Jon was thinking, Thanksgiving will be the first real holiday, since Dorothea’s death. Taking the kids to the Hamptons house, just might be what they needed. His mom might kill him, but it just might be worth it.
“I think the kids and I might like that for a change. I’ll ask them in the next few days and let you know.” Jon smiled to himself, he would make sure, and the family would start a new tradition.
“Good,” Colleen got up from her desk and went into the bedroom.
“I was wondering,” Jon shifted on the bed, here he was feeling like a horny teenager again. “What’s on your schedule for homecoming? I got a letter about chaperoning the dance, and I was checking to see if you would be my date?” See, that wasn’t so hard.
“I’m the one who made sure you got the letter.” Colleen laughed. “I would be happy to be your date.”
Jon laughed, he forgot, she had said she was on the homecoming committee. He never went to his prom or high school dances, he was working playing in bars, with anyone who would let him sit in. This was going to be his first time attending a school dance. Do they still get corsages, damn I’ll have to ask Jake.
“Then it’s a date.” He reached over and grabbed his laptop and brought up his calendar and added the homecoming dance to his already over jammed calendar.
They talked a little longer, and made plans to go to dinner. Hanging up Jon went in search of Jake.
The Homecoming game for Poly Prep was becoming a family affair. Jesse and Stephanie were coming in to help out Colleen on Saturday, for the game. Jon spent the time between the night they made plans for the dance, taking to Stephanie and Jesse. He made arrangements with Stephanie, just in case things went the way he hoped it would go. Jon had arranged for a car to pick Colleen up, from home, and take her to the school. She had to be there early, to help set up, and Jon had told her that he would make sure she got home.
Jon walked into the auditorium that had been transformed into a Walk in Paris. The art students had turned the room into an outdoor Paris café, with a silhouette of the Eiffel Tower, set up for photos. The music, was anything but Parisian.
“Not like the Paris you’ve been to?” Colleen asked as she found Jon walking around. She had worried over what to wear, most of the teachers went all out, dressed in their Sunday best. Sunday best to her, was well worn pajama bottoms, topped by a faded college tee shirt she had found in a Goodwill bin. That was where she found the fifties style dress, she had cleaned and wore tonight.
Jon turned, she was beautiful. It was the first time, he had seen her all dressed up. Most of the time, she was dressed more casual.
“No, it’s a little flatter.” Jon laughed. “Smells better, that’s for sure.”
Colleen joined in his laughter.
Soon the dance started. Jon and some of the other fathers, did a sweep of the parking lot, then walked the halls. He and Colleen actually danced during the chaperone dance. We, maybe dance wasn’t what Jon did, more of a sway and rotate in a circle. They even had their picture taken in front of the Eiffel Tower.
Once the dance was over, and Jon made sure the boys went home with Stephanie, he helped Colleen and the others clean up.
It was about one in the morning, when the driver pulled up to Colleen’s home. Jon got out, told the driver he would call. Taking the bouquet of roses from the driver, he turned as the driver pulled away and walked Colleen to the door.