Lightning in a Bottle Chapter 6
"Motor City Madhouse"
Oh good, here comes Tim. I can tell him the news.
'You were gone for an hour and a half, and all you got was five boxes?' I ask when I see the meager load of cardboard he's hauling in.
'Yes, and I had to drive halfway to Atlantis to get them, too' Tim says in response.
'Well, I have some good news and some bad news' I say, barely able to contain my excitement.
'Alright, I'm in a bad enough mood the way it is, give me the bad news first' he says.
'The Clarks have backed out of the deal to buy the house' I say, just barely keeping a straight face.
'Well hell, the breaking of the seventh seal would be better news than that. What's the other news?' Tim asks.
'Wilson said he'd buy the house!' I exclaim.
'Wilson's going to buy the house? That's wonderful!' he smiles. It's the first time I've seen him smile in…let's just say that, for Tim, it's been far too long.
'Hey Randy,' Tim says, when he sees Randy come upstairs, 'guess what? Wilson is going to buy the house!'
'That's great' Randy says, although, judging by the sound of his voice, he actually means "whoopty freaking doo!", or something similar.
'Randy, what's the matter?' I ask.
'Yeah, I would've thought news like that would make you happy' Tim says.
'Why should I be happy? I don't want to move to Indiana or anywhere else, no matter who the new owner is. You should know that, dad!' Randy shouts, and then storms off down to his room.
'You should know that' I say to Tim. It's posed as a question.
'I don't know how I'm supposed to know that. I'm not a member of the psychic friends network' he says.
'Did you know Randy felt this way about moving?' I ask.
'Yes. But I asked him not to make a big deal out of it' Tim answers.
'Why? Had I known one of the boys felt this way, I would never have accepted that job with Dr. Lee' I say.
'That's exactly why I didn't tell you. Remember what all our previous debates on this topic led to? If you don't take this job, if we don't move, we'll wind up bankrupt, living out on the street somewhere, scrounging the remains of three day old Big Macs out of dumpsters to survive.'
'I think that scenario is a bit extreme' I say.
'You have to admit, I have a point about the income' he says.
'Point or no, that still doesn't change things for me. I can find a job somewhere here in Detroit. I'm not going to make anybody in this family do anything they don't want to do' I tell him.
'Okay, first of all, can I get that last part in writing? And second of all, it's a little late to back out of moving. I mean, we've already bought the house up there, and anyways, isn't Dr. Lee counting on you to go psycho annihilate his family?'
'First of all it's psychoanalyze, and second of all it isn't his family, it's his family practice. And as far as I'm concerned, Dr. Lee can find someone else to uproot theirs and their family's lives and go work there.' I say.
'Jill, you're being ridiculous' Tim says.
'No, I was being ridiculous, thinking of actually dragging my family off to Indiana' I say.
Tim sits down next to me on the couch. 'Honey, there's something bothering you about this. What is it?'
'I've told you a thousand times, I don't want to leave Detroit and everything else in Detroit that's been a part of our lives for over twenty years.'
Tim starts to say something else, but doesn't when he sees me get up.
I go down to Randy's room. He's sitting at his computer, staring at the screensaver.
'I'm sorry. I overreacted up there' he says.
'You had a right to. I mean, nobody consulted you or got your opinion before the decision was made' I say.
'It's not like a want some huge family forum like off of Full House or something. I just wanted to put in my two cents.'
'Well, you can keep your two cents. We're staying in Detroit' I tell him.
'What? Come on mom, we have to go to Indiana. It's a once in a lifetime thing. How many other jobs like this one will come along?'
'I thought you were opposed to leaving Detroit' I say.
'Oh, I still am. But I've been thinking. If being supportive of you and your career means moving to Indiana, I'll become a Hoosier' Randy smiles.
'Are you sure this is what you want?' I ask him.
'No, but I'm sure this is what's supposed to happen. How about you?' he asks.
'No, I'm not sure. But who is ever one hundred percent sure of anything?'
I go back upstairs to tell Tim we're going to Indiana.
A/N: I hope everyone enjoyed this chapter.
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-Yours truly, Randy Taylor