Molly
and Morgan share more memories of their childhood.
Morgan
threw his head back, laughing heartily. "Oh, God! I was just
thinking of that one, you know?"
He
made some vague gestures. He and Molly laughed heartily. No one else
knew what they were talking about. The confused looks set Morgan and
Molly laughing even harder.
"They're
crazy, you know this right?" Kenny looked at Tanya, his tone and
expression flat. "Completely bonkers, the entire family."
Tanya
looked at Morgan and Molly, their eyes watering as they giggled. "I'm
beginning to figure that out. But it works for me." She winked
at Kenny who grinned back at her. "I just wish I understood. I'd
like a good laugh too."
Kenny
shook his head, leaning back in his chair. "Trust me, no you
wouldn't. I've heard this story. It's one of those where you had to
have been there, for it to be funny at all. I didn't even crack a
glimmer of a grin, when they told me. But they whooped it up like a
comedy show."
Morgan
and Molly finally stopped laughing long enough to gather up the
plates and put them in the dishwasher. As they cleaned up, Kenny and
Tanya sat at the table sipping coffee and chatting.
"So,
what are the plans for the day?" Kenny asked her.
"I'm
working this afternoon," Tanya said. "But before I do that,
I'd better go to the grocery store. In fact, we both should. Morgan
hasn't a thing in his house to eat, and I'm out of just about
everything."
"Oh,
what excitement," Molly said dryly. "And here I thought you
had something fun planned, like rock climbing or hang gliding."
"No,
that's next week," Morgan said, keeping his face completely
straight. "I thought we'd try joining the Mile High Club
tomorrow, that is, if I can borrow the family jet."
Tanya
glanced around the room trying to figure out if Morgan was teasing.
No one smiled. They all looked as if his remark was completely
normal. Just as she was about to ask, Duke's ears went red and he
burst out laughing. It was an explosive sound and made her jump. He
giggled until tears came to his eyes.
"I'm
sorry," he told Morgan. "I just couldn't hold it any more.
Tanya, the look on your face was priceless! Good one, Uncle Morph."
"I
don't know what you're talking about, Duke. I'm completely serious."
He took a sip of his coffee, tipping casually back in his chair.
"But—I—Whatever!"
Making rude finger gestures at his uncle, he walked from the room
muttering to himself.
Morgan's
lip twitched and then a smile spread across his face. "No, I'm
kidding about the mile high thing, Tanya. But the family does have a
plane. It belongs to Uncle Scott."
"No,
Uncle Stan," Molly corrected.
"I'm
always mixing them up," Morgan told her. "I hope I know
them by sight, and haven't had them mixed up in my head for the last
thirty years. I think they played a prank on me as a child,
pretending to be one another, to confuse me."
"It
wouldn't surprise me," Molly told him. "They' are a little
eccentric, and have a very bizarre sense of humor."
"Which
is the one with gold tooth? Stan?"
"No."
"Oh.
Well then I don't know which is which. My entire life has been
an illusion. I'm going to require years of therapy to make me myself
again."
"I
can help with that," Tanya told him with a perfectly straight
face. "I am a professional. I even did a short stint on a
psychiatry ward. Would you say you suffer from delusions?"
"Constantly,"
Morgan said with a huge, dramatic sigh. "Or are they illusions?
What's the one when you see things?"
"Hallucinations...or
is it halitosis? I get those two mixed up."
Kenny
was looking from Morgan to Tanya and back again. "She's as loony
as he is. No wonder they get along so well. What a relief! I thought
we had a normal one in the family, and I was going to worry about her
continued mental health!"
Molly
grinned, watching Morgan and Tanya be silly. "I think it's
wonderful! I'm so glad you fainted into my brother's arms, Tanya!"
"Well,
specifically she fainted, and I caught her in my arms, but it's just
semantics. I'm glad too."
He
grinned, then frowned slightly. Tanya guessed he was thinking about
Vanessa for a moment, but didn't want to ask.
"At
the risk of bringing up a bad subject, I have to say something. I
apologize for all the time I spent with Vanessa, and forced you to be
nice to her. I'm so sorry...." He gulped unable to continue.
Molly
hugged her brother and kissed his cheek. "We all act like fools
when we think we're in love, Morph. We just forgive one another and
move on."
"While
we are on the subject of Vanessa," Kenny interrupted. "I
have to get something off my chest, and then I'll never mention her
again—unless it's to say someone dropped a house on her and stole
her ruby slippers." He paused while he thought out how best to
say what was on his mind.
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