimsley family even have actual children, the rest are senior citizens. Alice came home from EU for the event, Mom actually planned it for after her finals so she could spend the holiday season with us.
She’s the only one that is friends with the Grimsley kids, her and Lainey are back to being BFFs, laughing, and telling inside jokes.
Milo tries to make friends with Willa, she’s popular, gorgeous, and totally a brat, what isn’t there to love? But she’s horrible to him, I don’t know if her parents taught her any manners or if it’s just her personality, but she’s pretty much the worst person in my high school. She makes my palms sweat, and stomach squeeze up. Of course, our parents are oblivious, and think we are just the best of friends.
Mom hired a new party planner this year, Eva, and she really was disgruntled with her over every minor detail. She basically wanted her old party planner in the new, cheaper version. I felt bad, she’s my best friend’s Mom, I wished that Mom was kinder to her.
She had her daughter, Paloma help with serving, and Dad felt poorly for how they were being treated, and went out of his way to crack jokes. Ex-Mayor-Lawyer jokes are probably the absolute worst kind of jokers in history, but she smiled and humored him which guarantees a nice fat tip for her.
Regina has retired as Chief of Staff, placing her daughter Morgan in charge, but oddly the new Chief wasn’t invited to the party. Which meant everyone had to deal with Regina and her opinions, she should hang out with Willa some, see how it feels to be treated rudely. I’m sure Bekah is relieved that she won’t have to deal with Regina any more for hospital budget talks.
Holden hates these parties too, and no one can blame him, there are absolutely zero kids, only teens and up. I’d think they’d do better to have him sleepover at a friends for these events, but they always bring him along.
Somehow, Dad got Marta invited, she used to work beneath him helping with his Public Relations. Mom hates her, always thought she was trying to steal Dad away. And well, she may be right. She was all over Tim like a nose to a book, and he’s not even the Mayor!
She tried some suggestive flirting with Tim, who knows how that went down, just the thought of flirting gives me hives. But he was very upset over the interaction.
By this point, everyone had consumed more wine than necessary, and Bekah confronted Marta on it.
And it really just went all high school in the living room. Dad escorted Marta out and sent her on her way, and all the while her parents were there, ignoring the entire situation.
Dad swept Mom off her feet to relax her, and be mushy together. I actually have no complaints about my parents being sweet to one another, I like to imagine that my real parents had been deeply in love.
I spent most of the party just watching the action, reading a book from a corner, and hoping no one came up to me. I don’t do well with these types of situations, I don’t like the awkward adult-teen regurgitated conversations about school and any boyfriends, and my best friend Linnea couldn’t attend, probably because her Mom was the party planner, conflict of interest perhaps.
So when the adults broke into weird dancing, I was out.
No way was I being called to the make-shift dance floor to make a fool out of myself.
So I may have allowed Caleb to kiss me back in 2022, but nothing really accumulated from that, and my heart has been beating for this boy, Seth. He attends a private school, so I don’t actually know him at all, but I’ve seen and heard of him. His parents are wealthy and he lives in the same neighborhood as me, but I still never expected him to walk by.
Naturally, I was petting our reindeer, because this is my life, and it can’t go any other way than pure mortification.
Apparently it was endearing, because he gave me some grief over the reindeer, but moved on quickly to compliments. Plus he actually knew my name, and where I went to school. Which Alice would say was creepy and stalker-ish, but I didn’t have to tell her that part.
Short story of the entire ordeal, was that he liked me, and asked me to go out sometime.
And he touched my hands, twice!
I begged Grandma to let me go on the date, knowing full well that my parents have a strict no dating policy. Alice got her first kiss on Grandma’s watch, or else it probably would have never come to be. She was able to talk Dad into it, on the stipulation that she attends the date.
Seth isn’t exactly the best bowler, which made my anxiety ease up some.
Perhaps I was a bit too relaxed, as I laughed just like I would if it were my brother Milo.
And while I didn’t score high, I didn’t fall on my face, but Seth acted like I was a rather lousy bowler. Maybe I’m being sensitive, and perhaps I deserve the hard time, but it just didn’t feel like a good time of joking around. It felt akin to patronizing.
Then he wandered off to talk with the upperclass students, and I could feel them staring at me straight on. My Grandma would chide me and say that I was borrowing trouble or in this case gossip, but I didn’t enjoy the apparent limelight.
Grandma had her back to us, so she missed how Caitlyn came to our lane, and started chatting with Seth like pals. And maybe they are, I didn’t think of Seth as knowing other kids I went to high school with, but clearly that’s not the case!
The entire date was a bust, Grandma tried cheering me up on the way home, by telling me that she didn’t find Grandpa until college didn’t really make me feel better. I didn’t expect Seth to be “the one” but I had hoped for a better time, and to not feel insecure during the entire date. When we came home, Mom was still in her pajamas, mopping the floor of all things.
She tried playing off the afternoon pajamas as a lazy day, but Mom does not have pajama days. When she started coughing, then Grandma took charge. I don’t know how much Mom likes having Grandma in the house, but I do appreciate an extra adult to keep my parents in line.
Grandma started making homemade chicken noodle soup immediately, and called Dad at the office to bring home produce for Citrus Juice.
The next morning Mom drank some juice, humoring Grandma because she’s not really a believer in the benefits of fruit. And all seemed to be going okay for her, she ended up sleeping for nearly 48 hours straight minus soup and juice breaks.
But she still ended up in the hospital late Monday night. She was burning up, delirious, and having difficulty breathing. Dad rushed her to the hospital, too impatient to wait for an ambulance to cross the bridge, with Grandma taking us separately. Dad went back to a different waiting area outside of the X-ray room where they found Mom had pneumonia, meanwhile we all melted down in the main waiting area. All of us terrified that we’d never see Mom again, and not knowing how to cope with the mere notion.
It’s hard for all of us, but having lost both of my birth parents to illness, it was traumatic in a different way. Grandma consoled me to feel more optimistic, but still allowed me to feel my anxiety over the ordeal. I appreciate her accepting me and my fears without shaming me over them, not that anyone else in the family does, but it’s a fear that they would. Deep down, I was terrified that my siblings would tell me to quit the theatrics, that obviously they cared more about Mom because she wasn’t really my Mom. They’ve never even hinted anything like that, but it didn’t make the fear disappear.
Dad got to spend the night with Mom, while we weren’t allowed to see her. I’ve never seen Dad so wrecked before, it made everyone including Grandma more frightened. Waiting, and waiting to see if your Mom lives through pneumonia is a nightmare without reprieve.
Dr. Morgan Russo-Traver explained that the next twenty-four hours were critical for Mom’s outcome, we called the Grimsley’s and they took care of the pets at the house and brought Dad toiletries.
We spent a lot of time in the cafeteria, staring at our food, and sighing in disbelief. Even Alice couldn’t find any words to try and comfort us, lost in her own fears. Suddenly the bad date with Seth wasn’t such a big deal anymore, it all seemed beyond trivial.
The second day, Mom woke up and seemed to be improving, but still lethargic. We were allowed to visit for a very brief period of time so she could regain her strength, but all the news seemed positive. Mom looked like she had been afraid for her own life, which made us all feel uneasy, it would have been worse if the Doctor hadn’t just told us that she was expecting a full recovery.
We all went back home after seeing Mom, and started taking care of things on our own, leaving Dad with Mom. By the end of the week she was out of bed, and working on strengthening her muscles and stretching her legs.
I know that we are all relieved that she will be home soon, and healthy enough to go back to teaching after Christmas break, but I think it all hurt Dad even more than us. I’ve never seen him cry or even appear mildly weak on an emotional level, but he was raw and open with Mom and even us kids.
I know that no one can live forever, but I really hope that I don’t lose anymore parents until I’m a senior citizen. I’d like my parents to live long just like Grandma, eighty-one years old and still going strong.
Notes: Lucy was my pneumonia ROS, and I thought for sure she was a goner! I am SO glad that she wasn’t, I have been traumatized by the idea of her dying, leaving poor Itzel without a mother, again! Lucy never seeing her children grow up and marry, it all seemed terrible. I am greatly relieved she was able to survive the pneumonia.
Itzel’s date was only okay, and he kept leaving their game of bowling to talk with the upperclass kids. Itzel is extremely shy, and I would think losing both parents as a toddler would bring some fears and anxieties, so I see her being a wallflower so to speak, and brimming with anxiety over things. Losing a parent is a big nightmare, and to have had it come true makes the world open for disasters to happen so to speak.
Christmas drama: Marta had kissed Finn McCarthy way back when, and did try some moves on Cole when he was Mayor, and now flirting with Tim. She’s fortune, and the daughter of a past mayor, so I see her liking that power, and maybe wanting to be the wife of a Mayor, not necessarily Mayor herself. And yes, she’s the one who currently went on a date with Cesar. I let Bekah throw her drink in Marta’s face because they were already drinking wine! How often does that happen?! I don’t know if it will have any affect on her relationship with Cesar, it has only been a date so there’s not a ton of commitment there.
Thanks for reading!