"Oh my God Kymmi you have to stop, you are going to make me go into labour if you don't stop" Skylar grabbed her stomach and grimaced. Kim Ann had only been there about an hour and already she had managed to lift the girl's spirits. She currently had the girl's in stitches as she mimiked the guys on the interview the other day.
"This is exactly what the doctor ordered." Molly wiped the tears from her eyes and went into the kitchen to grab another pint of ice cream. Kevin had gone to pick up the groceries for the barbeque that evening, leaving the girls to chat and catch up.
"Okay, let's not forget the real reason we are all here" Skylar sat up straight on the couch and pulled her thick hair into a loose knot. She rubbed her stomach as she spoke. "Molly we have to figure out how you are going to come clean to Howie"
"I really don't know how. I mean I cannot just bring it up out of the blue. I was thinking that I would invite him out to dinner and explain things to him..does that sound good?"
"It is the mature thing to do but who says you have to be mature? I say leave your diary out and let him read it" Kim Ann suggested.
Molly smiled "Great minds think alike. I left my journal out to let AJ read . He was the first one to find out and he has been great. I just don't think that I could depend on Howie to read it, he is way too polite to snoop."
”I say the dinner thing is bound to be the best idea. Now all you have to do is figure out what to say to him"
"That is the hard part" Molly handed the carton of ice cream to Skylar and smiled.
~~**~~
"You have reached Molly Timmons, I am on vacation and will be unavailable to be reached until Monday Feb. 8. If you have immediate questions about the Boys and the upcoming American Tour then you can contact Tim Hulo at 905-235-6757. Otherwise leave me a message and I will call you back when I get into the office. Have a wonderful day."
AJ listened to the voice and his heart skipped a beat. "Oh Chipper I already miss you, where are you? Why were you so secretive? I don’t think I can manage a week without your smile." AJ hung up the phone and walked downstairs to see his mother.
"Hi beautiful" Denise popped her head out of the oven, where she was checking the roast that she was preparing for her and AJ and smiled. She wiped the juice on her apron and ran to hug her son. "Hi baby...welcome home" she hugged him tight.
"Hi ma..so what are you making?"
"Roast.....So did you have a good flight?"
AJ and his mom sat in the kitchen and caught up as their dinner cooked.
~~**~~
Howie wiped his forehead and stood up. "Shit, where are my yearbooks?" He had been in the basement searching through boxes for the past 3 hours and he had not found them. He was going up to the attic next. He had to find those yearbooks.
~~**~~
"Kevin this food is delicious, I am buying you one of those George Foreman grills and you are cooking our meals on the bus during the tour" Molly bit into the chicken skewers and praised Kevin's creation."
Kevin smiled at Molly and looked up as Skylar entered the room holding the portable phone. She covered the receiver and whispered "It's AJ, he really needs to talk to me and Kevin and after he and his mom eat he wants to come over."
Kevin looked at Molly and Kim Ann "Well we will get them settled into their rooms and then they can go out for a while. We will call them when he leaves and he will never have to know that they are here."
"Sounds good to me" Molly said.
"Hi AJ, Kev says to come over around 9. See you then" Skylar hung up the phone "AJ sounds really down, wonder what is wrong?"
"He hates not touring, he is probably bored and all his friends are
probaby
all going clubbing and Denise won't let him go. Even though he is 22 she
never lets him go clubbing the first few days he is home. She is worried
about him getting run down. He respects her tremendously and he never
fights
her on that. I wonder what he figures he is going to do over here and
what
he wants to talk about?" Kevin said as he bit into his chicken.
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