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ChristopherAs I pulled off the road onto my long driveway, I saw an unfamiliar car. At first, cold, icy fear rested in my gut. A strange car was never a good thing. When I saw Olin get out of the car and wave, I was immediately flooded with relief. Olin was home. He was in one piece. I hadn’t realized just how nervous I had been until I saw him walking into the house.I parked inside the garage and caught a glimpse of Olin’s ride driving away. I watched through the small windows in the garage door, appreciating that the driver was traveling slowly. That made me feel better about Olin riding with the kid. I went inside, anxious to see how his night had gone and to make sure he was in good health. I was trying to be the cool dad, but I had been worried about him. If he was hungover, I was going to be pissed. I’d try to keep it cool, but I didn’t need the kid partying like he was a frat boy.“Olin!” I called out as I walked in from the garage.“In here,” he answered.I headed for the ki
Teach Me New Tricks What Really Matters
Christopher“I know you. I know you’re trying to figure out what comes next. I told you before, it’s time to move on.”“And you’re sure you’re okay with that?”He shrugged. “I am. I don’t want to know details and I’m not going to call anyone Mom and I don’t want some chic coming in here thinking she’s going to be bossing me around, but I’m cool if you spend time with a lady.”I chuckled. “God forbid anyone tries to boss you around.”“You know what I mean.”I nodded with understanding. “I do. I’ll make sure any woman that comes home with me knows she is not to boss you around—within reason.”He made a growling sound. “Dad—”“I get it, I do, but as long as you are respectful of anyone that comes through that door, I will be okay with it.”“Fine,” he answered.I handed him the buttered waffles and the container of syrup. “Anything else you want to talk about?”He smirked. “Yes, how about that car?”“I’m still thinking about it, but know this, I won’t be buying you a fifty-thousand-dollar
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LeilaI put on my painting clothes and gathered my supplies. My hair was pulled up in a wild ponytail that kept it off my neck. I had dunked the tips of my hair in paint too many times. I didn’t want to be trying to pick it out again.Today was the day. I was going to tackle the door once and for all. I hoped the paint was still good. It had been sitting in my shed for a year. I hated that I was such a procrastinator. I told myself it was because I was too busy. I was, but not that busy. I was going to kind of miss having the damn thing hanging over my head all the time.No, I wasn’t.I wanted it done so I could put the next task in that top spot of the task I procrastinated against. I wanted a new tile backsplash in my kitchen. That was going to be something that sat in that top spot for a good long while, I predicted.For now, it was the door. One mountain at a time. I carefully poured paint into the pan and dipped my roller in it. I had spent at least an hour taping around the door
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Teach Me New Tricks Favoritism
ChristopherWe made our way around the center and the many interactive exhibits. I was impressed. It was well worth a visit, even if I didn’t believe half the stuff they boasted about the moon landing. It was interesting, and my lovely tour guide seemed to know a lot about all of it. It was our first real outing together.I occasionally took her hand in mine or placed my hand on the small of her back as we squeezed in front of an exhibit. It was very casual and easy, and very relaxing. It was better than any romantic dinner. I liked spending time with her and picking her brain. She was very smart. She could talk about almost anything and have value to add to the conversation.She made her way towards an area that seemed to be off the main route. There were only a handful of people standing together. It was essentially the timeout area for the tired adults who needed a minute to think without being buzzed by an excited kid.“Do you notice anything about this place?” she asked in a whis
Teach Me New Tricks Hot And Cold
ChristopherI chuckled. “It isn’t so bad. I signed up for a couple of more classes. I am officially a student again.”She bit her bottom lip. “Oh. Wow. Well, I guess I expected that.”“Would you prefer I hadn’t?” I questioned.“No! I don’t want you to not do what you want because of me.”“Look, I like you and I want to see you again, but if it makes you too uncomfortable, then I will back off. You’re sending a lot of mixed signals and to be perfectly honest, I’m old and out of practice. Maybe this is how the whole dating thing is done. I don’t know. I’m more of a guy that prefers a little more cut and dry.”“And you should,” she said, turning on the bench to look directly at me. “You should be able to expect openness and directness. I’m usually a lot more direct, but dammit, Christopher. You are really throwing a wrench in things.”I scowled. “You say that like it’s a good thing but the words, the words are not good.”She sighed, her head hanging down for a brief second before she loo
Teach Me New Tricks There For Him
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Teach Me New Tricks Hiding From the Dean
LeilaI slowly nodded. “Because of things that have recently happened?” I asked softly.His soft, yet sad smile made me want to hug him. “Yes.”“I think that’s smart,” I told him honestly. “I think knowledge is truly power. I love to read and read and read. I’m not all about Greek mythology. I love just about anything. I just love to fill my head with knowledge.”“If more people read instead of playing video games, I would feel much more confident about the future of our species,” he quipped.I giggled almost choking on the bite of the sandwich. “We sound like snobs.”He was unapologetic. “I don’t think it’s snobbish to want more for our future generations. I remember when Olin was maybe ten. He wanted an iPad and a new Xbox and new headphones. I was making good money and I found myself in line at Target with everything he asked for. I looked over at the next line and saw a little kid in a cart, headphones on and playing on a tablet. His mom had a Bluetooth piece in her ear and her ph
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