Chapter 19

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Chapter 19

 

“What’s wrong with eating pancakes with ice cream?”

“There’s nothing wrong with it. Except of course, that you already ate two cups of ice cream while you waited for the pancakes to arrive,” I replied to Aaron.

“So the problem is….”

“That you’re going to get a sugar rush,” I flatly stated.

It was strange, we both thought so, but ever since the accident, Aaron’s sleeping habits had gotten a lot better.

He claimed something in his head must’ve shaken him up, and imaginarily fixed his insomnia. I knew the real reason though. Ever since the accident, where people had died or been severely injured, his family wasn’t as dysfunctional anymore.

We only had finals left before the semester was over. In the past two months, we had been over to his house about five or six times. His parents didn’t suddenly turn into the perfect family, but it was obvious they were trying hard to be better.

His mom would criticize Jordan less. That was something Jordan enjoyed more than he should. It wasn’t because he cared, at least he pretended like he didn’t, but he made fun of Aaron saying that their mom now liked him best.

Aaron’s dad was less harsh with him as well. He still had his doubts on Aaron’s career choice. About two weeks after the accident, Aaron told me his father wanted him to go into Business instead of Computer Science.

Their company, which was doing really great, needed a CEO after Aaron’s father retired. There was still time before that happened, but his father wanted some assurance that one of his sons would take over for him.

Aaron promised his father he’d try harder, or at least be more involved with the company. So far though, he seemed just fine with letting Jordan run things.

The problem with that though was that Jordan wasn’t interested in the ‘big family company thingy’, as he so often called it.  Jordan was interested in his band and in anything that dealt with music.

It was still a long road for them, but I was sure sooner or later they would have to sit and talk, and really clear things up.

“Annabel,” Aaron said, snapping his fingers in front of my face.

I grinned at him when I saw him roll his eyes at me.

“Were you by any chance thinking about my proposition?” Aaron asked me, completely changing the subject from the sugar rush I’d have to put up with as soon as we left the diner.

“I’m not sure I can do it,” I replied.

“Oh come on, it’s just a summer. I’m sure your parents won’t mind,” he said, but I knew they would.

Aaron wanted for me to stay behind in the summer. He planned for us to spend half of the summer with his family, which just meant we were staying in his apartment, and the second half would be spent with my family.

Aaron told me that last year, before we met, he stayed as busy as he could and as far away from his family as possible. He took summer classes, which he didn’t want to do this year, now that we were together.

My parents would go for the idea if I’d been taking summer classes, but I wasn’t. All Aaron wanted to do was take a break, which was fine, if only my parents bought that.

“They’ll mind. My parents are really over protective. You saw how they got after this accident. Heck, my mom wants me to call her whenever I get into a car,” I said.

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