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Stories posted in this category are works of fiction. Names, places, characters, events, and incidents are created by the authors' imaginations or are used fictitiously. Any resemblances to actual persons (living or dead), organizations, companies, events, or locales are entirely coincidental.
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Jimmy & Richie - 3. Chapter 3

Thursday before Good Friday was half-day at school. When I got home, Mom had packed our suitcases, and Dad was loading the car.

"I packed your suitcase, Jimmy, but check your room. If there is anything you want to take with you, get it now. We'll be leaving in thirty minutes."

I quickly ran to my room, changed my clothes, picked up Brand's letter, and ran to the car. Mom was in the back seat, as soon as I closed the door to the house, Dad started the car. The drive to Grams was about four hours, thanks to the interstate. I remember as a kid, it would take us seven to eight hours before the interstate road system was operational.

It was early evening when we pulled into Gram and Gramps. Gramps owned a company that was involved with the Defense Department. An eight-foot fence surrounded his home, the gate was automatic, dad had a clicker that opened and closed the gate. As soon as we where inside the gate, Gram was on the porch waiting for us. As the gate closed, two large dogs came running up to the car. I no sooner open the door when they were jumping all over me. Small dogs jumping on you is one thing, but these were Great Danes, and them jumping on you was something else. By the time I got them to settle down, my face was wet with their saliva. I hugged each dog as Gramps came out of the house and called the dogs. I laughed every time I heard him call them. Their names were Frick and Frack, Gramps likes to read comics, I guess that’s what led to the name for the dogs.

After we all got settled, Gramps and I talked about college. He knew I was going to attend Ohio State and wanted to know the details of the scholarship. Over dinner, I told them what the scholarship entailed, tuition and books were covered but not dorm fees or meals. Those I’d need to pay for myself. I saved up some money but it wouldn't last five years.

The next morning after breakfast, Gramps asked me to take a walk with him.

"You know before I got that government contract, I had a chauffeur and he lived in the apartment above the garage. If you wanted, you could live there when you go to school. It would be about a fifteen to twenty minute drive from here. Come with me, I'll show you the apartment."

I knew there was an apartment above the garage but I was never in it. The staircase to the apartment was at the side of the garage away from the house. Unless you were outside, you would never see who came and went by that staircase.

The apartment had three rooms, a kitchen, a living room and a bedroom. The kitchen was equipped, including a table and chairs. The living room had a sofa, two chairs, coffee table, and a small TV. The bedroom had a queen size bed, a large dresser and a closet. The bathroom was next to the closet. For me it would be perfect, a great place to study, and being close to my grandparents meant I’d have plenty of free meals.

"Gramps, this would be perfect for me. With the money I save by not having a dorm, I could furnish this place easily."

Leaving the apartment, Gramps stopped in front of the garage.

“Jimmy, I want to show you something, you can't tell your mom and dad, ok?"

There was a lot I wasn't telling my mom and dad now, so what would one more thing be.

"Ok Gramps, this'll be just between you and me."

Saying that Gramps open the overhang doors of the garage. There were three cars in the garage, I recognized two of them but the third was a new BMW.

“When Brandon graduated from high school, I gave him a new car. Your dad was upset about it, so I don't want him to know about this car. It's your graduation gift.”

I looked at Gramps. I couldn't believe what I heard.

“Gramps, dad will never hear about this. I don't know how I'll ever thank you and Gram.”

“You can thanks us by doing well in school. I have one more surprise for you. Since you'll be going to school here, why don't you plan on moving here right after you graduate. You can work for me at the plant, get an idea what type of engineering we do.”

“Gramps, I'd love doing that. I'm not sure how mom and dad would react.”

“Don't worry about them. I'll handle that. I need you to sign some papers to get you registered so you can work at the plant. After lunch, come to my office, I'll have all of the papers ready for you."

This was the best news I have ever heard. I wasn't going to worry about mom and dad. I'll let Gramps handle that. Lunch was great, Gram and Miss Marie prepared a gourmet lunch. Miss Marie was the cook and bottle washer. Gram always called Miss Marie, her companion. Miss Marie worked for Gram ever since I could remember. When I was little, she always had some treat for me when I visited.

Gramps did talked to mom and dad about the summer and surprising they both agreed it would be a good idea. Gramps called me into his study, I started to fill out papers. Signing my name, he took a swath of the inside my jaw for a DNA test. With all of the paper work done, Gramps made a phone call, about an hour later, two men approached the house. Gramps gave them the envelope with all of the papers I signed and they left.

“James, what happened with Brandon.”

I told him about Brandon showing up Christmas Eve with his partner. Dad throwing them out and calling Brandon names. While I was telling Gramps this, I noticed tears in his eyes. Gramps liked Brandon, as we all did. Hearing how he was treated, Gramps felt his hurt.

“Gramps, I have Brand's address. I have been sending him letters. His partner is a lawyer and looked like a nice guy.”

Brand wouldn't have anyone for a partner, so I figure Charles must have been one in a million as far as Brand was concerned. I still haven't forgiven dad. His action hurt mom.

“I can't agree with your dad's behavior, but he’s Spanish. He feels that to be less than macho is a weakness. I'm sure he takes this as a reflection on his masculinity. That doesn't excuse what he did but it gives you an insight to the type of man he is.”

I thought what would he say if I fell in love with a man. I never dated much in high school. My grades were all important. The only activity I participated in that wasn't associated with studying was football. Brand turned me on to that.

Copyright © 2020 CLJobe; All Rights Reserved.
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NimirRaj

Considering he mentions a government contract we know it's government connected yet Gramps seems to work for an interesting "plant". I mean instead of at the office or a medical setting Gramps takes a DNA sample at home which in and of itself a DNA sample isn't standard procedure for your average plant, he has Jimmy sign the documents at his home rather than the office which despite it being his grandfather still feels a little irregular as the professional thing would be to take him to the office, and then after a simple phone call two men suddenly show up to collect both... What is this place, a cover for the CIA? :lol:

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CLJobe
1 hour ago, NimirRaj said:

Considering he mentions a government contract we know it's government connected yet Gramps seems to work for an interesting "plant". I mean instead of at the office or a medical setting Gramps takes a DNA sample at home which in and of itself a DNA sample instead standard procedure for your average plant, he has Jimmy sign the documents at his home rather than the office which despite it being his grandfather still feels a little irregular as the professional thing would be to take him to the office, and then after a simple phone call two men suddenly show up to collect both... What is this place, a cover for the CIA? :lol:

Hmm Maybe you have something.

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CLJobe
1 hour ago, NimirRaj said:

Considering he mentions a government contract we know it's government connected yet Gramps seems to work for an interesting "plant". I mean instead of at the office or a medical setting Gramps takes a DNA sample at home which in and of itself a DNA sample instead standard procedure for your average plant, he has Jimmy sign the documents at his home rather than the office which despite it being his grandfather still feels a little irregular as the professional thing would be to take him to the office, and then after a simple phone call two men suddenly show up to collect both... What is this place, a cover for the CIA? :lol:

Well, I could answer your questions but then I'd spoil it for everyone. But you are on the right track. 

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CLJobe
15 minutes ago, GanymedeRex said:

This is on the right track in a couple places.  I liked the discussion with the grandfather and the apartment.  The part of the car seemed a little too good to be true, kind of like getting a bunch of Christmas presents.   I did enjoy reading more, especially with a bit more detail.

Thanks. It isn't unusual for a special grandfather to make up for an in-laws non-sensitivity. Gramps could afford it.

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Will Hawkins

Swath is the track left by a mower – maybe to use swab would be better. It means to stick a cotton tipped stick into the mouth and collect a sample. A swab can be used to confirm parentage, but most often to determine a history of drug usage, or, in the case of a pre-employment swab, the absence of drug usage. It would prove a prospective employee is 'clean' (not a drug user) and may be used prior to employment in a sensitive or secret environment.

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On 6/9/2020 at 12:56 PM, Will Hawkins said:

Swath is the track left by a mower – maybe to use swab would be better. It means to stick a cotton tipped stick into the mouth and collect a sample. A swab can be used to confirm parentage, but most often to determine a history of drug usage, or, in the case of a pre-employment swab, the absence of drug usage. It would prove a prospective employee is 'clean' (not a drug user) and may be used prior to employment in a sensitive or secret environment.

yes you are correct,  still don't want to edit?

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Will Hawkins

I have no objection to rditing, but I just don't lnow how to do it. Time is not too much of a problem as I spend/waste a lot of time reading and just staring off into space, but I am an absolute klutz as far as doing anything out of the ordinary on my laptop. And sending me a series of instructions is like fahrting upwind, Yes, I know a great  deal about the ins and outs  of the English language, after all I have had lots of practice with ESL students, but telling an author 'you can't do it that way' is just a liittle beyond me. Thanks for the invitation however.

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