“Katie!” Bob called from the kitchen. He made Katie pancakes with maple syrup, and they were getting cold.
“Katie Moffatt I’m not going to call you again!”
“Coming Daddy!” He watched as his baby girl bounced down the stairs in her purple dress and her dark brown curls pulled up in pigtails. She took her place at the table and started her meal as her Dad explained the day.
“Uncle Clint is going to pick you up hopefully in five minutes and then Uncle Scott will pick you up after school. I will be home around 5:30. Okay sweet pee?” he informed her as he kissed her on the forehead. Katie looked up at him with her deep innocent brown eyes. It must have been the lighting because she looked so much like her mother.
“Honey I’m home!” Clint screeched through the house. “Where is my happy brother and my adorable niece?”
“Uncle Clint we’re in the kitchen!” Katie yelled Clint jumped into the kitchen and spread his arms wide open.
“Get into these arms you little princess,” Clint commanded. Katie jumped up from the table and wrapped herself in his arms. He picked her up and walked to the table where Bob was sitting.
“Sup bro? Pass me some pancakes,” Clint said as he pulled his chair out from the table.
“Here take mine. I don’t have time to eat them it’s 8:30 and I have to be at the high school at 9,” Bob stated as he pushed his plate to his brother. He kissed his daughter and grabbed his car keys.
“Bye Daddy I love you!” Katie called to him.
“Bye Katie I love you too. See ya Clint,” Bob yelled back to them. Clint turned to Katie, then looked at his watch.
“What time does school start?” he asked her.
“I don’t know,” Katie shrugged. Clint looked at her in disbelief.
“What do you mean you don’t know?!” he asked as he got up to call Scott.
“I mean I don’t know,” she stated bluntly. That’s when Clint picked up the blue phone and dialed Scott’s number.
“Scott could you get that?!” Selena asked as she loaded the dishes in the dishwasher.
“Scott!” she tried again. “Oh forget it,” she murmured.
"Hello?"
“Sel, it’s Clint. Where’s Scott?”
“He’s upstairs doing his hair or something. Why?” she asked as she put a bagel in the toaster for him.
“I need to know what time school starts for Katie. You don’t happen to know do you?”
“Yeah, it starts at 8:45. You better get going!”
“Okay thanks bye.” Clint hung up the phone and turned to Katie.
“Katie get your backpack, I’ve got your lunch, put your shoes on and get in the car. Now MOVE!” Clint said as he frantically searched for his car keys.
Bob turned into The Morris High School parking lot and parked his car. As he sat in his car he tried to imagine what it would have been like to attend a regular high school. He and his brothers never attended a normal school when they were younger. They were too busy touring and working on their records. Bob sighed at the good memories. The Moffatts were still around but just not as big as they used to be. Okay enough of the past, live the future Bob, he told himself as he got out of his car. Bob walked through the hallways of the high school and admired the bright red paint on the lockers. He soon found the office and asked to speak with Nancy Sullivan.
“We were thinking of doing it in the auditorium if that’s all right with you,” Nancy explained.
“Yeah that’s fine. It doesn’t matter to me.”
About twenty minutes later Bob found himself sitting on a chair with a glass of water next to him, in front of fifteen other students.
“Hi, I’m Bob Moffatt but you can call me Bob. I’m here to talk to you about a loss I had two years ago. Of course she didn’t die like your friend and I know your in a lot of pain. I know what it’s like. I loved this woman very much and it really hurt when she died and the way she died was horrible. But what’s helping me is remembering all the good times we had together, and that’s what you have to do.”
“I know but it’s really hard. Kelly was my best friend and now she’s gone,” a blonde girl responded from the crowd.
“Well let me tell you the whole story, starting from when we
were young.”
