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Timothy - 29. Chapter 29
That evening, “Tim, I have the feeling Ann Marie isn’t a favorite in your family.”
“She’s a stranger to my family. It’s all most like two families. She is ten years older than me, and we never clicked like Eva and me. When I was eight, she went away to college, and this is the first time I have seen her. She is a stranger to Eva and me.”
“How long will she stay?”
“I don’t know, but I’ll bet she will have a come to Jesus moment soon. Dad won’t put up with her better-than-thou attitude. I’d bet the only thing George left her was the interest from one of his investment accounts. I wonder if he has children from his previous marriage.”
“If George was a shrewd investor, that could be a nice endowment.”
“I’m anxious to see how she will act at breakfast. We may have a passenger.”
“You’re kidding. From what I heard and being given the job of handling her luggage, I’m not sure I want to get to know her. Does she know we are married?”
“I don’t know if Mom or Dad said anything.”
That evening in Randy’s room, “Randy, don’t let her boss you around. Take your clues from Dad. Keep in touch and know that if you think it is too much, call us or put your mom in your car and drive up to see us. I put up with her when I lived here until she left. No one needs to do that again.”
When Randy was asleep, “Tim, what do you think she will do?”
“She will want to stay here until she has her plans all set, then she will leave, and we will probably never see her again. I know when we leave, she will want her old room back. She’ll moan and cry until Mom and Dad give in.”
“We need to keep our ears and eyes on what goes on here. If she is as bad as you say, she’ll be up to something.”
Morning came, and we didn’t need anyone to wake us. We had to leave early to get to work, knowing we would be late.
Breakfast was something else, Mom and Aunt Clara, I started to call Mrs. Olman Aunt Clara. Mom said since Randy has adopted Stephen and me as brothers and Mrs. Olman is too old to be a sister, I should refer to her as Aunt.
Randy came down dressed for the day, “Mom, that lady in Eva’s room asked that I bring her a cup of coffee.”
I watched Dad as his face turned red. “We are not her servants. If she wants breakfast, she will have to come downstairs and eat with us, or she will go without.”
I wanted to stay and see what would happen, but we needed to get to work. “Mom, Dad, we have to leave. I’ll call later this afternoon. Remember, if she becomes a nuisance, you have a home up north. Randy, if she starts ordering you around, let us know. We’ll be back next weekend with your computer set up.”
Driving to work, “I’m concerned with Ann Marie showing up. She will order Randy around like a servant, and Randy will feel obliged to do what she wants.”
“Tim, I don’t understand why she is so different from Eva and you?”
“She’s eight years older than Eva. When she was born, she was a daddy’s girl and doted on by my father. Eva came along eight years later. She became jealous of Eva, and she had to share Dad’s attention. Then I came along, and Dad had his son. A father and daughter become close, but a father and son develop deep bonds. She didn’t like that. If you noticed, she ignored me.”
“But she did finish College?”
“Yes, she went to a girls school, and during that time, I think, she became embarrassed about our family. When she graduated, she married, and we would get a Christmas card from her, but that stopped a few years ago.”
“She may have been embarrassed at that time, but you see who she turned to when she was in need.”
We arrived at work late. I told Stephen to tell Gramps why we were late. I had to get to the legal department. Today would be Andrew’s last day.
Sometimes you think out of sight, out of mind, but that wasn’t the case. Ann Marie was on my mind all day. When we got home, I called Mom. I wanted to know how the day went. Mom said it all when she said she hadn’t changed.
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