There Must Be a Mistake Ch. 06

"Show the young woman which ones you want and I'm sure she will get them for you."

We purchased two pair of shoes, one black, and one brown, plus the sneakers and we were off. The young woman waved goodbye. I am sure it was clothes, because I knew I hadn't changed, unless my sister had changed me.

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"I don't know about you little man, but I'm starving. I could eat a Buffalo."

"Dad, no one could eat a whole Buffalo."

"How about a Buffalo Burger or a Buffalo steak or a Buffalo wing?"

"Dad you being funny again; buffaloes don't have wings."

"I'll bet you a dollar that they do."

"I don't have a dollar."

"I'll lend it to you."

"Okay, I'll bet you buffaloes don't have wings."

"Do you see that red and white sign across the street; read what it says."

"Red Hot Buffalo Wings. Dad buffaloes don't have wings."

"I know son, it's the dressing they put on chicken wings and they call it Buffalo Wings."

"Why don't they just call it Chicken Wings?"

"It's advertising. The bigger the lie, the more people will believe you."

"That doesn't make any sense."

"In science it doesn't, in the human condition it does. Do you want Buffalo wings, a Buffalo Burger, a Buffalo steak, or Wendy's?"

"Wendy's please."

"How did I know you were going to say that?"

"Truth in advertising."

It was wonderful to watch a normal child eat. Sitting at a table with my daughter, watching her devour everything except the silverware and the plates she was eating off of was wonderful. How she maintained her weight was beyond any scientific truth, and keeping our refrigerator full was keeping our delivery person very happy. I was thinking about getting a walk-in freezer attached to the side of the garage for the winter, and the more I thought about it the better idea it was. If Gray was going to stay with us, I had a feeling more and more people would be joining our intrepid group as we moved along. Besides the little ones I anticipated joining Jennifer and my family, I felt other scientists would want to jump on board this little adventure of hours in the coming years. Beside the extension on the house I was thinking about building a larger home for Delicious in the northwest corner of the property. It would give her privacy, and separate wings for other "guests" to stay for as long as they desired.

Finally, my cell phone rang, and she yelled at me,

"Where are you?"

"I'm not with you."

"Why not?"

"I was told yesterday that I could not see you until late today. Late today is not a time. Late today is an estimate. I have no idea what estimated time I am supposed to be with you. Your son and I are having a marvelous time talking about Buffalo Wings. He lost a dollar to me, so there."

Jennifer laughed. "You are teaching my son had a gamble at the age of four?"

"Doctor Thyme asked him to take care of his 401(k) last evening. If that's not gambling I don't know what is?"

"You're kidding me, aren't you?"

"I would not lie to you with your son sitting next to me. Where can we meet and what time?"

"I am in the lobby of the hotel. If you're not here in 15 minutes I'm going into the bar and getting plastered."

"Gordon does mommy drink?"

"Yes she does, but after one or two drinks she falls asleep."

Jennifer said, "Nothing is sacred around that child."

"Gordon and I will be there shortly, maybe an hour or three from now."

"If you leave me stranded in this hotel for that long, I'm going to bite that appendage of yours off."

"I have never knowingly used it, so I will not miss it. You on the other hand have knowingly had intimate knowledge of that appendage my dear, and you will miss it."

"Doctor Even Luck listen to me very carefully, I don't like you. I don't like you at all. Get your ass over here and bring me my son."

"Jennifer thank you for reminding me. I forgot to ask Gordon what you looked like in the bathtub."

"Even don't you think about it. I will shave you from the top of your head to the top of your toes if you ask my son that question. You can use the braille method Sunday evening."

"If I ask our son now I can test how good his memory is."

"Dad I can tell you where mommy has a mole."

Jennifer nearly broke my eardrum when she screamed, "Gordon don't you dare tell him, because you will get a spanking if you do."

"Dad I don't think I'll tell you. She spanks real hard."

"Good move son, very good move. Let's go get your mother, then we can really aggravate her."

"You are a dead man Even Luck. After you say 'I do',

YOU ARE DEAD."

The End

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Note: It appears I am going to have to shoot my computer. You have just finished reading Chapter 6, and I hope you enjoyed it as much as I enjoyed writing it.

Begrudgingly, I have started Chapter 7, gnawing at the fingers of my left hand, because I swore this story would be over at Chapter 5. This will include the wedding, and some nighttime shenanigans afterwards. You have earned this because you have stayed with me, and this story without any fooling around, as is prevalent in every Literotica story except Non-Erotic. I don't foresee Chapter 8 ending this tale. It can go one of two ways, but I believe I will branch it off into the Science Fiction area because it will fit better there. The problem is, "I like the name of this story too much to give it up, and it fits so well into the area I want to go. I don't know if Literotica allows a change in categories in cases like this. I guess I'll find out.

As you noticed there was one obvious flaw in the previous chapters when I mentioned that Divine was impregnated during Spring Break. With a birthdate of July 20, and in impregnation date of late March or early April, Delicious would have been a super preemie and a miracle birth at that. So, with writer's privilege, I corrected that error and had Divine have intercourse with Julius Mark at the end of Season Festival, October 25, 26^{th, or} 27^th, on Cape Cod. It's just a technicality, but I figured I would fix it before one of you, and one of you always does pick it up before I do."

Finally, on another note, thank you to all you jokesters who commented on my dear friend and 'WANNABE EDITOR.' Anonymous would surely have enjoyed many of your comments, because I know I did. I replied to at least 13 to 15 of you fine readers, and I laughed to about two dozen more who commented on that error.

Chapter 8 will definitely be the end of this portion of the saga. From their it goes into the building of the spacecraft from the very beginning brainstorming to lift off at the very end. There are many tearjerker endings that can be made out of this and many stunning surprises along the way has new advances in science are made month by month and year by year as Gordon grows and people from past stories come onboard. Many of them were children when you read about them last. Now they are adults with brilliant minds from brilliant parents you may want to read up on them to see how they got where they were and where their chapters left them off at the very end of my other stories.

Goodbye for now, Chapter 7 calls.