Spookychild’s writings

 Unexpectedly, Brad grinned. “Oh. I suppose it has to be about Susie?”

Samuel  Scowled More now. “Brad, You know that I don’t like you to mention her name. Coming out of your mouth, it’s just a dirty word.”

 But Brad continued to grin. “Samuel, what if I told you that she isn’t dead?”

 Samuel blinked. He thought maybe he had heard his father. Incorrectly. Or maybe his father was teasing him. So finally, he said, “fuck off.”  And stood taking his empty snack packages out of the room.

“ Hey, Sam, don’t go. I’m serious.” Brad said jumping up.

Samuel whirled on his father. “Brad, I’ve had it with your jokes about Susie. I love her I will always love her. You are a dick and have no idea what she was like.”

Brads  Eyes got huge. “I know exactly what she’s like.” He said

 Samuel didn’t respond to that. Only his eyes narrowed. “OK, Brad, have it your way. You claim that she’s alive. Where is she been for the last two years and three months?” He waved his free hand around.

“ Well,  She is still in town but sick. her family made up the lie because  She has an immune suppressant disease and has to live underground, and all air must be  Filtered through an elaborate system..” Brad explained.

 Samuel  Took a deep breath and held it for a moment. Finally, he exploded. “You are the worst dad. I can’t believe that you would make up this story.  Do you really think I am dumb enough to believe what you just said?“  He went stomping away through the empty containers in the trash, and then started down the hall towards his room.

Brad came right on his heels. “Sam, wait. I can prove it to you. You can meet her!” He grabbed Samuel’s arm.

 Samuel stopped dead in his tracks and faced his father. “Are you screwing with me?”  He demanded.

“ Sam, I swear this is legit. I talked to her stepfather. I explained the situation. He is completely willing for you to come and visit her occasionally. You have to clean up and you can’t stay long but you can date now, isn’t that awesome?” Brad’s  Eyes were shining.

 Sam still didn’t believe it. “When!” he almost shouted.

“ Tomorrow afternoon, if you’re ready.” Brad let his arm go.

“What time!” Samuel boomed.

“ I’ll call him for an exact time. He just said tomorrow afternoon. But you can’t stay too long. Remember not more than an hour and a half. She’s weak and can’t sit up very long.  She also can’t always speak.“ Brad explained.

Samuel was Feeling faint? Was Susu alive?  He still didn’t fully believe it, but Tomorrow, seeing her tomorrow? He had to sit down. “ OK, Brad. Tell him I want to come over tomorrow. And if you are fucking with me—”

“ Sam, I promise this isn’t a joke. She is alive and you will see her tomorrow.” Brad held up his hand.