Just as I was putting the last of the dirty clothes in the hamper, I remembered that I had to call my dad. Grabbing the phone and settling down in the chair with Bubba I figured I'm ready.
"Hello?", the familiar sound of my dad's voice ran through my head.
"Hi Dad, how are you?", I asked hoping that I did not disturb him.
"Hey Muffy(that's my nickname that my dad has for me), I'm not doing anything, just sitting here with my feet up and watching golf(my father's favorite past time)."
"That's good, are you doing anything this weekend?", I said hoping that he was going to be there.
"Yep, I did have plans, but you know how my friends are. One minute they want to do something and the next they call and cancel. Why what did you have planned?"
"Nothing much, I just wanted to know if I could come home for the weekend?"
"Muff you know that you can come home whenever you want to, you don't need to call and ask. Is something wrong, does any of this have to do with Brian?", my dad asked.
"Dad, I just miss him so much. I know he's going to be home in a week, but I don't know why this time it hurts so much to not have him here?"
"Kris, you know why you feel this way.......it's because you love him so much. It's hard for you to see him go, but you know he's going to be back. He loves you too much, he's told me this."
"When did you talk with Brian? Now you've got me curious. I know he loves me. But I don't know if he knows how much he means to me.", I said to dad while sobbing.
"Brian called me a few times while he was on tour. He just wanted to make sure that you were ok and that you had someone to talk to. He cares for you so much. I know he would never do anything to hurt you.", his words trying to comfort me.
"Thank you dad."
"Anytime Muff. When are you coming home then?"
"Friday around noon I should be there."
"That's perfect. Why don't you and Naomi go out tonight and try to have fun for one night, ok?", my dad said.
"I will dad. I'll see you on Friday. Love you."
"Ok Muff, I love you too.", my dad said as he clicked the phone off.
Noticing that is was 5:15 in the afternoon, I figured Naomi should be home from work by now. Instead of calling her on the phone, I just got up and walked through the bathroom that we shared and knocked on the door to her room. Being the impatient one, I started to bang on her door until she answered it. Which didn't happen. It was no use, Naomi wasn't home yet.
Maybe Jone is home.....I thought as I dialed my friend, Jone's, number.
"Jone, it's Kristin."
"Hey what's up? Are you busy tonight?", Jone asked in that sort of you know what I'm doing tonight voice.
"I'm free tonight, Naomi must be working late cause she isn't home yet. Why what did you have planned?", I asked knowing well that it was a Wednesday night and none of us have any classes on Thursdays or Fridays.
"Well Naomi is over here already...she stopped by after work and hasn't left since. She was going to come and get you, but you may not want that. She's a little tipsy if you know what I mean."
"Oh well can someone come and get me who is sober at the moment? Otherwise I can take the bus over or something. I don't want to drive my car if I'm going to drink.", I said praying that Theresa went and is still sober.
"Um...Theresa is sober and she can come in like 10 minutes to get you. Is that ok?"
"That's fine. I'll just change quick and I'll be over. See ya in a little bit."
"Yeah otherwise we're going to come and pull your sorry ass out of bed and make you have fun. See ya later.", Jone said as she hung up the phone.
What to wear, what to wear??? I think maybe I'll just wear my overalls and a tank top, but which one?? Hmmmm.....how about the Strawberry Shortcake one that Brian got me when I told him how much I loved that doll. After a few minor adjustments with make-up and hair I was ready to party.
As I was locking the door and making my way to the front door, I almost took down the UPS man. I apologized to him and he told me it was alright. As I was walking away he asked me if I knew where Kristin Thomas lived. I looked at him and smiled and told him that's me. After signing his little clip-board he handed me this semi-huge box. Figuring that Theresa would wait for me, I ran back to my room and opened the box up.
I'm like a kid in a candy store when I get packages. I knew right away who it was from......BRIAN!! I went and grabbed a scissors and cut the tape off and basically ripped the box open. There were three different sized boxes inside, knowing that Brian did this just to confuse me and make me use my patience (what little I have). I opened what was the biggest of the three and found a large, brown bear with a heart that said "I love you". I was really cute and I knew that Brian had picked it out himself. The next box threw me off. I opened it and there was a card on top with a note attached to it. So I opened the note and it was from Brian telling me that when he was in Lexington he visited his parents and they went shopping. Everything in the box was from his mom and dad. I felt myself want to cry when I read that. His parents were so nice to me and they treated me like I was one of their own. So when I opened up the box and found a Wildcats sweatshirt and matching flannel pants, I just had to smile. I read the letter that his mom, Jackie, wrote. She said that when she saw the shirt and pants she thought of me and how much I was just like Brian. So she just had to buy them for me. I also noticed that there was another envelope under the clothes that said "pictures" across it. I opened it I never imagined that of all the things in that one box these pictures would mean the most. They were pictures of Brian's and my first date and the first time I met Jackie and Harold. I wiped the tears from my eyes and set aside the pictures.
The last box was smaller and it didn't take much to open it. As soon as I opened it up I started to cry more. Inside that box was a ring box. Opening it up there was a heart-shaped ring with my birthstone and Brian's birthstone inside of it. After composing myself enough to read the inside I started up again when I found out what the inside had inscribed into it, it read "Kristin, You are my heart, body, and soul. Love Forever, Brian." I cried for a good five minutes before realizing that Theresa was waiting for me outside. I put the ring on my finger and locked the door and ran downstairs.
