Thursday, January 22, 2015


                           *The phone rings and its my grandmother* 
Hi Banana! 
"What do you want?" 
You called our house phone remember? 
"Shut up and let me talk to your mother" 
                         That's a pretty normal conversation with her. She will never usually just say hi when we call her or she calls us. It's always "What do you want?" or "You people bother me, why did you call?" She never tries to be be mean, she's just old and can't help it.
                          *I'm in the kitchen cooking, the door flies open, I look over and it's Banana.*
Hi Banana!
 "What are you burning?"
Nothing I'm making eggplant parm.
 "Well it smells bad"
"Shut up your doing it wrong and stop cooking on burn."
Would you like to cook it for me then?
"Move over I'm doing it."
                              She is really a sweet old lady I promise... 

                           *We are in the car parked in a parking lot of a store waiting for my mom to come back out. The windows are down and a lady walks by*
"Wow lady you're fat."
Banana! you can't say that! what if she heard you?!
 "Good maybe she'll do something about it and be able to touch her toes someday."
Here we go...
                           *A rather strange old man with a long gray beard with shorts that are just a bit too short on walks by*

"OH GOOD! Look Francesca, its your new grandpa!"
That's it...

*I hop in the drivers seat and drive the car to the back of the parking lot*

see what I have to do. I have to isolate you now because you have no filter.
"Just because you moved us back here doesn't mean I'm going to stop talking."
Yeah I didn't think you would, but at least the people you insult can't hear you.

 It was a Christmas Eve. Fog stuck to the tarmac at Lindbergh field.  Just like every other night was awaiting the arrival of my husband. 7:00 pm, the phone rang; someone was on the other line. “Hello” no answer. “Hello?” again no answer.
                The phone beeps, notifying me the mysterious caller has nothing to say. I had an overwhelming feeling of confusion come over me as I put the phone down and went back to roasting chestnuts over an open fire.  7:30 comes around and I hear someone at the door thinking it was my husband I ran to the door and swung it open. To my surprise it was not him, I saw foot prints in the snow leading to the street. Starting to get worried I called my husband and it went right to voice mail; of course. Trying not to think so much about the mysterious things that were happening I started to hang the stockings by the chimney with care. Turning to look out the window I see a group of people walking down the street there is maybe 10 or 12 of them.  “It’s probably nothing.” I tell myself.  It’s finally 8:00 and my husband is pulling into the driveway! I was so excited he was finally home and we could have dinner and watch classic Christmas movies. As we are eating dinner I tell him about all the strange things that happened while he was at work. “It just sounds like some little kids running around in the snow no need to worry.” He said.

Now it’s 9:00 the door bell rings I make my husband go answer it and I fallow behind, he goes to open it as I peak around the corner, scared it might be the people that called or run up to the house and then left. But strangely got the courage to come back and rob us because they knew we were home? I bet they just want our presents from Santa.  He opens the door, “Hello?” “One… Two… Three… We wish you a merry Christmas, we wish you a merry Christmas, we wish you a merry Christ mass, and a happy new year!” Boy do I feel dumb… He turns to me “See I told you it was nothing.” Then I turn and head up the stairs to bed, "Just wake me up when Santa comes..." 



So here is the real story

Real story

It was just the other day when I was

On my way home from the most amazing European trip to Italy, Spain, Morocco, and then France! I’m so

Glad my sister had a good time and got to see everything she wanted to see. I was really happy for her I don’t know why she thought I was

Jealous… mom made her pick me up from the air port I know she didn't want to take the time out of her day to come get her baby sister. So before any of this even happened she was looking to get back at me. I couldn't

Understand why she thought I had it out for her she had just got home! We were driving out of the air port. That’s

When “things” started to happen. There was a black Escalade following us, Chanel definitely

Did not notice. I was just trying to talk to Kate about her trip but she was just acting all

Paranoid? Of course I was! How could I not be? When this all black Escalade was following us ever since we left the air port! Here I am

Just thinking that it’s just some car that is going the exact same way as us and we

Are going to get kidnapped, or even worse killed! We got to a red light the car

Pulled up next to us the window rolled down there were two men dressed in business clothes it just looked like they were getting back from

Killing there last victim. They drove in the opposite direction from us when the light turned green. So I’m thinking that everything is okay! I just went back to telling Chanel about the amazing time I had. I told her

About some guy she had met in France, he would always leave her a flower outside her door

In the morning. He was so sweet, love at first sight is

Not real! I can’t believe that she would be that gullible. That’s not all he would leave her though, he left

Me jewelry too! That’s when things started to get some what strange. He said to me that one day he would never see me again, and that it wasn't anything I did but

That there were many people that wanted him dead. Now don’t you think after hearing that you would be freaked out?!  She should have just stopped talking to him after

That was the last time I thought I would see him but as I was leaving he showed up at the airport as I was just about to board, he ran up

To her and kissed her. Why she didn't yell for help? I don’t know.  We are getting off task… for the record I’m still not

Jealous! See I told you. So we are on the highway and we see the black Escalade again! I forgot to mention

That she had seen the men that were in the Escalade back at the airport coming back home. You would think she would have said something about that a bit sooner… so now here we are

Getting followed by the guys that were at the airport. How was I supposed to know that this was going to happen? I don’t get why Chanel is so mad. We had finally lost

Them, when we had drove into the city. When we got back to the house mom had said there was a letter waiting

 for me from the hotel. I went outside to read it and there was the black Escalade sitting outside the house. Trying to make sense of what was happening I opened the letter it was from Augustin inside it read Dear,

Kate never told me what it said, but all I know is we didn't get kidnapped so I don’t care 

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