So, we're up and about now. You're softly humming a song and drumming on the counter and egg cartons.
"Don't drum on the stove, Eo," I tell you.
"That would suck," wewe laugh, enchanting my ears.
"And hurt,"
wewe agree and flip the French Toast. I ask if wewe want any help. wewe say that you've got it, and I nod and say 'kay.
You're so cute. You're glowing, like when wewe do when you're around children, animals, muziki au dancing. When you're yourself. Playing a game, just... Amazing.
I sense wewe about to turn around, so I mess with the bowl of matunda on the table. I don't want wewe to catch me staring... That'd be odd!
"Have any dreams?" wewe ask. Your voice sounds like your facing me.
I blush. I'm not gonna tell wewe about the dream. It's... Just no... "Not that I remember."
"Liar," wewe laugh. "I know you."
"What dreams did you have?" I turn the answer onto you.
"New song and dance," wewe say. "Now, your dream?" wewe have that tell... me... the... secret look and tone of voice.
"What was the song?"
"Next week!" wewe Smile. "Dream au no French toast!"
"Damn you," I stick my tongue out.
wewe ruffle my hair. I blush and fix it. "It was about the guy I like..." Truth.
"And? Who is this guy?"
"I... I can't tell ya..."
"I wanna make sure he's right for you."
"You would approve," I give wewe a thumbs up.
"How old is he?"
"You sound like my dad..."I roll my eyes. "Age is just a number, that's it. It's not important..."
"Older than 18?" wewe ask, eyebrow raised.
What of wewe put things together and find out it's you? I feel tears well up in my eyes.
"Hey," wewe say, gently lifting my chin up with your finger. Your eyes are gentle and caring... Like wewe understand. I try to look away cuz wewe can read me like a book. "Look at me, Adds..." I can't help but Cry. "Love is blind... But... Are wewe sure he's the one?"
"I-I-I..." wewe come over and hold me in your warm, caring eyes. "I upendo him so much..." I was so close to saying you.
"I don't want him to do anything innaproprate to you..."
"He wouldn't... I... I just don't know if he feels like I do..."
"Tell me about him... I'll talk to him." You'd be having a conversation with yourself.
I know you're trying to do good, but I just Cry harder. It's you. That's all I want to say. So Badly. So much. It hurts. I clutch onto wewe like you're the only thing in the world. Because to me wewe are. I want to be with wewe so much... Yo wipe my eyes and gently rock me, whispering all the right things. Then wewe kiss my tear-stained cheek. "Whatever Happens, Addiline, I'll always upendo you... zaidi than the sun and the stars. zaidi than anyone. Even zaidi than Diana! But don't tell her I alisema that."
I chuckle. But my moyo is pounding, fluttering. Butterflies are invading my stomach.
Your upendo for Diana is stong, but wewe alisema wewe upendo me more. wewe hold me close. wewe gently say me me how I feel towards you. How you're Happier when I'm around and sadder when I'm not. "And I want wewe to know, if anyone hurts wewe , it'll be their ass."
"Michael..." I manage. "You know all those things wewe said?"
"Those things that I meant every word about?" wewe ask, moving my hair from my face.
I nod, sniffing. "I... I feel the same way..."
15 and 28... That maybe 13 years, but who cares?
wewe hold me close. I hug wewe tight. A giant weight has been lifted... "I upendo wewe so much..." I murmur. "I just... wish we were closer in age, so it wouldn't be weird for the family..."
"I know..." Your voice is shakey with emotion. wewe tremble. I don't want wewe to tremble, so I hold wewe even tighter. "Three years..." wewe but your lips to my cheek. Shivers. "But, I'm so Happy wewe upendo me the way I upendo you. I could care less about what anybody else thinks.

So, now we're watching TV. I'm cuddled in your arms. Safe, warm, loved. I kiss your hand and wewe Smile. I tell wewe how beautiful your Smiles are. wewe blush, thank me, and then compliment mine.
The phone rings, and wewe reluctantly go pick it up.
"Hello?" wewe say. ... Then wewe get this saddened look on your face. "I'm so sorry... Do wewe wanna talk to A-"
I get up, worried. What happened? I mouth, moyo getting that holy-sh!t-what-happened?! panicky feeling. wewe point to the phone. i nod.
"... Yes ma'am, I will." You're so polite! "Wait- No, no ma'am!" wewe even sound polite in your WTFNO! voice. "I mean... No, it's not that, it's just..." This sounds awkward. What is she saying?! "I never alisema that..."
I take the phone away. "Mom! What the stuff?!"
She majibu in an odd tone, that sounds really familiar. "Honey, give the phone back to Michael..."
"Methinks you're makin him feel weird. What happened?" wewe wrap, upangaji pamoja your arms around me, gently stroking my hair and giving me Butterflies.
Mom's silent for a moment. "I'll tell wewe when I come to pick wewe up."
"Mom, please?" I ask.
"No." She says firmly. "Give the phone back to Michael.
"Don't make him feel awkward," I tell her.
"Kay,"
I hand wewe the phone and wewe say Hello. I can't hear Mom talking but, judging from your moyo rate, she's got somethin' up. "Linda, I don't think-" I feel wewe tense. I Hold your free Hand, and wewe relax a little. "Linda, let it wait a little while... No... She's right here." wewe squeeze my hand. "Okay... Your mother wants wewe to go upstairs and make sure wewe have everything.
"Tell her I do," I kiss your hand.
wewe put the phone to my ear. "I just don't want her eavesdropping..." I roll my eyes. "Let me tell 'er..." wewe put your hand over the reciever and kiss my forehead. I kiss your cheek and reluctantly go upstairs.