Second Chances Chapter 23 La Vie en Rose
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WEDNESDAY, May 4, 2016
Rachael got Bobby up and ready for school in the morning. She had peeked
into her mother's room, to find Maria solidly asleep in her bed. Rachael
smiled, and then went down to make breakfast. The children left the
house before their mother woke up.
On the bus Rachael again sat with Larissa, while Mikki went to the back
to sit with the girls. "Do you have a gym suit," she asked the tall
girl. "We have two hours of Phys. Ed. this morning."
"Oui.?They told me about that when I registered," Larissa said. "The
suits, they are not very attractive, are they?"
"No. They never are. I think they have committees to search out the
ugliest suits possible," Rachael laughed. "Although with your long legs,
I think the boys will all be looking at you anyway."
At school Mikki caught up with Rachael at their lockers. "Rachael, can
you babysit Danny for a couple hours tonight? Mom and I want to go do
some shopping after school, and my brother is useless. He claims he has
something on, but I think he just wants to avoid babysitting. Mom will
pay you."
"No need to pay me. I love Danny, and will look after him for free."
"No, you have to take something. We will be gone through supper, so you
will have to feed him. We can't have you doing that for free."
"Okay. Is there anything he won't eat?"
"No he is pretty good. I doubt he will eat a salad, but anything else
will be good."
"Okay. I'll text Mom saying you will do it. We will drop him off at your
house when we are heading downtown, and pick him up after we are done,
probably two hours."
After French class the girls changed into PE suits, and as Rachael had
predicted the leggy Larissa was a knockout in hers. When she shyly crept
into the gym the teacher, Ms. Smith, stared at her. In nearly 10 years
of teaching girls phys. ed., she had never had a student who was taller
than her, and Larissa was, by a full inch.
"You are the new student?" she asked. Larissa nodded. "We are doing
basketball this term. Have you played?"
"No, I haven't. I was exempted from PE in France and took Latin instead.
I'm not very athletic."
"Latin?" the teacher sneered. "Heads up." She then rifled the ball at
Larissa's head.
Rachael was ready for that, as Ms. Smith had done the same to her a few
days earlier. So she was able to grab the ball seconds before it would
have hit the tall girl in the face. Larissa hadn't moved, and just
stared at the assault.
"No reflexes, I see," the teacher said. "Okay, Rachael. Since you are
looking after her I will put her on your team for the games today. See
if you can get her slightly coordinated by the end of the term."
The first half of the class was learning some defensive setups, and
Larissa, as she had promised, was not very good. She tried, but always
got her long legs mixed up, and fell several times. She was also afraid
of the ball. Rachael wondered how much worse that would have been if she
had started the class by getting hit in the face by one.
Rachael pulled Larissa out of the class activity and took her to the
side, where she merely tossed the ball back and forth with the girl,
slowly getting her used to handling the ball. She missed a few passes,
but Rachael kept the lobs soft, and slowly she got used to it. By the
time the teaching part of the class was over, she was more comfortable
with the ball, and seemed to have her feet better coordinated.
In the game that followed, Rachael's team showed no benefit to having a
six-footer on the team. The group again played hard and had fun, with
all the girls getting good minutes on the court. Near the end of the
game, they were down 19-15 when Larissa made a jump shot, the first one
that managed to go in. She was stunned, but all the other girls on the
team clustered around and hugged her. There was only about a minute left
in the game, and Rachael put herself in, resting Janice. Rachael also
made a shot, using her reverse layup to confuse the opposition defender,
and the game ended as a tie, which led to her teammates acting like they
had won a championship. They had tied a game, and they all mobbed
Rachael this time.
"Good game, guys," Ms. Smith said. "Nice work with the new girl,
Rachael. It is too late for me this term. Basketball season is almost
over. But if you keep working with her, she could do well in high school
next year."
"Thanks coach," Rachael said, running to get to the showers before the
hot water ran out this time.
At lunch Larissa was excited at her accomplishment during the game. "I
never liked sports before," she explained. "When I was modeling they
made me take Latin so I wouldn't break a fingernail or get a bruise. But
that was fun. You are a great coach, Rachael."
"It is a good thing you didn't explain why you were taking Latin,"
Rachael laughed. "Break a nail? I'll show you 'break a nail'," she said,
mimicking the coach's intense manner.
"She is pretty bad, isn't she," Larissa said. "I can't believe the way
she threw that ball at me at the start. Thanks for catching it."
"Well, I was ready for it. She tried the same thing with me a few days
ago, but I was ready for it."
"A few days ago? Are you new here too? You seem so good, and you are
captain of our team."
"Well, let's just say that I skipped a lot of PE earlier in the term,
and Ms. Smith thought she was picking on me when she made me coach of
the misfits. That's what the other teams were calling us, because we
hadn't won a game."
"But today we tied," Mikki added. "First time ever. And most of us
scored."
"Yeah, but Rachael scored most, eight. I'm just glad that I wasn't the
one taking the last shot this time. That can be hard, the pressure,"
Janice noted.
"You guys all did great," Rachael said. "We might be the misfits, but we
are a team, with everyone getting to play, and everyone getting better.
On some of the other teams it is two or three girls playing all the
time, getting all the points. The girls sitting on the bench aren't
having fun, aren't learning, and aren't getting any better."
As they ate (Larissa brought a sandwich and a salad from home) Rachael
told the others about the idea for movie night. Everyone seemed excited
about it, even the boys, when they learned that this was something they
could participate in, unlike the sleepover chatter they had been hearing
all week. Only Robert seemed despondent.
"Something else I can't participate in," he said. "I'd like to take you,
Rachael."
"Aw, that's sweet," Mikki said as Rachael sat back, astounded at the
feelings that were flooding through her. She tried to think that she was
60 years old, and a man at that, but those feelings told her she was
very much a 13-year-old teenage girl who had been told for the first
time that a boy liked her. She finally was able to speak.
"Don't worry, Rob. Maybe I can do a visit to your farm. What did your
parents say?"
"They think it would be cool. What about Saturday?"
"That might be hard, with the sleepover this weekend. But if my Mom has
Saturday off the next week, then we could do it then."
After lunch they worked through the afternoon classes, and then headed
straight home. There was no shopping, other than a quick trip into
DaSilva's for Bobby's apple, and into Bread Baron for a fresh loaf of
bread.
At Grandpa's Bobby and Larissa sat with the old man, while Mikki
continued home so she could be ready for her trip with her mom. Rachael
went over to Miss Lajoie's to check on Goldie, and Bobby ran over to
take Rudolph for his walk. The lab was better. She had eaten well and
when Rachael looked into her leg she could see that the split was
healing nicely. It would be healed tomorrow, she guessed, but the cast
should stay on until the weekend. She told Miss Lajoie what kind of
tools she would need to take it off, and the woman said she would look
into her shed to see if there was anything there that might work.
By then Bobby was back, and after a quick kiss for grandpa, and
apologies for ignoring him to tend to the dog, the three of them hurried
off home. They were nearly there when they saw Mikki's mom's car pull
into the front of the house.
Andrea got out of the car, holding Danny's hand and carrying a small
bag. "There are a few more clothes in there, in case he gets into a
mess," she said, handing over the bag. "Thank you so much for doing
this." With that she was back in her car.
As soon as she was close enough, Rachael had dropped to her knees and
enveloped the pretty little boy in a hug. "We are going to have lots of
fun today, Danny. Okay?" She could feel fear and tension flow from the
timid child, who smiled and said "Okay" back in a small voice.
"Mom, we have company," Rachael called out as she led Danny, Bobby and
Larissa into the tiny house. "It is like a doll house," Danny said,
looking around at the small living room. Larissa did not comment, but
must have found the house small if she lived in one of the large houses
near Mikki's.
"Well hello. Who have we here," Maria said as she came in from the
kitchen. "I'm making dinner tonight, since I was off today. I hope you
don't mind, Rachael."
"Not at all, Momma. Meet Larissa, who walked home with us, and Danny,
who will join us over supper. His Mom and Mikki are shopping for the
sleepover."
"Welcome Larissa. Rachael told me you just moved to Canada. How are you
liking it so far?" Maria asked.
"Better, now that I am meeting new friends. And Rachael has shown me
some better shops in the town."
"Well enjoy it while the weather is nice. It won't be too long before it
is winter again, and I think that will be a change from France."
"We have snow in France, but not much. Does it get very deep here?"
"No, in this part of Ontario the snow will come for a few days, but then
no more for many days. Not like in the north where it might pile up into
deep drifts. This is the warmest part of Canada."
"Come on, Larissa," Rachael said. "Let me give you the grand tour of the
house. It will only take a minute. Do you want to come too, Danny?"
"Yes please," a small voice said.
Rachael took them upstairs and showed them the three rooms and bath up
there. Luckily Maria had made Bobby's bed, and tidied up his room.
Rachael's room was usually kept neat, and the 'master' bedroom was as
well.
After a few minutes Larissa left for home. Bobby was reading, and Maria
was in the kitchen again. Rachael wanted to talk to her mother about the
date, but decided it would have to wait until the kids were gone.
"So Danny, what do you want to do? You can read, like Bobby is, or maybe
he will read for you. I could read to you if you like."
"Did I see dollies up in your room?" the boy asked. "Can I play with
them? My Daddy won't let me play dollies at home, so I have to use my
animals, and pretend."
"Sure," Rachael said. "I haven't played with my dolls for a long time."
She led the little guy back upstairs, and they sat on the bed.
"So you like to play with dollies, do you?" she asked as she tried to
remember the names of the various dolls from her memories.
"I used to have one, but when I went to school Daddy said I was too old,
and he made me give it to Goodwill. Some little girl somewhere else is
Ariel's Mommy now."
"Well, you can play with these dollies all you like, and if you come
back and visit me, they will be waiting for you."
"Thank you," Danny said. "I like your room. It is very girly. Bobby's
room looked boyish to me. My room at home used to be nicer, but Daddy
made me paint it blue when he took away my dolly. He said blue was a boy
color."
"Do you like blue?"
"Not as much as pink, but yellow is my favorite color."
"Maybe because your hair is such a pretty shade of yellow. Blonde, they
call it. You have pretty hair."
"Your hair is very short, like a boy's."
"It used to be longer. And blonde, like yours. Look." Rachael bent down
and showed Danny where her hair was starting to come in blonde at the
roots. "They call me Pepe at school because of that, because I look like
a skunk, a bit."
Danny giggled. "I like my hair long. Daddy doesn't. He says it makes me
look like a girl. Why doesn't he like girls? He likes Mikki."
"Would you like to be a girl," Rachael asked: the million-dollar
question.
"I ? I think I am a girl, inside," Danny said. "I just have a penis,
that's all."
Wow. Classic transgendered response, Rachael thought. She wondered if
she had been too leading with her questions. A professional really
should talk to the boy. All she could do is provide a bit of support.
"Tell you what, Danny," she said. "Some girls are named Danielle, and
people shorten it to Danni too, but with an i at the end and not a y.
How about I call you Danni with an i from now on, and you will know it
means I think you are a girl."
Danni's eyes lit up. "Can I be a girl for other people too," she asked.
"Well, you have to see doctors first. I am going to talk to your mother
sometime after the sleepover and see if she can take you to one."
"I don't like doctors," Danni said.
"I don't either," Rachael said. "But girls need doctors more than boys
do. And it takes a doctor to find out if you are really a girl inside."
"But I am!"
"Yes, but you need a doctor before you can become a girl for everybody
else. It isn't easy, but if you really want it, and your mom and a
doctor will help you, you could become a girl."
Just then Maria called them down to dinner. Bobby had set the table with
four places.
Rachael said the prayer, holding a small hand in each of hers, with her
mother at the other end of the table. "Dear Lord, please bless this food
that Momma has made for us, full of love. And let Goldie and Rudolph be
well, as well as our new Grandpa. And all of Danni's family. And
finally, let Danni and Bobby grow up into the fine adults they want to
be. Amen." Danni glowed at her in admiration at the thought of growing
up to be the person she wanted to be.
Dinner was a simple spaghetti and sauce, using some of the mushrooms
left over from the pizza last night. There had been half a pizza left,
and Bobby ate half of that, while the other quarter was sliced and
shared by Maria, Rachael, and Danni.
"Boys eat more," she said with a wink to Danni.
After the meal Rachael said she had to wash dishes, and Danni insisted
on helping. Rachael washed, while Danni stood on Bobby's stool next to
her and dried. In short order they had the dishes done, and then they
went into the living room. There wasn't room for three on the easy
chair, so all four of them wound up crowded together on the sofa to
read. Bobby read a bit at first. Danny couldn't read well, so Rachael
just had him look through the words to find the letters in his name.
When he got to the end of the name, he picked out an i.
"Oh, Sweety, I think you need a y for your name," Maria said. Danni
looked up at Rachel, and winked. "I like it with an i," she said.
Rachael took over the reading, using various voices that made the little
ones giggle. Then Maria took a turn, also using voices.
A half hour later Mikki and Andrea appeared to pick Danni up. Andrea
tried to pay Rachael, but the girl refused. Rachael made tea, and Mrs.
Stoner and Maria had a short chat over tea and some of Rachael's
cookies.
After the Stoner's left, Maria volunteered to clear the tea dishes up,
and then called Rachael. Sitting on the counter near the door were two
twenty-dollar bills.
"I said no money," Rachael said. "Mrs. Stoner must have left that. It is
too much, too."
"I'll say. If I could get $20 an hour I'd be baby sitting too."
"What do I do?" Momma.
"You keep it," Maria said. "It is a gift, and a very generous one.
Andrea apparently thinks very highly of you, and wants you to be
available to baby-sit for her at other times. If it bothers you, save a
part of it, and use it to buy Mikki a present for Christmas or her
birthday."
"Okay. But I was just looking after Danni, I really like her ? him."
Maria laughed. "I keep thinking he is a girl too. Isn't that hair
adorable? And she ? I mean he, is so cute. If you put him in a dress he
would look beautiful. Although he would probably scream bloody murder if
you made him wear a dress."
"I'm not so sure," Rachael said. "So tell me. How did the date go?"
Maria smiled enigmatically. "Good. I enjoyed myself. Dinner was lovely.
I don't think I've ever eaten in such a fancy place. And dancing after
was fun. I probably had too much to drink, which is why I missed seeing
you guys in the morning. It is so nice to have a daughter who can man
the ship when I am a bit overboard."
"You deserve it, Momma."
"Anyway, Steve kept me till closing, and we had a lot of laughs and
such. He was a gentleman, and brought me home. We kissed at the door."
"And ??"
"And nothing. There was no spark. It was like kissing a brother. We just
don't connect in the way a couple needs to. Steve wants to take me out
again, but I don't know. I just don't think Steve is the right guy for
me."
Rachael went and hugged her mother tightly. "Only you can decide who is
right. Just don't pick up a drunk or violent person please. Get someone
that loves you, and loves Bobby and me. That's is all I ask."
"Honey, if he doesn't love the two of you, then it is a deal breaker.
Don't worry on that score."
That night, as Rachael went to bed, she prayed as usual. Most of her
prayer was for Danni, who greatly worried the girl. But she also asked
that her mother would meet someone who would 'rock her world'.
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