that happened to your mother,
and even though I offered my support and advice to leave that son of a bitch…she never did. I was the only person besides you she could trust.”
“Did you guys…you know…have an affair?”
“Jenesis! For God’s sake…I know you’re not asking me that question. How could you? I loved your mother but not like that!” His face was stressed, and the look of disappointment in his eyes
made me feel guilty. “Let’s go over this paperwork. I have to leave soon. Your mother had a great insurance policy. She left you $250,000 and the deed to the house.
Sit…sit.” He shook his head repeatedly and even laughed at my crazy insinuation of an affair. He opened his brief case again and took out a stack of papers. We sat and reviewed the policy, and I still sat in disbelief. This is crazy…so crazy.
“The insurance check will be made out to you. We can pick it up together at their office.” He stood up and started to pack his things.
“How long?”
“Two days, I pushed them a little. I know you don’t want to hang out in the house too long. I know I wouldn’t. What do you plan to do?”
“Put the house up for sale…pay off my student loans at Penn State…and move.”
“Move? Why? I mean, I’m sorry to see you have to leave like this.” He gave me a quizzical look.
“Thanks, but I have to move on. She would have wanted that.” I wanted to stand, but I sat patiently waiting for him to stop asking me questions.
“Just don’t quit Penn State. You only have six months left. That doesn’t make any sense. Make the best out of it. Make her proud.” He kissed my forehead and started heading for the door.
“Uncle Mike, I was thinking maybe you could help me find a place in New
York,” I said as I stood up and followed him towards the door.
“New York? Why do you want to live there?” A perplexed look shifted over his face.
“I need to start my life over; staying here will only stop me from growing,” I said trying to convince myself.
“I don’t know, Jenesis, that’s a big move, and New York has a bad rep. something bad can happen to you out there, besides no one’s there to help you. At least here you have your aunt and your
cousins,” he said as he frowned at me. His mouth tightly shut then he bit his bottom lip apprehensively.
“Isn’t Dr. Joe practicing in New York now? He’s known me since I was a baby. He always sent us a Christmas card, and he sent me a care package every year since I started at Penn State. I can get in contact with him.
Besides, what could possibly happen to me? I’m my mother’s daughter, remember?” I said proudly sitting up straight in the chair.
“This isn’t a joke. That’s exactly what I fear. If you have a heart like hers, someone’s bound to take advantage of you. You’re too…nice.” His face was dead serious, and for a moment, I was thinking that maybe he was right. This was a drastic move for me and maybe I should rethink it.
“But, I’ll ask Lindsay, remember her? She works at the pharmacy. Her daughter goes to NYU. Maybe she knows a place you can rent. Some place you can afford. And please, rent, don’t buy, you don’t know if you’re going to like it there. I’m sure you won’t. I’m telling you. It’s dangerous,
filled with weirdos and all kinds of nut jobs,” he said as he pointed his finger at me and made circles in the air next to the side of his head.
“Thanks. I’ll see you in two days.” I watched him as he shut the door behind him.
I walked into the garage when he left. I saw boxes that were labeled bedroom, bathroom, and kitchen. I peeked in the boxes and noticed they were empty. Were they moving? Or was she finally leaving him?
I walked back into the house and sat at the kitchen table thinking about my mother’s days cooking and cleaning and how tired she looked sometimes when I got home from school. She worked eight
hours a day, came home, and dealt with my father