Chapter 3
"Mother of the Year?"
Ellen would never win a 'Mother of the Year' award from anyone with the exception of her two sons, Jake and Danny. She had come to visit all three of her children at Jake's apartment and had wound up 'sleeping' with both of her sons. Well, one at a time. It all started with her nursing both boys (separately) most of their life, off and on. Neither boy had ever married but then they were young yet. Jake was 25 and Danny was 22. In between was their sister Annie, age 23.
Annie was supposed to be coming in tomorrow. She didn't live very far away but tended to lead her own life, her own way and on her own terms. She loved her mother and two brothers but...well...her mother was really wimpish and her two brothers were 'mama's boys'. Her mother had babied the boys their whole life. Annie wasn't jealous, just a little envious of their easiness around each other. The two boys were always loving on mom and she just always felt a little like an outsider.
Jake was kinda different from her and Danny. He was stronger, meaner and mouthier. He had tried messing with her when she was younger but she had let him know in no uncertain terms that he was her brother, not her boyfriend. Danny was a love. He was gentle and kind and everything that Jake wasn't. It was as if they had two different dads but, of course, they didn't.
Ellen went in and showered and put on fresh clothes. She had just had sex with her youngest son and had to get a grip on all that had happened today. First Jake, now Danny. When she came out of the bathroom, Danny had left and gone to the other guest room to clean up. They had all thought Annie was coming in tonight but she called and said she'd be here tomorrow and lunch was on her.
Ellen took a deep breathe and opened the bedroom door and went down the hall into the living room. She smiled and as she entered the room and said, "Good evening boys."
Jake was sitting on the couch, talking on his cell phone and nodded at her to come sit down by him. It was getting dark out and the lights of the city were on. It was a beautiful view and Jake had arranged the living room so you could have the view of the fireplace and the city all at the same time.
"What an incredible view" she complimented. Jake had just recently moved into this apartment. He was a Corporate Attorney and had gotten an incredible raise with the firm he was associated with. She was very proud of his accomplishments. As is usual in families when one sibling hits the jackpot in life, the other seems to do the opposite. Danny was accomplished in his own right but not according to Jake. Danny had gone the other direction and chose to help humanity as opposed to his bank account. He was director of the Domestic Violence Service in Springfield. It was a non profit business who assisted battered women.
His easy going, bright, compassionate personality had taken him more into fame than fortune. He had managed to bring the service into the 21st Century by updating their computer systems, ramrodding the building of a new 80 bed shelter for battered women and their children, and he was comfortably living his dream in a small apartment on the south side of Springfield . In his eyes, he was doing as well as (or better than) his brother.
Danny called his mother once a week to check on her and always remembered on the important days, such as her birthday, mother's day, Christmas, etc. In other words, the basics.
Jake on the other hand remembered Christmas.
Jake yawned and said, "what do you want to do about supper you two?" How about pizza in? Or would you rather eat out?" Ellen smiled at her firstborn and remembering her sore bottom, said "I think pizza is fine. What about you Danny?"
Danny shrugged and said "that's fine." He walked over and sat on the other side of his mo
They ordered the pizza and bread sticks and a couple of liters of Coke. When it arrived, it was delivered by a girl not more than 20 years old by the name of Sarah.
Jake flipped off as he gave her a healthy $10.00 tip, "what time do you get off, Honey?"
