Chapter 1.30

We soon learned Mollie was a witch.  I should have known as much since she didn’t sprout wings as a toddler.  Ah well, such is life.

Mollie is so good with her little brother.  Just like she’s always been.  She’s taken to tutoring him.  He loves it but you know how little brothers can be.

“Good job, Ollie!  I knew you’d catch on!”

“Well, DUH!  I would have gotten it eventually, Mollie.  In fact, all your blabblering slowed me down a lot.”

“Oh, I see.  Yeah, you totally would have figured out that Canada is NOT in Europe all on your own…when you FAILED YOUR TEST!  Oh, by the way, Mexico is not an island…you should fix that.”

“MOOOOOOOOOM!  Mollie’s being mean!  She’s saying I’m dumb!”

“I DID NOT!  MOOOOOOOOM HE’S LYING!”

Almost as soon as she could, Mollie took her college placement tests.  She scored high but not as high as we had thought she would.  She was also becoming more quiet and withdrawn.

I could tell something was bothering Mollie but I couldn’t quite put my finger on it.  I decided her moping had to stop and I called her into the family room to chat.

“Honey, what’s wrong?”

She looked like she was going to burst into tears but she finally told me.

“Momma, I don’t want you to think badly of me…but I HATE being a ghost.  I love you and Dad and I know that you meant no harm in having me but the kids are cruel.  I just didn’t want to say anything because I knew Dad would feel guilty since he’s the reason I am a ghost.”

I really didn’t know what to say to that.  It was heart-wrenching to hear that my baby was so upset but was trying to protect our feelings by not telling us.  I decided then and there to find a way to fix this for her.

I spoke with Victor about the situation that night.

“I just don’t know what to do, Vic.  She’s hurting.  I read in a book about genies that might be able to turn her human but I don’t know how I feel about it.”

“Do it.  Find a lamp.  If we can make this right we have to try.  We owe it to her.  I owe it to her.  We will find a way.”

And that’s exactly what we did.  I am proud to say I did whatever I could for Mollie.  I even…dumpster dove.  I know.  Gross.  I need to shower just from thinking about it.

It paid off though.  I found that stupid lamp!

“I wish that Mollie Lox was alive!”

“IT SHALL BE DONE!”

“HOLY HALIBUT!  MOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOM SOMETHING HAPPENED!”

“Mommy…?”

“Honey!  You’re beautiful!”

Having only know my daughter as a yellow ectoplasm I was astonished at how beautiful she was.  I mean, she was beautiful as a yellow spirit but she was stunning as a human.

I left Mollie to admire her new self.  I found Victor and told him we needed a vacation.  Or at least I did.  He was welcome to join me if he wanted.  We went on an all expenses paid trip to Monte Vista.  We left Mollie in charge because we knew she was responsible.  After all, she is going to be a doctor one day.

“Don’t break my heart, Garrett.”

We won’t make that mistake twice.

Update!

Hello loyal followers!  I hope your weekend is treating you well!

I have good news and bad news.

The good news: Chapter 30 will go live TODAY and the story will be completely up-to-date!  I know, I can’t believe it either.

The bad news: Since it will be completely updated, posts will now be fewer and farther between.  I know, it makes me sad, too.

Also, I realized when I went to write more of the story of Mollie and Oliver’s teen years I had no photos.  And they were aged up already.  My bad again.

So, when I return with Chapter 31 we are just gonna start with Mollie as a YA at University and Oliver as a teen.  Cuz I effed up.  Sorry about that.  Still Gen 1 with Lydia and Victor and all that jazz.  I’m just got gonna mess with backups and replays and what not.  Fresh start.

Things got a little crazy in March.  I’ll try to stay on top of my schtuff now.  We’re cool.  It’s all good.

So here is the new game plan.  I only have time to play on weekends because those silly things called RENT and HUNGER oh and COLLEGE get in the way.  I’m not happy about it any more than you guys are but it’s true.  I am thinking that I will do posts on Saturday and Sundays for sure with more during the week if it is a particularly hardcore gaming weekend.

I also know right now that this will also change.  On Monday I am starting a new job that will take up almost my entire weekend.  I’m moving up to head technician at a much larger animal hospital.  I am very excited about this as it means more client interaction but also more control over the care of animals at the clinic.  It also means that I will spend my entire weekend working 9am-9pm both Saturday and Sunday as well as some hours during the week.  I know.  It’s awesomely terrible.  I am super excited though.

That’s where things are now.  So look for Chapter 30 at noon and then there will be several more posts today.  Let’s all get excited…

Sorry…that was the wrong kind of excited.

However, that reminds me.  The Suttons are returning!  They are totally going to become an important part of Eternally Yours!  So get excited about that, too.

That’s more appropriate excitement.

Well, folks.  I’m out.  I will see you all again on Wednesday for the giveaway!

Chapter 1.29

Before we knew it, Mollie and Oliver were aging up again.  We did a more low-key party.  Everyone still got gifts.  But it was a quiet celebration with only our closest friends and family.

Mollie went first.  I had to admit I wasn’t ready for a teen.

But with some magic and some twirling…

It was time for me to be ready!

We all ate cake after everyone left.  My family was getting all grown up.  Mollie was thinking about COLLEGE!

“MOLLIE!  Come in the spare room!”

“Oh, wow, Mom!  This is amazing!”

We had made a teen sanctuary for her.  Mostly it was so we didn’t have to redo her entire room.  Also, we are gonna use it too!

“Mom!  Wouldn’t it be silly if I…learned to drive?!”

Yes…that would be very silly.  And sad for mom.

Well…my kid drives now.

All those ponies and kittens are now replaced with boy bands, idols, and shoes.  Her school books litter the floor.  What am I going to do with her?

As I stood in my son’s “practical and modern” room…his words not mine…I thought to myself:  Where has the time gone and when did my children grow up without my permission?