I left off telling you all about Miss Didi Lutz’s first visit to the Hanky place, and the impact it had on Ted and Angie. You might want to read back if you can’t remember. Anyway… if you care to read on, it is no problem. I will stay here for ever, telling the story until everyone knows about it. Ma Hanky is about to find out that you do not own your children. They own themselves, and kids are never too old to learn how to take their first steps into the real world.
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Now please sit, and listen!
“Ted…! Will you look at this lobby? Did you know she was rich? Oh…, I asked that already didn’t I. Well, I must say, she keeps on surprising me. I like her Ted.
Put down that phone Ted…, NO! Don’t call 911…! I was just… Argghh… never mind.”
* Angie rings the door bell*
The door opened and there at that same spot Ted froze and knew there was no other woman in the world he fancied more than Didi Lutz! What a high class lady! How in the world was he going to…, to do what? Court her?
– “OK. You ladies do the grand tour. I will make a Hanky Special.
Don’t show her the major bathroom Didi…, she will be humming *It’s a Small World After All * for ever.”
“What was that Ted? Oh… you kidder!”
With a sparkling laugh Didi left the room. Ted wasn’t aware his sister was present too.
– “That was very interesting Didi. Thanks so much for the tour! So*gulp* you live here all by yourself then?”
– “Not exactly. I have a live-in butler, a maid, who comes in every day and of course there is Khaled, he lives here too.”
– “I have heard so much about you… Angie. What a pretty name that is!”
– “Now Khaled! You are quite the flirt!”
Didi clapped her hands. At that moment Ted knew he was IN. He knew Didi was not interested in the professor… romantically… She would’ve looked more like…
Oh… she spoke! Ted snapped out of his mesmerizing thoughts and paid attention.
– “…and Ted, I really want you two to meet. Khaled is from Abu Ebay, you know… the Middle East. Arabasia.”
At this point, Ted could only stare at Didi. Cupid had aimed at his heart and not missed. Khaled came to his little bladder problem just in time.
– “Hum…, nice meeting you Ted. If you will excuse me…; I will pick some hibiscus just now. I make an exquisite Karkadeh! Angie, shall I show you the garden?”
Angie felt something move inside of her. Something she had never felt before. She knew that the man walking back into the house was going to be father of her future children. Angie felt butterflies. First she had experienced friendship, now… as if that wasn’t too much of an emotion to handle, she felt LOVE.
The weeks following, the Lutz Estate was buzzing. Angie came by every day to keep Khaled from doing his work and talk about gardening, and Abu Ebay and the lovely estate he owned there. Palm trees and sea… and lots of sand. No swamps. It sounded like heaven.
She looked at herself in the mirror and had a very deep going conversation with her alter ego.. She had to gather all her courage to do something about that feeling that was getting stronger every minute she was around Khaled.
It was no surprise to her that Khaled was there waiting for her. Nobody else was there, just the two of them.
– “Khaled, I… well, I know this must sound strange to you…but you are my future. I know that for sure.”
Ted was a different story though.
Didi knew Ted was here to stay. Even if she had wanted him to be elsewhere and not in her life, there was no escaping Ted Hanky. Underneath the polyester, she was sure she would find a diamond in the rough. Ready for her to polish it.
Before he knew what hit him, Didi struck like lightning.
Whistler’s Mother saw it all happen, and she thought it was good. Whistler’s Mother was also thinking of another mother. A mother who hadn’t seen her two children in weeks now.
Ma had been trying to get a hold of either one of her children, but no one answered her calls.
The gurgling sound were getting louder and louder. The moaning from Ted’s bedroom was giving her the Goosebumps.
She went up there. It was ear deafening. A hollow whispering voice said: – “Get the gnome and get out.”
Ma thought she was just hearing things. She had read somewhere that solitude can do that to you. Why had they left her here? Where were her children? What was she supposed to do?
– “Oops! You startled me little fellow. Whazzup?”
– “Yo Ted! Your momma izzup… on with the modley…. I still have hopes I get my mojo working. Just here to let you know.”
Ted stood there for a moment thinking about his home. THIS was his home now. What on earth could possibly be wrong at his Ma’s house? No time now. The lady of the house was waiting for him upstairs. Ted had more important things on his mind just now.
It had started. There was no more controlling the puddles. The swamp was sucking at their house. The ghosts in Ted’s bedroom were heavy with long forgotten emotions and heartache. They moaned and whined. Ma was not in any position to carry that burden. The house was sinking.
There was nothing she could do… now, was there?
To be continued…