Thursday, October 12, 2017

Chapter 14 Raw unedited,please be nice.

The stands would be packed, but football at a private school, was a big thing.

Colleen dropped the girls off at the gym, then went and parked her car in the lot for the football stadium.  Some parents were already out tailgating, those were the parents of the players, and they had to get here early.  As always, some of them would be feeling no pain before halftime.

Colleen had drawn the adult concession stand.  She hated this stand, the parents that worked it, stood around and gossiped instead of working on serving the customers.

Bottles of wine were being opened to breath, hot dogs and hamburgers are on the grill.  The dads or male friends of the mothers were minding the grill, the wives or girlfriends of the fathers were supposed to be waiting on the people that came up to the concession stand.  Supposed to be, was the operable word for the day.

Colleen had started opening the wine to breath, by the last games stats they sold more Pinot than the red or chardonnay. She had asked several of the women to make sure they knew to check Id’s and no matter how much they say, it’s for my mom or dad. The answer was always no. They looked like it was too much to ask of them. How dare she think their students would lie, just to drink wine?

Next time she was going to take the students concession stand, it would be half the work.  The games had started and she had barely had time to breath.  The moms were still standing there talking, like a bunch of hens, trading gossip of the week.  Then the twittering got more excite, she looked up when she heard one of the mothers say Jon’s name.  Sure enough there he was, looking like he just go up and tossed on his clothes and slammed his ever present blue ball cap on his head.

Jon was laughing at something Jesse said, about the women falling all over themselves when he came into view.  Jon scanned the concession stand for Colleen, she had told him she would be at the parents stand, and then he saw her and smiled. 

Colleen smiled at Jon, but she wasn’t going to fight to get to the counter through the gushing women.  She poured his glass of Pinot, and waited to hear what, she assumed, were his older kids wanted.   

“Hello Jon, what can I get for you?”  The buxom blonde mother asked.

Jon had to dig deep into his memory, to think of her name.  Hell after Dorothea died, and it made the news he had so many of the mothers at Polly Prep hit on him.  The names all didn’t seem important, at the time.

“Hey Mrs. Greenburg, how is Michael doing at Rutgers.”  Jesse asked the blonde.

Saved by his son, thank God, they showed up to save his sorry ass.  Now he remembered Jane Greenburg, Michael had played Lacrosse with Jesse and dated Stephanie at one time.

“Hi Jane, Pinot for me and whatever those two want.”  Jon said looking at Colleen, taking in her Polly Prep shirt and her hair up in a simple ponytail.  Compared to the other women, she was a ten in a field of fives.

“He’ll be home for homecoming, I’ll tell him you two were here.”  Jane told Jesse.

Stephanie looked at her dad and thought better of trying for a glass of wine or a beer, so they would play it safe and order two cokes.

Colleen came up with the two cokes and the wine, being a barmaid came in handy.

“Here you go, Jon” Colleen handed the cup of wine to him and held out the cokes to the kids.

Jesse and Stephanie watched their dad looking at Colleen.  They nudged each other and moved away so their dad could have a minute with Colleen.

“Did you see the look he was giving her?”  Jesse said as he popped the top off his Coke.

“About the same look she was giving him.” Stephanie laughed. 

They headed back to their seats, without waiting on their dad to join them.

“The girls are excited about going out for pizza with Jake, I think Leslie has a little crush on him.”  Colleen said as they were finally left alone, even though some of the mothers stayed in hearing range, without appearing to listen to every word they said.

“Jake was playing it cool, but I think he was excited that the girls were joining us.”  Jon said as he leaned on the counter. 

They stood there chatting a few minutes, then half time came and the stand got busy. They planned on meeting in the parking lot after Jake got changed, then they would head to the pizza parlor.

The girls were really hyped, after the game, Colleen was blitzed.  If it hadn’t been the fact that it was dinner with Jon and his kids, she would’ve been tooling her bug back home.  They got at the pizza parlor about the same time, Jon had reserved a table for them in advance.  The owner met them at the door, and then ushered then to the back private room.

The Jesse and Stephanie made her feel at ease, once the pies had arrived at the table, it got quiet.

Jon watched how Colleen got along with his kids, even Jake seemed to have fun.  It didn’t hurt, Polly Prep had won their games. Once they were done eating, Jon broke out his wallet and sent all six of the kids to the game room.  This gave Colleen and Jon some alone time.


“I don’t know how those girls did it?  Colleen asked Jon as they sipped their wine.  “They were up giggling all night, I think they were on the phone all night and then got up and cheered this game.”  Colleen took another sip of her wine.  “Were we like that growing up?”

Saturday, August 19, 2017

(yes I am sure it is 13 LOL) So here is Chapter 13

Now I know it's been late in coming.  I am doing something that makes me very uncomfortable, I am posting an un edited.  So be kind and remember  never took the Composition (writing English) till I was in College.  Enjoy

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Jon had breakfast ready and on the table, he didn’t want anything to go wrong today. He hadn’t told the boys that they would be joined with two of the cheerleader, just that Colleen was joining them.  Restrictions ended this morning and all Jake’s electronics sat at the end of the table. 

“Hey Dad?”  Jake called from upstairs. 

“Yeah Jake?”  Jon went to the bottom of the stairs.

“I can’t find my phone.”  Jake went to the top of the stairs.

That meant he was either going through his office or his bedroom.  When was that boy gonna learn to stay out of his office?

“It’s on the table, get your brother and get down here to eat, or coach is gonna have your ass for being late.  Or do you like to run laps?”  Jon asked as he headed back to the kitchen. 

He needed caffeine, he and Colleen talked into the wee hours of the morning.  The girls finally settled down on blow up’s in the living room and she knew they were asleep, before she called Jon.

The boys had finally come down for breakfast, when the door opened and Jesse walked in.

“Got enough for me?”  Jesse loved the shocked look on his dad’s face.  He and Stephanie decided to go to the game to meet Colleen.

“Box is on the counter, milk in the fridge, coffee in the pot.”  Jon said with a laugh.  “Coach know your home?”

Jesse grabbed a bowl and made him a bowl of cereal and grabbed a mug of coffee.  He was just about to answer his dad, when Stephanie came in the door.

Okay what’s going on, Jon thought.  Both his older two here on a Saturday?

“Got enough for me?” Stephanie laughed.

They all told her, ‘Box on the counter, milk in the fridge and coffee in the pot.’

When she joined the family at the table, Jon finally asked.

“Okay, what’s going on?”  He got up and filled his cup and started a new pot.

“I wanted to come see my little brother play his first starting game.”  Jesse said between bites of cereal.

“I wanted to see my family.” Stephanie smiled at her dad.

“This wouldn’t have to be a sad attempt to meet Colleen?”  Jon looked around the table at his family.

“No,” Both Jesse and Stephanie said in unison.

“Want to try it again?”  Jon gave them the stink eye.  “This is the fifth game of the season and,” He turned and looked at Stephanie, “You were just home last month.”

Jesse looked at Stephanie and both broke out laughing.

“Guess we’re busted pop’s,” Jesse laughed.

“Yeah, we wanted to meet Miss O’Sullivan.”  Stephanie finally admitted.  This was the woman that brought their dad back from the edge.

Jon didn’t know what to say to his oldest.  Should he warn Colleen that the whole Bongiovi troop was coming to dinner?



Thursday, July 27, 2017

Chapter 12 Oops my bad.

Jon about dropped the phone and spit out the swallow of wine he had just drank, did she say she was in the tub?

“Hey, you still here Jon?”  Colleen asked

“Yeah, I must’ve misunderstood you, did you say you were in the tub?” Jon coughed the wine that he choked on.

“Just me, Pandora and a bottle of wine,” she told him then laughed pausing a little for effect, then dropped the bomb. “In my old fashioned bathtub, with bubbles.”  She giggled.

“How much wine is still in the bottle?” Jon tried to get more comfortable in his desk chair.  Damn thinking about Colleen in a tub with bubbles had his mind whirling, and his body telling him it had been too long since he had been with a woman.

“Actually I’ve had about two or three glasses, but I’m not so far gone I can’t get out of this tub.”  She told him proudly.

Over the phone he hears the sound of water sloshing in the tub.

“Ta Da.”  Colleen laughed into the phone.

Jon laughed, this was a side of Colleen O’Sullivan he had never heard and he wished he could see it.

“Congratulations.”  Jon said as he sat his wine glass and phone on the desk and applauded. Picking back up the phone he heard her laughing

“Thank you, Thank you.”  Colleen laughed as she rinsed off the remaining bubbles.  “You weren’t too hard on Jake were you?”  She had put her phone on speaker and toweled off.

“Very good.”  He laughed along with her.  “He’s on restrictions, no electronics and house arrest until Saturday.”

“Hang on a second.”  She said as she put the phone on the tub tray. Stepping out of the tub, after she had stood up to prove she wasn’t drunk, she quickly toweled off and pulled on her old beat up bathrobe.

Jon didn’t even get a chance to tell he ok before he heard her, faintly in the background moving around.  She must be drying off, that image popped in his head and he had to down the last of his wine.  Damn I need to get laid, he thought.

“No bread and water?”  She laughed.

“Nope then we would all be on bread and water.”  He laughed with her.

She grabbed up the bottle off the floor and put it on her bath tray, then pulled the plug on the tub.

“How is he doing his homework with no computer?”  She knew, in today’s world, no one hand wrote their homework anymore, not at Poly Prep.

“He sits in my office with me so I can make sure he isn’t playing computer games or chatting with his friends.” Jon told Colleen.

“So, in other words, you’re both grounded.”  Colleen said as she exited the kitchen and headed to her bedroom.  Setting the phone down on the bedside table she pulled off her robe and pulled on her gown.

“Yeah I guess I am, I’ll just work on some new lyrics.” He thought about the punishment and didn’t really think about being punished himself. It would put him more into Jake’s life, even if it was just for four days.

“So you’re working on a new album that sounds interesting.”  Colleen said.  She knew from her googling the band, that things with Bon Jovi has really done a three sixty, in the last three years, since Richie had left the band.

“Yeah, Dave came over and we got one song almost done.”  Jon was proud that they had got one song under their belt, granted one song didn’t make an album.  Well maybe there was two songs just about done.  He was actually calling Phil Xenidis to work on the ballad, which might not work, he was not like Richie for sure, and no one would ever be like Richie.

“That’s great, your fans will be happy.”  Pulling out her lotion she started working on her arms, when she noticed how quiet the conversation got.  Maybe she was stepping into where she shouldn’t go, but she was being supportive.

“Yeah, I guess.”  He tried to sound happy, but after what the band went through after Richie’s departure on top of Dorothea killing herself, the past three years were hell.

“Hey, is Jake playing on Saturday?”  She changed the subject.

“Yeah, that was why I called you.”  Jon was wondering how to approach her going out for Pizza with the boys.  “We always go out for pizza after the game, I want to see, that is, would you like to join us?”  There he’d done it. This was harder than the other times he had asked her out. This time, the boys would be there.

Colleen was shocked.  He had almost asked her in the parking lot today, but had stopped.

“Pizza with your sons?”  Now she wished she hadn’t agreed to have two of the cheerleaders for the weekend.  Their parents were going to be out of town till Sunday, she was shocked that when they asked she said yes, she had no plans at the time.

“Yeah, we had a discussion tonight, By the way, Romeo hopes you’ll be his teacher next year.”  Jon told her with a laugh.

“So, they approved us dating?”  Colleen asked him.  When he said that Romeo hoped that she was his teacher next year, made her smile really big.

“Yes, even my older two also approve, so you have the full Bongiovi vote of approval.”  Jon told her proudly.  Even though they had been dating for two months, getting their approval, meant no more sneaking around for coffee dates.

“Would you mind two more at dinner?”  Colleen asked him.

Jon was taken back at the question.

“I didn’t know if we, well if we would go out this weekend.  So I sort of took on two of the Cheerleaders for the weekend.”  Colleen cringed.

Would she think that what happened after the meeting, did she think he didn’t want to see her again?  Granted it took Jake getting in trouble for her to call him.

“I’m sure the boys won’t mind you three ladies joining us.”  Jon smiled, Jake for one, might like the idea of the Football player and two cheerleaders at his table after the game.

 “So it’s our third official sanctioned date.” She smiled.  Maybe this won’t end the way the last one did.

Tuesday, July 11, 2017

Chapter 11

At the sound of Jake’s voice, Jon looked over at his sons shocked face.

 “It’s not like you two haven’t gone out before?” Jake asked still standing in the doorway.

“Yeah, we’re becoming friends, we’ve seen each other for coffee and a couple of dates, but I’d like to see her more.” Jon said, waiting on world war three to break out.  “But I want to make sure if it’s alright with you guys first.”

Jake looked at Romeo, it wasn’t like they hadn’t talked about their dad dating again. But he wanted to date my teacher, Jake thought. “You didn’t ask us before.”  Jake mumbled and looked down at his feet.

“Is she the lady you took to Uncle Southsides concert?”  Romeo asked. He remembered what Stephanie had said, it was time for his dad to start back dating, and Miss O’Sullivan was really pretty.

‘Yes she was Romie, we’ve gone out for coffee a few times, and we went out last week.”  Jon looked pointedly at Jake when he referenced the date to get him out of the house, so Jake could steal his song lyrics.

“Well I’m okay with it, I sort of hope I get her for English next year.” Romeo told his dad. 

That left Jake to give his opinion.  She was the reason he was on restrictions, well that wasn’t exactly the truth, he was the reason he was on restrictions. He did like Miss O’Sullivan, and his dad seemed different in the past few months since his mom had died.  He was happy.

“I guess it’s okay.”  Jake grudging gave his approval.  His friends would have a field day, his dad and Miss O’Sullivan, shoot me now.  Jake shrugged his shoulders and headed back to his room.

Jon was shocked it was that easy to get his dating approved by his youngest.  Better talk to the older two now, he thought.

Romeo, headed to his room and Jon closed the office door and pulled out his phone.

Colleen finished grading papers and looked at her class blog that the school made each teacher post.  If the parents had questions or students needed help, this was supposed to help.  It was just more work for the teacher, or so a lot of the older teachers thought.  After fielding homework questions, while she ate a sandwich and washed it down with a big glass of soda.  She needed the sugar, after not sleeping much the night before, worrying about how the meeting would go with Jon and Jake.

Shutting down the laptop, she was officially on her time. “Coll, you deserve to treat yourself to a big glass of wine or a bubble bath?” Colleen said out loud to the empty house.  Thinking back to her meeting with the Bongiovi men and the outcome.  She could see they were just like two peas in a pod. Not just only in the looks department.  Looking at the clock, it was earlier than she expected.  “You can to both Coll.” 

She laughed going to the kitchen for her bottle of wine.  Taking her bottle and glass into her bathroom.  Soon she had some tunes playing on her phone, beside the glass of wine on her bathtub caddy, with her bottle of wine, within refill distance on the floor.  Her brother had teased her when she had the glassed in shower stall removed and the claw foot tub put in.  But before moving into the private school, working in the public school sector, she needed this tub after each day of school.

She had loaded all of Bon Jovi’s albums on her iTunes, and putting it on shuffle, she never knew what tunes would come up.  Slipping down into the hot water and bubbles, she pulled the caddy close enough to reach her glass and slipped down with a deep sigh.

The water was cooling down when she got a call.  Drying her hands she reached for the phone, it was Jon calling.

“Hey.”  She smiled.

“Hey, you aren’t busy are you?”  Jon wished he had a glass of wine.  But after getting the go ahead from Jesse and Stephanie, he didn’t want to wait to call Colleen.  Then it hit him the music he heard in the background, she’s listening to Crush, he thought with a smile

“Nope just relaxing in the tub, with my iTunes and a glass of wine.”  Colleen laughed, why did she tell him she was in the tub?


“Jon, are you still there?”  Colleen asked.

Wednesday, June 7, 2017

Chapter 10

So far nothing unusual had happened, two days letter he got called to the office.  He waited outside the office to be called in.  Miss O’Sullivan walked up and knocked on the door and was asked to come in.  He tried to see who was in there besides the dean of students and Miss O’Sullivan.  Did this have anything to do with the poem, or something else?

Colleen and Jon had talked, about the problem. Should they let the Dean of Students handle this or should they handle this.  They had hatched a little story that just might work.  Jon arrived at Polly Prep, a few minutes after he had put the boys on the bus, giving them time to get to class and not see him.

Colleen didn’t have a first period class, so she met Jon at the Dean of Students office.  Jon sat with his back to the door, so Jake wouldn’t know he was there. They had made a deal, with the dean of students, that they would handle this, without hurting Jake’s academic standings.  If it wasn’t for all the money Jon had raised for the school, Jake would be in deep shit.

“Whatever you do, don’t laugh.”  Colleen told Jon right before she called, to have Jake brought in.

“I know, put on my proud dad face.”  Jon told Colleen, which was going to be hard. This was the first time, which he knew, that any of his kids had been caught cheating. 

Jake was brought into the room, it wasn’t till he sat down, and that he noticed that there was just Miss O’Sullivan and his dad in the room. ‘Oh shit, what’s going on?’ Jake thought as he sat down in the only other chair.

“Hey Jakey,” Jon smiled at his son.

“Hey Dad.”  Jake answered quietly.  What’s daddy doing here? He didn’t say anything as me and Romeo got on the bus. Jake was nervous. He didn’t know where to look, so he looked at the floor.

“Jake, I asked your dad to come in to hear this news.”  Colleen said as she looked from Jake to Jon. 

“News?”  Jake sat down in the other chair beside his dad.  Looking between Miss O’Sullivan and his dad.

“You remember the poetry assignment?  I submitted a few to a local contest, and you’re was chosen as one of the top in the State.”  Colleen had the certificate she had made, it looked legit, thanks to Microsoft Word.

Jake took the certificate from Colleen and looked it over.  Great the one time in my life I cheat, I win a contest for something I stole from my dad. Well isn’t that fucking wonderful?

“Jake I am so proud of you.”  Jon turned and looked at his son.  I should get an award for this performance. 

“I was just about to read your poem to your dad, but now that you’re here you can read it.”  Colleen smiled at Jake and then Jon.  Which one would break first?  She handed Jake the paper.

Jake looked at the paper from his teachers hand. Looking at it like it was the first time he had seen it. I should admit it now I stole it from dad’s office and take my punishment like a man, or I could just throw up now and get out of this.  Jake cleared his throat and started to look a little green.

“Maybe I can read it for you.”  Jon told Jake, never once taking the paper out of his hand. Reciting the words, which he had said to Colleen on the beach.

“One heart one other, they met last summer, one move she started, Now they love that way. The Pain of pleasure, lying together, you’re at their mercy no one said there’d be nights like this, risk your life for a stolen kiss,” Jon sang softly like he did to Colleen that night on the beach.

Jake’s heart went to his feet, he was in deep shit and was it going to be suspension or expelled.  He knew he had broken the honor code, depending on what Miss O’Sullivan did.  He knew what his dad was going to do to him was going to be one hundred times worse than what the school did.

“I can explain,” Jake started to say, but the look on his father’s face stopped him cold.

“You stole a song out of my office and submitted it as your own, your last name might be Bongiovi, but Jon is not your first name.”  Jon was trying to stay calm, but the Sicilian in him was boiling under the surface.

“I tried to write a poem, but I su, uh I was terrible. I panicked and thought I could borrow one of the songs, no one would notice.”  Jake explained. 

“You owe Coll, Miss O’Sullivan, an apology for not doing the assignment. She went to the Dean of Students to keep this from going on your record.”  Jon took a deep breath to keep his cool. 

“I’m sorry for what I did.”  Jake said as he turned to speak to his teacher.

“You will receive a zero on this assignment and you will not be allowed to make it up.  This is a warning, Mr. Bongiovi, the next time this will be handled by the Dean of Students and it will go on your record.”  Colleen looked between Jake and Jon.  “You can go on to your next class, I will see you later in class.”

Jake got out of the room before he was expelled.

Colleen waited until the door shut and Jake was away from the door. Colleen put the paper back in her file.

“That was harder than I thought it would be.”  Colleen told Jon.  “From his record, he’s a straight A student, top of his class, then this.”  Colleen sighed and looked at Jon.  “That’s why I didn’t want this to mess up his record.”

“You were too easy on him.” Jon looked at Colleen.  “My teachers in school would’ve suspended me or kicked me out for plagiarism.”

“Jake’s a good student and he panicked.  I had a professor that bent the rules for me once, I panicked on a test.  My parents had died and my brother and sister were doing the best to keep us together. I got a zero on the test and didn’t get a makeup, but I didn’t get booted out of college.”  She put the papers back in his file and dropped them in her briefcase.  “When I asked him why he didn’t throw me over to the student court?  He told me that, one day I was going to see a great kid, do something stupid, and I am going to remember, that a teacher gave me a second chance.”

“And you saw that in Jake?”  Jon asked her as he stood up.

“I saw a kid, who is a straight A student, that panicked when he came across something his dad was great at, and that he couldn’t be the same writer.”  Colleen came around the desk and they walked out of the office.  “When I heard those same words read out allowed in class, I knew what he did.

“Yeah, when you read his paper to me, at first I thought he might have gotten the words off liner sheets in an old cassette or lyric site online.”  Jon chuckled a little.  “I never thought he would go into the office and go through my files.”

“I guess you’ll lock the door from now on?”  Colleen laughed a little.

“Yeah, I got one more son to get out of this school one day.”  Jon finally laughed.  He didn’t think Romeo would ever do anything like this, the kid was so honest, and he would get an F before cheating.

Colleen walked with Jon through the halls and out to the parking lot.

“I was gonna call you later to see if you have plans for Saturday night?  I know its short notice.”  Jon leaned on his car, looking at Colleen.

“I’m working the football game, I have the home concession stand, but other than that, my night is free.”  Colleen said as she stood at Jon’s car.  Reminded her of High School, standing at her boyfriend’s car.  But was Jon her boyfriend or just a man who was her friend?

“I’ll be at the game, Jake is playing, and we always go out after the game.”  He said then he stopped.  Was he ready for her to go out with the kids?  Granted it would just be Romeo and Jake. He should ask them before he surprises them with her.

“That’s great, I hope you three have fun.”  Colleen told Jon, letting him off the hook.  She knew by the look on his face he was back peddling just like the night they had ice cream.  “I better get back in, looks really bad when the teacher is late to class.”  She smiled at him.

“I bet, listen I’ll call you tonight.”  Jon laughed a little at the teacher being late to class.  He watched her turn to head back to the building.  He would talk to the boys in the next couple of days, if they would let Colleen join them for dinner.

Jake kept his head down in class, and Miss O’Sullivan didn’t call him for any answers.  He was not looking forward to going home.  His dad was really pissed, he knew going home today was going to hear his punishment.

The rest of the day went smooth, it seemed to Jake that the ride home was shorter.  Daddy was waiting at the bus stop, there was no sneaking into the townhome today.

“Hey Guys, how was school?”  Jon smiled at the boys. He noticed Jake trying to sneak into the house.

“Great, I passed my math test and my science test.” Romeo told his dad proudly.

“That’s great Roe, I know you really studied and showed that you really tried hard.  I’m really proud of you.”  Jon tasseled Romeo’s hair.  They made it off the street and into the foyer of the building.  He noticed Jake hung back some as they got to the elevator.  “Get your homework done as fast as you can, I thought we’d have Pizza tonight.”

“Extra pepperoni?”  Romeo asked as they rode up to their floor.  “And Garlic knots?”

“You got it buddy, we’ll celebrate your two tests tonight.”  Jon said proudly looking at his youngest son.

Jon watched Romeo head to his room, Jake sort of hung back finally.  Waiting till Romeo’s door shut behind him, Jon pointed to his office and went to the door waiting on Jake to enter.

He let Jake sit there while he called in his order for deliver and then, once off the phone he counted to ten, then counted again.

“I don’t know what to say.”  Jon said softly, trying to remain calm.

“I panicked, I just couldn’t write a poem.  I tried for hours and nothing was coming to me.  I looked on line and I listened to songs.  You can ask Roe, he read some of them.”  Jake explained.

“Why didn’t you come to me and asked for help?” Jon asked Jake.  “Instead of asking for help, you used my friendship with Colleen, to get me out of the house.” That brought up Jake’s head fast enough to give him whiplash. “Did you think I wouldn’t put two and two together to come up with you using one of my songs?”

“Dad I panicked.”  Jake told him again.  “Have you ever felt like nothing was right?  The words, just weren’t there.  I never thought Miss O’Sullivan would catch it.”

Jon wasn’t going to tell him how she knew, that was between Colleen and him.  Jake was just preaching to the choir about what had happened over the past three years, about nothing coming.  First the defection of Richie, who was like a brother to him, his brother from another.  Topping that with Dorothea’s suicide, it was a wonder, he hadn’t crawl into a hole and pull it in on top of himself.  But that didn’t excuse Jake stealing his song and turning in as his own poem.

“You are grounded till Saturday, you will come right home, and do your homework.  I will be checking it, so no more borrowing from anyone else.”  He told his second son.  “If I ever hear you cheating again, you’ll lean to hate the color of your bedroom.”  He watched his punishment wash over his son.  “On yeah I forgot. Give me you cellphone, tablet and laptop.”

“But I use my laptop for research, I’ll need it for my homework.”  Jake was shocked he was going to be tech punished.

“When you need it you can use it. Then it comes back to me and to make sure you don’t cheat, you’ll be doing your homework in the office with me.” Jon said

Jake cringed at the cheating reference, which hurt less that his father losing faith in him.  Why did he ever think he could get away with stealing his father’s song?  Standing up he pulled his cell out of his back pocket.

“Ok, go get you tablet and your laptop, then you can get your homework done.” Jon watched him walk out of his office.  Slumping down in the seat he took a deep breath.  How did his wife deal with this? 

Dinner that night was a mix of one son bouncing on all fours and one that was like on death row.  Jon toyed with asking the boys about Colleen joining them Saturday night, Romeo would be an easy yes, but he couldn’t see Jakey saying yes.

Jon and Jake went back to the office, Jake needed to finish his homework.  He looked at the time and toyed with his phone, he promised to call.  Jake finally finished his homework. The laptop was closed and left on the corner of the desk.

“Good night dad.”  Jake said as headed out the door.

“Goodnight Jakey” He listened till he heard Jake got up the stairs and his door close, he turned to Romeo.  “Can I ask you something?”

“Is it about Jakey using your song for his poem?” Romeo kind of looked anywhere but at his dad. “Am I in trouble too?”

“I wish you two had come to me, instead of lifting my song.”  Jon started.

“I wasn’t in there with him, I told him not to get caught.”  Romeo told Jon.  “Yeah that wasn’t a smart move, I guess.”

“Well not only did he get caught, Miss O’Sullivan save him from being expelled.”  Jon leaned back and watched the news was over his youngest.

“Wow, I hope I have Miss O’Sullivan next year.”  Romeo smiled.

“But, you won’t cheat, or borrow any of my songs for an assignment.”  He laughed then got really serious.

“No way daddy.”  Romeo looked at his dad and saw that his father wasn’t smiling.

“Can I ask you something Roe?”  Jon asked and waited for Romeo to acknowledge the question.  “Would it bother you if I started dating?”

Romeo thought about what his father was asking.  He noticed his father was slowly being his old self again.  He laughed more, and he wasn’t using pills to sleep anymore.  The big thing was, he was writing again. In religion class, they were talking about rebirth.  That’s what his dad was doing. 


The door opened to the kitchen and Jake stood there. “You want to date Miss O’Sullivan?”  Jake asked with a shocked look on his face.

Monday, June 5, 2017

Chapter 9

Colleen watched him drive off, something wasn’t right.  Things were going so, well right, then boom.  Jon’s actions or lack of Action were like a steel door closing her out.  If they had stayed at the shore, maybe things would’ve turned out different.  Thinking back on all that had happened, the kisses on the beach, the feelings that she was starting to feel for Jon, then sitting at the park looking out over the river all felt wonderful but now things had changed.  Would he call, she hoped that he would.

Colleen walked around the room, picking up the writing assignment.  From the looks of some of them, they really needed two days to write.  Some were written in pencil and only taken up half the page were really bad, then some of them had promise, printed out from a computer and taking up the whole page.  This seemed to be a trend for each of her classes.  Shuffling the papers she began to pass them back out to the class.

“I’m not going to read your work, your class is.”  She went back to her desk and sat down.  Looking at her students, she noticed some of them were not too happy with having their papers read out by the class.  “Do not tell me the name, we’re going to see how well you know your classmates.”

The first two read aloud were not very original, she watched to see who slumped down in their seats. She too was trying to figure out who write the poem. A few were so funny that they got   Lots of laughs.  A very small few of them were very good and those she thought really took their time to write great poetry. 

Then the next one read brought her to attention, looking around the class she zeroed in on the author of the poem.  If he got down any lower, he would be under the desk.  After the first line of the poem she was back on the beach, she could almost hear the waves crashing into the shore.  If he didn’t call her, after this assignment, she would be calling him.  She called an end to the reading in class to give an assignment.  She collected the papers and made sure Jake’s was on top.  She had planning next period, this would give her time to read and research Jakes writing. 

Pulling out her laptop she fired it up, as it booted up to the wifi that gave her time to think.  When the news came out and the pictures from the concert, the teachers who has been to Poly Prep longer, thought it was their job to inform the new teacher know  about her dating a parent.  Since they hadn’t been in the news anymore then they have left her alone. If they ever found out about the coffee dates and the dinner at the beach, they’d be back on her case.  Google was her new best friend, she pulled up a lyric site and then typed in Jake’s “supposed” poem.  A few seconds later, she had the song from 7800 Degrees Fahrenheit matched perfectly down to the punctuation with the Jake’s poem, to the very last word.

She closed her eyes and let her head drop back. “Ah shit.”  She thought, looking back at the screen she hit print.  This was brushing really close to plagiarism.  If she turned him in, the Code of Conduct would be a major black mark on his spotless record.  She could let Jon know, make a plan of action to see what he thought.

She thought about this call the rest of the day, and all the way home.  She should’ve called him during her planning period, but this was not something that anyone at the school needed to know about.

Tossing her bag on the table she went to the kitchen with a debate in mine, wine or soda? This was going to be a wine call, she thought as she pulled the bottle of wine from the cooler.  Uncorking and pouring a glass she went into the living room, and curled up in her chair.  Pulling out her phone she thought text or call?  She should really call but what If he was busy working, he wouldn’t want to be interrupted, so she decided to text him.

Colleen: Jon, if you’re not busy, can you call me?

Jon was working with David on a song that popped in his head on the way home from Colleen’s.  He had felt like an ass, the way he left Colleen.  He had picked up the phone to call, but the moment was lost when David called, he needed help with a song. They had been closed up in his office, only coming out for food and bathroom.  He felt his phone vibrate in his pocket. Pulling it out he had to smile, she had texted him.

“Hang on Lemma I have to handle this.”  He sat his guitar in the holder and paused the laptop.

He went into his directory and pulled up her number, she answered on the first ring.

“Were you sitting on the phone?”  Jon laughed.

“Actually, I was about to take a sip of wine.”  She told him, not wanting him to know she was staring at the phone, willing it to ring.

“Wine, this early in the afternoon?  Bad day in the trenches?”  Jon leaned on the wall outside the office door.

“You could say that, are you busy?”  She took a fortifying sip of wine.

“David’s here, he needed help with a song.  He called me on the way home Friday night, he’s been here since then.”  He said hoping she would understand why he didn’t call.

“So you’re working, I hate to interrupt you, this can wait.”  She was stumbling over her words. They had talked about his work and the fact that he thought he was ready to write again.

“We’re going to stop for dinner soon, I’ll call you tonight.”  He should’ve known that something was up when she called, but the thrill of working again, had given him that natural high he was missing.

“Sure that’s fine, we can talk then.”  She said, sort of glad that she had time to work out how she was going to tell him, because how do you tell a dad, his son had stolen the lyrics from one of his songs.

As he ended the call with a promise, once again, that he would call her tonight.  Going back into the office, something started nibbling at his brain.  She had contacted him, for the first time, she had initiated the call.

The longer they worked, the more David noticed, Jon just wasn’t that into the song anymore.  Ever since he got the call, his mind just wasn’t into it.

“Everything okay?”  David asked Jon.

“Yeah, sure” Jon said as he looked at what they had so far. 

“Steph and Jesse okay?”  David asked as he turned around from the piano and looked at Jon.

“Yep.”  Jon said as he picked up the guitar from the holder and strummed what was showing up on the computer screen.

“Romeo and Jake okay?” David watched him and could tell, Jon was struggling with something.  He had just played the last eight bars in the wrong key.

Jon slammed the guitar back into the holder and looked up at David.

“What’s with the twenty question interrogation Lemma?”  Jon asked with a huff.

“I only asked two, but since I have eighteen to go,” David tried to lighten the mood.  “You seemed to be off since you got that call.  Are Mr. and Mrs. B okay?”

“You remember when the boys and I went to clean out Dots stuff at the Hampton House?”  Jon grabbed his water bottle off the table and took a deep drink.

“Yeah, you came back with a smile on your face.  The guys and I waited for you to come to us, just like after the last tour, when Richie up and left.”  David picked up his bottle, got up and walked over and lowered his tall lanky form into a chair by Jon.

“I met this girl.”  Jon told him.

“You met a girl?”  David was shocked, he know what Jon and the kids had been through with Dot and the fact that it had been going on for years till it came to a head. He had read rumors, but he figured one date does not a romance make. 

“Yeah, she was tending bar in the Hamptons.  I hung out one night, cooked her breakfast and thought that was it.”  Jon took a swallow of water, giving him a moment to think back to when he met Colleen.  “The kids thought it was time for me to date, after Stephanie caught me talking to Colleen on the phone one night.”

“So you took her to Southsides show, yeah I got an email from Hugh that you made TMZ.”  David chuckled and sipped his water.

“Yeah, got the business from Jakey, seems my Colleen, is his Miss O’Sullivan.” Jon gave a tired laugh.  “After spilling the beans to Ma, and getting my ass chewed, he comes around.” 

“That’s good isn’t it?” David asked wanting to understand what got Jon writing again.  She needs an award for rescuing the Kidd.

“Yeah, but I dropped the ball.  We went to the beach for a picnic then went to Crazy’s for Ice Cream.”  Jon looked off remembering the kisses on the beach and how they laughed getting the ice cream.  “It was crowded, so we went down to the park.  I saw the house across the river and something went cold inside.  I immediately took her home and I hadn’t called until she just texted me.” 

“Well that could be expected, you never cleared out the house after Dot died, and that has to be impossibly hard.”  David remember going out to the house after the memorial, Jon had walked around in a fog.

“I thought I had gotten past it all, but it came back to me, like it was yesterday.”  Jon told him.

“Give it time Kidd, give it a little more time.”  David tossed hs empty bottle in the trash.

“But, that was her on the phone, something isn’t right.”  Jon got up and went over to the sheet music on the piano.  That is when it hit him, this the first song he didn’t write for Dotty, it was for Colleen. Reading what he had written about the way they met, “They’re putting up the chairs to close.  She let me settle up my tab.”  The working title was Real Life, it was a good start.

“Then call her, I can tell this is bothering you,” David said as he watched Jon pace the floor like a prospective father.

Jon pulled his phone out of his pocket and looked at it. Should he or shouldn’t he.

“Fuck, would you call already, you aren’t going to be worth a damn till you know.” David rolled his eyes at Jon.

He flipped the phone open and hit redial, it was ringing.

“I didn’t expect you to call back this soon.”  Colleen answered the phone.

“I wasn’t getting anything done, till I called back.”  Jon gave David the stink eye, waiting on him to leave. All David did was give him the Jersey salute.

That made what she had to tell him even harder.  “I really wanted this to be a social call about how great the day was going, but I couldn’t.”  There was a pregnant pause before she spoke again. “You remember I told you about the poetry assignment, the one I gave the kids?”  Colleen told him, even though he seemed to have a bad time after they got the ice cream.

“Yeah, I remember,” He remembered the good parts but not the drive home from dropping her off.  The kisses were the best memory of that night.  He smiled a little and David rolled his eyes.  Once again he gave David the one finger salute.

“I had a problem come up, seems someone copied a song, word for word.”  Colleen hinted.

Jon stopped smiling and sat down.  It was like she didn’t have to tell her who did it.  He picked up a pen and wrote one word on the paper, all in caps, J A K E with about fourteen exclamation points following.

“What song?” Jon asked as he added another exclamation point.

“The Price of Love, you know the song you spoke to me at the beach.”  Colleen reminded him.

Jon didn’t need any reminders. He was going to kill his son.

“I’ll come to the school tomorrow and take care of my son the Plagiarist.”  Jon told her.

They decided to meet after her second class, Jakes class was the third one that day, so they could figure out how to take care of him.

When he hung up the call Jon looked at David.

“Is it bad?”

Jon looked at David and held up his fist, then turned down his thumb.

“Jake used one of our songs for his poetry homework.”  Jon told David.  “That is just the sprinkles on top of what he did.”

“The sprinkles?  What do you mean by the sprinkles?”  David was stumped.

“Well, the cherry on the top of this whole fiasco,” Jon put his head down on the desk.  “It’s the song I told Colleen, in a very romantic fashion, holding her close on the beach.”

“Oh Shit.”  David tried not to laugh, but failed.