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“Two for me,” said my fifteen-year-old daughter, Jannie, who was still in her pajamas and rubbing her eyes when she came in. “I’ll make my own shake.”
Ali, almost eight and my youngest, ran in after her and said, “I want French toast.”
“No sugar-bombing in my kitchen,” Nana Mama said. “Eggs. Protein. Good for your brain.”
“So’s French toast.”
I looked at him, said, “You’ll never win that one.”
Ali acted like the weight of the world was on him. “Can I get two sunny-side up with regular toast?”
“That you can have,” my grandmother said.
Bree joined soon after. It was a nice treat, all of us sharing breakfast together on a weekday. All too soon, though, we were out in front of the house helping Damon load the last of his things into our car.
“That’s it?” I said, shaking my head. “Really not that much.”
“That surprises you?” Damon asked.
“I guess it does,” I said. “Back when I left for school, I had twice the amount of stuff, or maybe my stuff was just bigger. That’s it—there’s no huge stereo system anymore. Everything’s gotten smaller.”
“That’s a news flash, Alex,” my grandmother said impatiently, and she rapped her cane on the sidewalk. “Now, Damon, you come over here and give your Nana Mama some love before you go, but do not pick me up again. You’ll break my back.”
Damon smirked before bending over and kissing Nana Mama good-bye.
“I’m so proud of you,” she said, her eyes getting glassy. “You are a gentleman and a scholar.”
Coming from my grandmother, a retired English teacher and former high school vice principal, that was high praise.
Damon beamed, said, “That’s because you taught me how to study.”
“You learned it and ran with it,” she said. “Give yourself some credit.”
He kissed her on the cheek again and then turned to Jannie. “You keep killing it, you hear?”
“That’s the plan,” she said, and hugged him. “You’ll come to the invitational, right?”
Damon said, “Wouldn’t miss out on watching the fastest woman on earth.”
“Not yet,” Jannie said, grinning.
“Dream it, own it, give it time,” Damon said, and then he picked up Ali, who was looking morose. “Why the face, little man?”
Ali shrugged, said, “You’re going away. Again.”
“I’ll be an hour away,” Damon said. “Not six hours, like when I was up at Kraft, so I’ll be home to see you a whole lot more.”
Ali perked up. “Promise?”
“You know I need my Ali Cross fix,” Damon said, and he tickled Ali until he howled with laughter.
Then he hugged Bree, told her to take care of me.
“Ready?” I asked.
“Whole new life waiting,” Damon said, and even though he was trying to remain cool, I could see he was vibrating with emotion as we drove away.
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