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“Any chance we could live here while attending Penn? Just askin’.”
“Not a chance,” she winked. “We need to experience dorm life. Apparently, ‘it’s awesome’. Although I doubt that seriously, seeming as my source is an unreliable one.”
She motioned toward the open room below us and I realized she meant her older teasing cousins.
She led me into the theater and paraded me around the seats and up to the screen. It reminded me of a miniature version of the theater in Charleston.
“Wow,” I said, practically speechless.
“Tomorrow we’re all going to watch The Princess Bride after lunch. Isabel’s breaking out the popcorn machine.” She pointed at the little red machine in the far corner next to a brightly painted faux box office.
“I’m seriously reconsidering the physician route. Maybe I’d do well as a lawyer.” I teased.
“I don’t think so Elliott. This would be a little too much for us. I imagine us in a needy country somewhere, living in squalor conditions but we’ll be the happiest and most in love people in the world.” She paused, and inched closer to me, fiddling with the hem of my knit with her fingers. “You’d have two jobs there, you know. Are you okay with that?” She teased.
“Two jobs?” I asked.
“Yeah, fixing the beautiful children by day and making love to your wife by night.” She eyed me at the last bit.
I smacked my palm to my forehead and shook my head.
“I’m not going to become a physician Jules.”
“Why?” She asked, confused.
“Because I’m never going to make it out of here alive if you keep talking like that.”
“No, you can’t. I like you alive, remember?” She paused, “I’m sorry, but you look like an irresistible hobo. I can’t help myself.”
“That’s what I thought! Not the irresistible part, of course, but the hobo part.”
She dismissed me with her hand, “You’re so handsome Elliott and you don’t even have to try! That’s kind of annoying actually.”
“Oh whatever Jules!” I turned and looked at the door. “Guess what?”
“What?”
“I’ve gotta’ get out of here.”
“Why?”
“It should be obvious. Me with you alone equals bad things.”
“Oh,” she blushed.
We headed out the door and she completed the rest of the tour. Her aunt’s home was hands down one of the most creatively beautiful homes I’d ever seen. After the tour, we trudged down the stairs and met everyone in the massive kitchen. We still had a couple of hours to kill before we left for Caroline’s gig so all the older kids decided to watch a movie.
“Back to the scene of the crime,” I nudged quietly.
We both laughed and sat together at the back of the five rows of seats and everyone else piled in around us, knee deep in their own conversations.
“What are we watching?” I asked Jules.
“Not sure. My Uncle Rocky’s picking the film. He’s got pretty great taste in films.”
The lights dimmed and I heard the familiar ticking of the film before it shot onto to the oversized screen in front of us. Jules and I rested our feet on the seats in front of us but neither of us made it past the opening credits. We fell asleep with my arm around Jules and her head on my shoulder. I dozed off breathing in the scent of her shampoo.
When the movie was over, apparently the other kids just let us get some sleep and Jules’ mom didn’t wake us until everyone was ready to leave.
