Chapter Six Hundred and Seventy-three - And really, when have you ever done anything on your own? (part five)
CHAPTER SIX HUNDRED and SEVENTY-THREE
Wednesday morning —11:12 a.m.
“I love this house,” Dionne Wilson, Jeraine’s mother, said as she came down the stairs. “How long have you been here?”
“Not long,” Tanesha said. “Would you like to see the adult bedrooms?”
“We want to see everything,” Yvonne Smith, Tanesha’s mother, said. “Why haven’t we done this before?”
“Covid,” Tanesha said. “You old folks are at risk.”
“Who are you calling old?” Dr. Bumpy Wilson, Jeraine’s father, asked.
“Jacob came over to help us get the air flow right,” Tanesha said.
“He’s the one who set it up for the school?” Yvonne asked.
“She’s talking about Marlowe,” Rodney Smith, Tanesha’s father, said.
“Oh, right,” Yvonne said. “I forget that his name isn’t Jakey.”
The older folks laughed. Shaking her head, Tanesha led them down the hallway.
“Every adult has his or her own room on this level,” Tanesha said. “Each room has a bathroom and outdoor space.”
“So nice,” Yvonne said.
“Like a fancy hotel,” Dionne said. “I like it. Jakey came up with this?”
“Jacob and Jill did,” Tanesha said with a nod. “Heather has the large bathroom because she does the most childcare. The kids rooms are at the end of the hallway.”
Tanesha opened a door to the room that Jacob had built out of thin air.
“Gorgeous playroom,” Dionne said.
“Why so many bedrooms?” Yvonne gestures to the four bedrooms along the back.
“We weren’t sure if Jabari would want to sleep up here,” Tanesha said. “We don’t know if Heather will have more children.”
“Is she planning on having more?” Dr. Bumpy asked with a scowl.
“Not that I know of,” Tanesha said.
They backed their way out of the room. Tanesha opened Nelson’s room.
“This room has a private stairwell to the rooftop,” Tanesha said. “Nelson is a big star watcher so Jacob made a patio out of some of the attic. Nelson has his own stairwell so that he can do star stuff when it’s happening.”
“Do you have access to this patio?” Rodney asked. “Didn’t you send me a photo from here?”
“It’s shared space,” Tanesha said with a nod.
They walked back down the hallway and went further into the house. Tanesha took them to her and Jeraine’s private area, Jabari’s bedroom, her study, and their little kitchen. Her parents lingered at the window that could be seen out of but not inside.
“Why are those photographers so amped up today?” Yvonne asked.
“We’ll get to that,” Tanesha said.
She led them out to the main kitchen area. They went through to the sitting area near the sliding door. Tanesha opened it a crack to get the air moving.
“Let me know if you get cold,” Tanesha said. “This is the best way we know of to stay safe. We put blankets around so feel free to grab one.”
Denver Cereal continues tomorrow...
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