Foreword
Thank you, one and all, for the critique and for the praise over my original story, "I Like It". I take all comments seriously in an effort to improve my writing and story telling.
It's curious how one can review a story and still miss errors in spelling and grammar, not to mention the flagrant misuses, noted by one kind reviewer. Please enjoy Part II, of this story.
I look forward to added comments and hope that all of you readers will find this next submission better in all respects, than the first. (I have taken the time to re-edit the first submission. If anyone would like a copy, please contact me)
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The years passed, nearly unnoticeable and far too quickly for all of us, with the exception of one event.
In '89 mom and dad died, as the result of a night out and another driver, who had fallen asleep at the wheel. The funeral, highly emotional as funerals go, was attended by family and co-workers, and of course, Jan and I. It wasn't until we were leaving that we noticed Cathy, standing behind most everyone else at the cemetery.
We were happy to see her, even under these, saddest of, circumstances and with Jan's husband, we all returned to the house, for after services mourning. As the evening came to an end, we promised, one another, to keep in closer contact. The promise was kept, with phone calls, e-mails and the cards of birthdays and major holidays. Mom and dad's passing had left Jan and me fairly well off, but our lives were still empty and neither of us really understood why, until...
1994 came, making me 29 and Jan, an even more gorgeous, 28, as far as I was concerned. Five, lonely, years had passed for me. I never involved myself with anyone, feeling I had but one love in my life and that was my sister. Oh, I occasionally bedded one model or another, but nothing serious. I always looked forward to our family gatherings, during the holidays and Jan's surprise flashings, which gave me renewed hope, of our somehow being together, in some weird way.
It was the Forth of July when I received an e-mail from Cathy,
"Arriving in Edgerton today, on 11:30 train! Look forward to spending 4th with you guys! Sorry for late notice, but I need a ride. Come get me!" Cath-LOL
At the time, I thought it was kind a funny, sending a late e-mail and all, but I had nothing else to do anyway. I called Jan and informed her of the news and was even more surprised by her comments.
"Ya, I know. I told Cathy to e-mail you. We've been talking, heavily, for months now and she's in a bad way. She needs us, John." Jan responded.
"Oh really, nice of you to let me know, sis. Speaking of "bad ways", how are you and Steve getting on these days?" I asked back.
"Same old crap, you know. He's pissed about the no kid thing and he keeps badgering me about it. But fuck, John, he knew that going into the marriage. I told him I didn't want kids!" She said, in a despondent tone and added,
"He walked out this morning, telling me "fuck the 4th and my family". He's took the train to go visit his brother in New York. I think we're about through John and that's another thing we need to talk over."
I sighed at Jan's comments, but secretly felt a perverse joy over Jan's dilemma, and made sure she would still be coming later that afternoon.
"Damn right! You don't think I'd leave you and Cathy alone, do you!" She shouted and then finally laughed, bringing a smile to my face.
Looking at my watch, I figured I had 2 Β½ hours before having to leave for the station and decided I'd start getting things ready for the 4th. 45 minutes later, Jan walked through my door.
"John, where are you?" I heard her call out.
"Kitchen, Jan!" I shouted back.
Jan walked through the kitchen doorway and, without saying a word, came up to me, wrapped her arms around my neck and kissed me deep and hard.
"God help me, but I love you so damn much." She said, after pulling away and motioning for me to sit and then went on,
"Look I know you're busy, but Cathy and I will help later. Right now, you need to know a few things and I want you to hear me out, before saying a word."
"Ok." I said, almost stupidly, finding a chair to sit down on.
"Steve, secretly, filed for divorce several weeks ago. I found out last week, by accident and now I'm scrambling to save my ass." She started out, as I sat looking shocked.
"Jan, I can't..." and Jan cut me off, adding,
"Dammit John. Hear me out. I'm putting my inheritance money in your name, that bastard isn't getting a nickel of it. You understand?"
I nodded slowly and took Jan's hand, not knowing if I was trying to comfort her or hide my guilt over the happiness I was starting to feel.
"So, this next week I need you to go with me to the bank. The paperwork is ready and all we have to do sign. After that, I don't give a rat's ass what that moron does!" Jan said finishing and reached out to hug me again.
"Jesus Jan, are you sure? I mean you sound like you've thought it all out, but is there no chance for you two?" I responded back, trying to sound like a concerned brother.
"None John, we're through. I figure with you and me pooling our money we can go anywhere we like and pretty much live the way we want. Whatta ya say brother? You still love your sister?" Jan said, pulling away slightly, giving me her warmest smile.
"Like no one else, except maybe Cathy! She does give a mean blow job!" I chided Jan and received a resounding smack on the cheek.
"Ya? We'll see about that and you're still a shit!" Jan said, laughing.
"Now what?" I asked Jan.
"We've got a little time, and seeing you love your sister, so much, I'm sure you'd go out and grab my bags for me, huh? I think we should get ready and head for the train station. The rest of the prep work we'll take of when we get back, Cathy can help. OK?" Jan said, rising and pulling my hand.
"Bags?" I questioned.
"Yes, bags. I packed some things, figuring I'd stay a few days." Jan came back, as she swatted my ass, sending me on my way, adding,