Before I left Nathan, we often had heartfelt discussions. Such as this one
that took place in the kitchen. Mind you, it was not morning but 3 p.m. in the afternoon on a weekday.
*spit take* “What is this? The liquor has gone bad!” Nathan burped.
“Nathan, that is hand-squeezed orange juice and it has not gone bad. “
I was so busy that day, I had to meet the boys who were coming from their school(Dalton)
I had a manicure and I had a Pilates class that I simply could not be late to. Yet, There was Nathan who had finally come to. He was sprawled in of the chairs I got from Scandinvia. He was dressed in some rather loathesome undergarments that did not look at all clean.
“I need a drink.” He mumbled while stumbling about until he got out of my
beautiful chair. “I can feel Peter’s ghosts.”
I couldn’t believe it, not only was he delusional,but suddenly Peter was 2 people? “Peter isn’t dead Nathan, I told you he calls and hangs up before I can find out where he is.”
That is usually when he would start clutching that icky thing he calls a beard
” PETER! PETER! I AM SO SOOORRRYYYY!”
That is about the time Mama Petrelli would sweep in wailing and beating
her chest like an elegant gorilla. “You murdered my son! You are dead to me!”
“Oh for Pete’s sake,will you two stop it!”
“Burp,mutter,mutter,liquor.”(that is Nathan’s favorite phrase now)
These people are just a few degrees shy of Shakespeare’s ‘Titus Andronicus’
and I refuse to eat anyone!
I should add, I had to miss my mani and my Pilates class. I have alot of time
to make up with these legs of mine!
By the time the boys got back, Nathan had passed out. Collin made the best of things by attempting to braid his father’s beard.
That happened so often, what else could I do but leave him?
Then, I found that photo of him hanging out with cute Japanese guys? What is that? Really! I want to know!
I was meant to be part of a power couple, I knew this since I was a child. Nathan was ruining my destiny. NO ONE ruins my destiny!
Perhaps if I find Peter, I can get my life back?
I will reclaim my life! As God as my witness, I will never go without designer
clothes and limos!
Sooo glad I’m adopted right now.
Burrrrpppp. hicup… You talkin about me… I’ll have you know. burp. I can quit N. E. time. hicup.