Chapter
6:“Goon from Neptune”
“Thank God he
left, I tell you, the guy was an alien somewhere from the Fourth Rock from the
sun” I told Edna Mae, at school during recess. “Happens, just shrug it
off!” she replied, her mouth full of the meatloaf she had brought for lunch.
“What, you’re telling me to just forget, and that’s it, fenito?” I
asked, not ready to accept anything. “Look, he’s just met you yesterday and
that also only for.....”Waiting for me to complete the fact. “...like for 13
hours.” “Listen, It’s not just you whose family contains eccentrics or
knuckleheads, whatsoever.” “
Are you taking his side or mine, where are you?” I asked defensively. “This
is not about taking sides, it’s a bout forgive and forgetting, by the way,
what’s the use taking, the guy’s just a weirdo and he’s gone, so, just
forget it.” Okay so things could turn better, when Edna Mae says. (As you
must’ve guessed Edna Mae was my high school friend and was good at solving
problems, mine was genuine!) Okay, so I tried to forget the episode but his
weird picture disgusted me, by and by.
One Saturday, (so
yesterday) Dad eyed me cautiously and frowned, someone could guess that was too
tough, dad cracked his knuckles, wrinkles appeared on his forehead and after
looking at me, mum and Kelvin (bro) picked his bishop up and after moving a
square, he outsmarted my king, and I lost. “Whoa, tough game, chess, isn’t
it?” he said smiling at his championship. “Right on” I said, feeling angry
for losing six in a row, when suddenly the doorbell rang. “I’ll get it”
said Kelvin, getting up from his place for the fifth time, poor chap, had to
miss almost the game, but this time, something was going to happen, weird, as I
forecasted.
“Joshua,” a
man screamed as he barged into the
house and squeezed him in the most vacillating way. “Joy...” dad muttered
under his breath giving the man those happy-unhappy looks he gave to a person
who addressed him as Joshua, he felt Joe was perfectly fine. “Alveyero, buddy,
how are you pal.” and at the same time shaking his hands for the unexpected
pressure had squeezed it. “LaLaine, we have a visitor.”
Mom stepped out of the kitchen and twisting her mouth, viewed
Alveyero Geinz from head to toe, or
vice versa, to see a hefty man of about 50s, with a comparatively huge figure
wearing a kilt and poncho(an unusual match for a normal
adapted-to-the-new-millennium-changes sort of person) Kelvin and I exchanged
those who-is-this-guy-and-what-is-he-doing-here looks which caught Alevy’s
attention “Kelvin and Serena I suppose, eh, last time when I saw you guyz, you
were eeeehhhhh...” thinking still “when we were babies, right?” completed
Kelvin knowing what Alevy was going to say. “Correct,
but you’ve still not known who I am” he said, hoping we would be eager to
know. Frankly speaking, I just wanted to go to my room and talk to Edna Mae
about it right now, but Mom stopped me in my steps.
“Serena, could
you please give a hand in the kitchen” mom said and unfortunately asked Alevy
for dinner, cutting short his speech of introduction, through which he bored
Kelvin, and grabbing hold of the situation while Alevy was distracted, Kelvin
ran to his room. “.....so there I am your Dad’s college German
colleague..... yes, Lalaine, I’ll be very glad to have dinner, I’m
starving” and just as he finished, he looked up to see Kelvin still listening,
but saw that Kelvin had gone. “Shy boy, he is, Joshua, eh, ha ha ha” and
took dad as his next boring-talk target. Dad made that look again as Alevy had
called him Joshua again. Mom regretfully muttered undertone, I could hear “why
did I ask? why did I ask?”
Mom hoped her
five-course-high nutritional value-food worked for Alevy, or else, we’d go
food-rupt. “Alevy, where do you live now? Long time, no see?” dad asked,
regretfully. “Dad, how could you say that? It’s so obvious, he lives in
Neptune, and it’s a faraway place isn’t it? How could he visit you, often?
It’s like a bazillion star lights away....” I muttered a pun, mom guessed
and at the same time, wished it could be true so that Alevy couldn’t visit our
house often.
Dinner, was an
awful phase of the meeting, Alevy talked about Lizard and Anchovy Pizzas he’d
had in Germany, the cockroach stew and caterpillar salad which disgusted our
family to the brim. Mom gave that look, what-is-the-guy-inhumane? Dad told of a
comic face, if-I-get-my-hands-on-you-I-would...... and I , geek alert! geek
alert! Alevy excavated his nose, made bubbles from his nose and as much as I
could bear, I headed for my room and ultimately was going to sleep when Dad
stopped me giving that pleading look of
please-don’t-leave-this-awful-being-for-us-to-bear-while-you-rest.
Bearing Alevy’s
disgusts and brainless jokes, the guy started to depart and we puffed
“FINALLY!” out. We gave the don’t-ever-come-here-back look behind
Alevy’s back as he strode out of the driveway and we slammed the door.
As I saw the
grandpa clock, it was “3:30 am IN THE MORNING!”
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