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Chapter 15
See you soon
When we got back to the house Melissa was curled up asleep on Marty’s chest. Marty was also sound asleep but not snoring for a change. The movie was just ending. I believe it was the Disney movie about the little squirrel and lion in the Ice age. Stacy, Meea, Chels and Julie were all cuddled up together on a large couch glued to the climax. Tony and Steven had apparently lost interest and were playing chess out by the pool. I could hear Tony growling with every piece he lost. I’m sure playing against Steven you had about a zero percent chance of winning, but Tony seemed to like a challenge.
Rachel was coming in from the kitchen with drinks for all the girls and took her spot back on the couch to finish up the movie. Brian excused himself to finish packing and told me I might as well get something to eat, while the girls finished their movie.
When the movie was over I woke Marty. I also asked Steven and Tony to come in so I could explain our new situation.
Julie was torn between letting Melissa sleep and waking her up to say goodbye to her. Since she thought we had her plenty tired and she would go right back to sleep, Mrs. Conner gently woke her up. They explained to her that they had to go to work for a while but Meea and I would stay with her until they got back. Melissa was a secure happy little girl and had no problem with anything her mom and dad asked her to do. Melissa hugged and kissed her parents, rubbed her eyes and toddled back over to curl back up on Marty’s chest to fall asleep again.
We all sat around for quite a while after Mr. And Mrs. Conner left to discuss what this must be about. Rather than speculating all night, I figured we should get ready to turn in for the night and get some rest.
The girls would end up sleeping in the main house with Melissa. Stacy and Meea each would have their own room while Rachel and Chels were happy to share the master bedroom. This would allow Melissa to continue to still have her own room to sleep in.
The guesthouse had two bedrooms in it so it wasn’t going to be an inconvenience for us guys either. It wasn’t as if any of us were going to have to sleep in a bathtub or anything.
As I helped Marty put Melissa to bed I noticed that her room was adorable, decorated in small ponies of every color. Marty tucked Melissa in bed while I returned the toys she had gotten out earlier back into the toy chest where they belonged. We then walked back to the living room to rejoin the group before everyone turned in.
“So do we keep going to class?” Chels looked enthusiastic like we had just gotten a week’s worth of snow days or an early vacation notice.
“Let’s go back to our dorm room’s tomorrow morning to pick up some clothes and essentials. While were there we can stop by to see if anyone from the council is available to ask about our class schedules.” I figured we might as well start at the top.
“Good idea, Boy.” Meea teased. Picking off small bites from the donut that was sitting in front of her.
“You’re not going to start calling me that are you…Girl?” I retorted, stepping up to her side reaching down to take a new donut from the box.
Meea grinned up at me. “I guess it’s a bad idea since I finally got Melissa to start using our names, but I think it’s kind of cute when she calls you boy.” Meea smirked as she went to the refrigerator for some milk.
“Steven, are you OK with this change in your sleeping arrangements?” I asked not sure if a change in location would cause Steven any issues. I always thought that autistic people needed strict patterns or routines.
“It will be just fine, Wilson.” Steven said dryly.
I wasn’t too sure about Steven. I sort of had that ticking time bomb feeling with him for some reason, but if Mr. Conner said he was okay I would try to go with it.
“I’m going to bed.” Marty yawned.
“I’ll drive you to your room.” Stacy said, as Marty stepped on to the foot pegs he added to the back of her buggy and she sped out the door toward the guesthouse. Meea came over and curled up in my lap and kissed me a little too intimately for the company that was still in the room. I’m guessing she was still staking her claim so to speak.
“Good night everyone, we’ll see you in the morning.” Rachel said helping Chels up out of the soft deep cushions of the movie couch.
“Fine, Rachel, good night.” I said. “I better take off too since we don’t know when Melissa will get up. I want to be prepared so that I can make her a good breakfast in the morning. I never thought we would hear the pitter patter of little feet between us so soon.”
Meea blushed and then smiled at my reference, her eyebrows raised and she let out a small giggle. “But I knew she would be that beautiful. Goodnight, Wilson.”
On my way to the guesthouse I met Stacy on her way back.
“Steven will be alright with us, I can tell.” Stacy said slowing down to talk.
“Are you sure?”
“Yes, he’s a little harder to read, but I can tell he’ll only do what he understands to be right. You should stop worrying so much about him.”
“I just hope he has the same definition of right as we do.”
“Relax, he has volumes of examples to draw from. I wonder how he’d do in Poker…?”