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“Hello? Just hello?”
“Hi Elliott.”
“Jules.”
She didn’t correct her name. My heart swelled.
“Can you talk?” I asked.
“Just a sec,” she said and laid her hand over the receiver before continuing, “Pop, please? I’m beggin’ you.” There was a ruffling sound and a chair scooting backward. “Thank you! I hereby retract calling your love for ‘Tiny Dancer’ lame!”
She yelled the last part then laughed.
“Okay Gray. It’s not true, by the way. I love that song, especially after ‘Almost Famous’, but if I let him know that, he’d never let me live it down.”
“You’re funny Jules.”
“Nah. So, did you get all your homework done?”
“What are you my mother?” I teased.
“Um, no. That would be gross.”
I laughed.
“Why would that be gross? My actual mother doesn’t feel that way. At least, I don’t think she does.”
“Because that would mean we’d have to change your name to Oedipus and mine to Jocasta.”
“Yup, that would be gross. Those names are hideous.”
“Hardy, har, har.”
“We wouldn’t have to change names, just yet, anyway. We’d have to marry first, then have children who also happen to be my siblings,” I said.
“You’re right. What was a I thinking?......Uh, this conversation has taken a turn down ‘I never thought I’d talk about something like this’ lane. Serious change of subject por favor?”
“Hey, you brought it up Freud,” I said, both of us laughing. “How about we start over by you telling me something about yourself that no one else knows.”
“Um, I have nothing to tell,” she said.
“Um? You hesitated. Besides, everyone has secrets. Are you afraid to tell me?”
“Well, I’ve got one but I’d never tell it, especially not to you.”
“Come on! I’ve got to know now. Would it help if I told you one about me first? Then, would you tell?”
“Nope.”
“Oh come on Jules! Now that you’ve piqued my interest you’re just going to leave me dangling on your hook? That’s some cruel bait there Jules.”
“Alright, fine but if you so much as think of letting it pass your own lips, even on your death bed, you’re a dead man Gray.”
“If I’m already on my death bed you can’t very well threaten me with death, can you? What would be my motivation to keep quiet?”
“Gray.”
“Okay, scouts honor. You can’t see it but I’m crossing my heart and hoping to die.”
