Sweet on Wilde by Francisco Fabiola

Author:Francisco, Fabiola [Francisco, Fabiola]
Language: eng
Format: mobi, epub
Published: 2015-06-06T16:00:00+00:00

“So tell me Parker, what else do you like to do besides baseball?”

“I love being outdoors. Hiking is something I really enjoy and lately I’ve grown a greater appreciation for it.” Parker looks at me and smiles.

We’ve been at my grandmother’s house for a little over an hour now and the interrogation is still going on. She started with the basics–his favorite color, his birthday, what he wanted to do before he decided he wanted to play baseball. All very valid questions since I didn’t know the answers to some of them and it helped me get more information about him.

His birthday is May 15th, just a couple months before mine. Literally, two months before mine. So weird, our birthdays are the same day, different month and year. Parker is three years older than me.

I think he was joking, but he said he wanted to be a garbage man when he was younger so he could ride on the back of the trucks, but after he discovered baseball at the age of 10 he realized he had found his passion. After that, he did everything possible to make baseball his profession.

I look over at my grandma and she’s eating up every word, smiling and teasing him. Parker doesn’t back down and I’m impressed he’s put up with Caroline’s interrogation.

“You know, Savannah’s daddy loved baseball, too. I’m sure if he were here, he’d have a ball talking to you about the sport.” I look at my grandma and smile, breathing deeply to prevent my emotions from showing. I may have been young when I lost my parents and I don’t really remember them, but that doesn’t mean I don’t miss them. I miss having the chance to get to know them and for them to see me growing up.

“I would have loved that.” Parker looks at me and holds my hand.

“Anyway, are you going to keep interrogating him or can we relax?” It is my lame attempt at changing the subject.

Parker leans back in his chair, confident, and says, “I’m not bothered by the questions. Bring it on, grandma.”

“Oh no, you didn’t! Just when I was starting to like you, too.” They both tease each other and I laugh at their friendly banter. I enjoy the pecan pie my grandmother made while these two continue to tease each other, and I smile inwardly at how normal this seems. I love having Parker here with me and I wonder if that’s what he is feeling about me going to Athens with him for Thanksgiving.

I help my grandmother clear the table and put the dishes away after I wash them. She insists on leaving them put and she’ll deal with them tomorrow, but I refuse to leave until everything is put away. I kiss my grandmother goodbye and Parker hugs her. I think these two have become best friends already and I’m kind of scared of what trouble they could get into if you let them. Then again, I’m not one to shy away from trouble, so it would be fun to join them.

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