Gregory
Patrick
11/16/2022
Jaiden –
Chapter 185
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Greg Patrick
"Hey,
Jay!" "Yes, sir." "We got an invitation to go to Jaiden's and
Peyton's for Thanksgiving dinner. Are you interested?" "What about Jeremy and Carl; you know they
will be home for Thanksgiving."
"Somehow, Dan, them going with us won't be a problem since Peyton put a
note in the invitation to bring them with us."
"Let them know we'll be there and ask if there is anything we can take
for dinner." "Will do."
"Dan, I
talked to Jaiden, and he said if we wanted some wine with our dinner, we are
welcome to bring it, but since they don't imbibe, they won't be purchasing any
spirits - ghosts or otherwise." "Somehow, that sounds just like Jaiden; he's
not going to compromise his values for himself or his family." "True, Dan, and you have to respect him for
that." "Believe me, I do. Something else I love about him and his
family is that I can call them with whatever needs my court has, and they take
care of it. There is no telling how many
children's lives have been saved because of them."
"True, and
everybody they have kept out of jail and placed with adoptive families has
thrived and made something good of their lives.
Leon graduates from Penn State with a Master's degree in Counseling
Psychology and a 4.0 grade-point average to boot. Five short years ago, we'd have all sworn he
would spend his life in prison. And then
there is our son. We probably wouldn't
have Jeremy if it hadn't been for Jaiden and Peyton. Peyton got him a full-ride scholarship to
Wellstone, and he graduates in June with a BS in Micro Biology. I'm praying he goes to med school at LECOM as
Peyton and Jaiden did."
"Dan, I
would be so proud to see our son do that.
It would make me even prouder to see him join the Riley-Reynolds
Pediatric Practice and make it become a Pediatric and Family practice." "That would be incredible, but I don't know
if Jaiden, Peyton, Richard, and Peter would want to expand their practice that
way. We'll have to see when and if the
time comes."
Don and Jay
accepted the Thanksgiving invitation, as did Pete and Allison, Richard and
Sally, Peyton's parents and Jaiden's mom, and, of course, the Pediatric
Practice's office staff and their families.
It was going to be a Thanksgiving dinner to remember.
"Granny, Ginny,
there is going to be a construction crew at the house for a couple of weeks to
expand the deck along the entire back of the house and close it in. The AC and heating crew will be here to run
ac and heating to the deck as well."
"Jaiden, why are you guys doing that?"
"Well, Ginny, it will make it easier for you and Granny to serve the
fifty or so Thanksgiving guests who will be here for Thanksgiving dinner. It shouldn't take you and Granny but about
three, maybe four days, to get all the food, pies, and cakes ready for
everybody." Peyton winked at Granny and
grinned when Jaiden said that to Ginny.
"Jaiden, in
all seriousness, if you think Granny and I are going to fix Thanksgiving dinner
for that many people, you've got rocks in your head! It ain't gonna happen." "Ginny, I was going to pay you five thousand
dollars to prepare the food for everybody."
"Jaiden, you said you wanted to serve Thanksgiving lunch at what time?" "Ginny, we're joking, but if several ladies
in the church want to get together and prepare the food in the fellowship
hall's kitchen, Peyton and I will be glad to make a sizeable donation to your
women`s ministry in the amount I mentioned if they will cook the food. I can order it from a restaurant, but the
ladies' food would be so much better."
"Jaiden, let me make a phone call right quick."
"Sister
Henrietta, this is Martha Stuart. Drs.
Jaiden and Peyton Riley-Reynolds are having a big Thanksgiving dinner at their
house, and they will have it catered by a local restaurant. Still, Jaiden said he would make a sizeable
donation to the women's ministry if we cook the food for his guests." "And how many guests would that be, Sister
Martha?" "He said about fifty family
members and friends, plus the families of the ladies who cook the food." "How much of a donation is he offering to
our women's ministry if we cook the food?"
"Five thousand dollars." "And
he's purchasing the food?" "Yes, mam, he
is." "And when does he want us to have
it ready and on the table?" "Jaiden, what
time would y'all like to have Thanksgiving lunch?" "I don't know, maybe 1:30, give or take 30
minutes."
"Sister
Henrietta, he said maybe 1:30, give or take 30 minutes." "Sister Martha, that's easy fixins for the
lady's group, and if they get to eat a Thanksgiving dinner and not have to
clean their kitchens and houses afterward, they'll jump at the chance. Where does Dr. Jaiden want to have the
dinner?" "At his house. Builders are building the deck across the
entire back of the house and closing it in so it can be heated and
cooled." "Well, it is a big home, but
the number of people you are talking about feeding would be a big crowd in that
house. Ask him if he would mind if we
cook the food at the church and serve it in the fellowship hall?"
"Jaiden,
sister Henrietta wants to know if it would be OK with you and Peyton if the
ladies cook the food and serve it to your guests in the fellowship hall at the
church?" "If the Pastor and Deacons will
allow us to, that is fine. I'll add
another two thousand to the donation to cover the cost of the fellowship hall
and having it cleaned afterward."
"Sister Martha, I heard Dr. Jaiden.
Tell him we'll prepare and serve Thanksgiving dinner in the church
social hall." "Jaiden, y'all buy the
food and have it delivered to the church.
I'll go to the church while the children are in school and let the food
delivery folks into the kitchen to put the food in the refrigerators." "I will do that, Ginny. Thank you so much for getting the ladies
together to cook the food and letting us have the Thanksgiving dinner in the
new church social hall." "Jaiden, you
guys have done so much for our church that there is no way we would say no to
helping y'all."
"Oh, snap,
Ginny, I almost forgot to tell you to invite the pastors and the music minister
and their families. That should make for
a fun crowd of people." "Jaiden, are you
sure you and Peyton want to feed that many people?" "Why not?
We can afford a dinner party like that, especially in the church's
social hall. You know we love the people
in the church, and they seem to love us, so yeah, let's have a big Thanksgiving
dinner; in fact, why don't I have the turkeys and hams prepared by the
Congressional Hill Barbecue restaurant and get the church's ladies to cook some
vegetables that the church family likes and get a few ladies – and men – to
cook pies and cakes for dessert?"
`Jaiden, have you gone nuts?"
"Maybe, but if the whole church chips in and comes, imagine the time of
fellowship we'll have. And the caveat to
that is I can make the donation to the church and have the Board of Elders
distribute it to ministries who need it the most."
"Now, son,
that makes a lot of sense, and I like that plan. The youth can help clean up the social hall
and earn some money for their summer camp funds." "Ginny, the women can buy baseball bats and
golf clubs to keep their husbands in line, and the youth can also purchase some
things to use in the gym so they can have some fun, and I get a tax
deduction. The church can also use some
of the funds to modernize the babies' nursery. If more funds are needed to
complete some of the tasks the church wishes to accomplish, Peyton and I will
be more than happy to supply those funds up to a total of $50,000.00."
"The pastor
was standing with Ginny and Jaiden when he said that and said he didn't know
what to say. Jaiden told him he didn't
have to say anything, that Hashem was rewarding the church for following his
will and becoming a community church accepting of all races and creeds and using
the God card instead of the race card.
The pastor was stunned at Jaiden's comment, but he knew it was true; he
didn't expect somebody outside the church to notice and comment about that.
The weekend
started with a fury getting ready for Thanksgiving. Jaiden ordered 20 turkey breasts and hams
each. Any food left over after the
Thanksgiving meal would be given to needy church members and Erie's homeless
shelters to feed their residents.
The day
before Thanksgiving, there were so many smoker grills that the church's parking
lots were clouded with smoke from cooking the meat. Drivers on the road by the church had
difficulty not pulling into the parking lot to savor the smells of the cooking
hams and turkeys. The odor in the air was heavenly.
The youth
were inside the fellowship hall helping the ladies decorate the room, which
looked beautiful. Plateware and
silverware looked like polished silver and china, although they each were made
from plastics to minimize cleanup. One
thing the pastor did unbeknownst to the Riley-Reynolds clan was to set up four
long tables at the front of the fellowship hall for Jaiden, Peyton, Dale, and
Charley to sit with their children so they could be honored for their
contributions to the church.
Thanksgiving
Day arrived, and ladies brought in so many side dishes for the meal that there
didn't seem to be enough space. But the
ladies performed their magic, and the scene was set for the meal to begin. Church members were told at the mid-week
service to be at the church 45 minutes early on Thursday so everyone would be
seated and ready to show thanks to the four dads and ten children when they
arrived for the meal.
As Peyton,
Jaiden, Dale, and Charley walked into the fellowship hall with their ten
children; they received a standing ovation with thunderous applause. They are Jewish but dearly loved by the
Christian congregation – a love they tried to return regularly. They had helped grow the church, and they
also had helped to make the entire Erie community an incredibly loving town in
which to live.
After grace
was said over the meal, the dads got up to prepare plates of food for their
children. As they turned to walk to the
table where the food was placed, they were met on each side of themselves by
women who crossed their arms and stood in their way, and the mother of the
church looked sternly at them and pointed her finger at their seats. The dads knew what the church's mother meant,
and they sat down. The ladies then
prepared plates of food for the children, giving them food their dads knew they
would not try. They were incredulous
when the ladies started talking to the children and feeding them foods like
Brussels Sprouts, collards, crackling bread, and a sundry of vegetables the
children had never tried. The dads were
happy to see the children enjoying the new foods.
On the way
home, Dale was driving the van when Jaiden said, "Dale, will you please pull
over in the mall parking lot? I need to
get out of the van for a second." As Jaiden
exited the van, he heard Charley exclaim, "DAMN! Did that smell come out of the
children?" Jaiden assured him it did and
that it had been wafting to the back of the van, where it had made Peyton and
him sick on their stomachs. The boys had
produced some rather malodorous stenches in the past, but this day proved their
worst!
Jaiden got
out of the van and walked to the rear of it, where he lost everything he had
eaten at the church. Peyton went to the
front of the van, where he did the same thing.
Charley was sitting in the front passenger seat watching Peyton vomit,
saying, "I'm not going to do it, I'm not going to do it...the hell I'm not," as
he opened the van's door, leaned to his right and puked all over the side of
the van.
The children
had their coats on since it was freezing outside, so to make it possible to
continue toward home, Jaiden and Peyton, with Charley's help, opened every
window in the van and moved the children to the rear of the van, making room
for the dads to sit in the front seats.
The dads made it home, but they were genuinely green looking. Dale thought it was hilarious to see the
other dads like that; that is, until he picked up Alaina Noelle to get her out
of the van, and she farted right in his face...at his nose. He started turning Irish green as he put his
daughter on the ground, pointed to the house door, and ran to the side of the
driveway, where he puked his guts up.
Charley and
Jaiden were laughing their butts off because Dale had acted like he couldn't
smell anything. From what he did at the
edge of the driveway, Jaiden and Charley knew he had gotten a full dose of what
he had denied. Peyton started ribbing
Dale saying, "What's wrong, Dale? Did
you eat something that didn't agree with you?
Was everything as good coming up as it was going down? Do you have something left in your mouth that
you can chew and swallow again?"
Dale gave
Peyton an eat crap look, turned and ran back to the edge of the driveway, and
released stomach contents he would have sworn couldn't possibly still be in his
gut. Charley walked to Dale, put his arm
around his mate, and said, "Are you all right, Babe?" "That ticked Dale off to no end, and he
turned to Charley and said, if you had romance on your mind for tonight, forget
it. I didn't laugh at you the way you
laughed at me. I hope I develop diarrhea
tonight! If I do, I will slide next to you and let it go so you can roll over
into it." "Dale, you wouldn't!" "Wanna bet?"
Dale had no intention of doing that, but Charley didn't know that. He would lay awake all night, worrying Dale
would make it possible for him to say the following day that he had been shat
on. While Charley lay awake, Dale would
sleep like a newborn baby.
On Friday
morning, all the dads were off from work except Jaiden, who would be making
rounds at the hospital. They all arose
with sore muscles from the heaving they'd done the day before. The children got up and headed for the bathroom
before eating a breakfast Dale, and Peyton had prepared for them. When the dads went to help the children clean
themselves, their sickness started all over again.
As the
children sat at the table eating their breakfast, the dads tried to figure out
what made them so gaseous. Then it dawned on them: cruciferous vegetables, especially the
Brussels Sprouts, and the collards and turnips – all eaten without a drop of
Beano. After the children went outside
to play, Charley looked at Dale and Peyton and said, "I'll be damned if that
will happen again; I can't take that, and I have a stomach as strong as
iron!" Dale and Peyton agreed, saying,
"AMEN!"
"Dale, I
just saw Charley running hard up the stairs.
Do you think he could be sick again?"
"Probably; let me go check."
Charley opened the French door to go inside when he said, "never mind,"
he closed the door and sat down on the deck.
"Dale, aren't you going to go check on Charley?" "No need to; I could hear him puking at the
door." Peyton got up, went to the
kitchen, got three small glasses, and filled them with cold water from the
fridge, to which he added an adult dosage of paregoric. He handed a glass to Dale, told him to drink
it, and then take the other glass to Charley.
As Dale headed upstairs, Peyton drank his dose.
When Jaiden
got home from the hospital, he had ten tee shirts with the words, "DO NOT FEED
ME CRUCIFEROUS VEGETABLES BEFORE MY DADS SAY IT'S OK!" The other dads looked at Jaiden and asked why
he had gotten those shirts printed at the mall.
Jaiden looked at Peyton, Dale, and Charley and said, "guys, I have been
puking all morning at the hospital. I
left my lab coat in the van, and I couldn't get the odor from yesterday out of
it." Everybody got a good laugh from
Jaiden saying that.
Peyton
didn't say a word as he got up and walked to the garage, where he took a pair
of grabbers and reached into the van to get Jaiden's lab coat. He held the coat at arm's length as he went
inside to drop it into the washing machine; he has rounds on Sunday. He put Jaiden's coat with his and then went
back outside, opened the garage door and every window in the van to air it
out. He double-washed the lab coats with
laundry sanitizer and fabric softener, Downey Spring Scent, his favorite. After the second wash, the odiferous smell
was finally gone, and he hoped it would be out of the van by lunch on Sunday
afternoon.
Jaiden was
upstairs in Peyton's and his bedroom as Peyton got the lab coats washed. When he came downstairs, he was dragging a
lumpy garbage bag. Peyton asked him what
was in the bag, and he said the clothes the four dads had worn home in the
van. He walked to the washer, dumped the
clothes inside, and added double soap pods, four caps full of laundry
sanitizer, and double fabric softener.
When the machine had washed the clothes, he sniffed the shirts and was
happy the odor was gone as he put the shirts in the dryer."
"Jaiden,
drink this." "What is it, Peyton?" "Paregoric, love; and you need it." Jaiden pushed Peyton's hand away and wouldn't
drink the medicine, so Peyton took out his phone, dialed Jaiden's mother's
number, and got her on the cell phone.
"High, Mom,
this is Peyton; how are you today?" "I'm
doing well; how is my favorite son-in-law doing?" "Well, Mom, your son-in-law, your son, Dale,
and Charley vomited profusely yesterday on the way home from Thanksgiving
dinner." "Really; why?" Somebody at the church where we hosted a
Thanksgiving dinner fed the children cruciferous vegetables, mainly Brussels
Sprouts, some turnips, and a heap of collard greens. We have no idea what else the ladies got the
children to eat, but we can all tell you that the children had horrific gas on
the way home, and we had to stop the van at the mall so Jaiden could get out
and vomit because of the stench the children created. When Jaiden went to the back of the van, I
went to the front, and Charley was watching me and kept saying he wasn't going
to be sick, then suddenly said the hell I'm not. He leaned out the van door and puked all over
the side of the van."
"Dale
thought it was funny and laughed at us, so while we were getting out of the
van, Jaden, Charley, and I went inside to the bathroom as Dale was getting the
children inside. When he lifted Alaina
Noelle out of the van, she passed gas right in front of his nose, and he had to
run to the edge of the driveway and release his lunch... twice!" Jaiden's mother was laughing so hard he could
hear her from where he was sitting on the couch in the den. "Peyton, did Jaiden take anything to stop his
nausea?" "No, mam, I fixed him some
paregoric, and he refused to drink it."
"That's interesting. Don't tell
him, but I have next week off, so I`ll catch a plane at four and fly up for a
couple of days if that is all right with you."
"Oh, that would be wonderful, Mom.
Text me when the plane lands, and I will make an excuse to go to the
store to get a few things and pick you up at the airport." "OK, Peyton; love you." "Love you too, Mom."
"Who was on
the phone, Peyton?" "Oh, it was
Mom. I haven't spoken with her in a
couple of weeks, so I thought I'd call her."
"Is everything OK on the farm?"
"It is, babe; it's just cold there as it is here. There have been a few storms moving through
from Texas."
Peyton walked
onto the deck to watch the children play, and Charley followed him
outside. "Peyton, that wasn't your mom,
was it?" "Charley, I said it was Mom." "Yeah, you did, but you didn't say it was
your mom." "You are right; I didn't...
and it wasn't." "You sly dog, you; you
called Jaiden's mom when he wouldn't take the medicine, didn't you?" "I didn't say that either, Charley." "No, you didn't, but that smirk on your face
says you did."
"Well, think
what you want, Charley, but around 6:30, I will need to pick up a few
things." "Yeah, I bet you'll get a
mother-in-law and at least two suitcases."
Charley smiled and didn't say a word; he was positive Peyton called
Jaiden's mom and that she would be at the airport by 6:30 that evening." Charley started back into the house when
Peyton stopped him. "Charley, if you say
a word about this inside, I'll slip you a mickey that will make yesterday feel
like an easy day in the park." "You
wouldn't dare, Peyton!" "Oh, no? Say something about this inside." "You really would, wouldn't you?" "Not saying, Charley, but if I were you, I
wouldn't give any hints or outright comments inside."
Charley
shook his head and walked into the house.
Dale looked at Peyton and said, "you called Mom Reynolds, didn't you?"
"You know I did, but I'm not outright telling Charley, and I'm surely not going
to tell Jaiden." "What time is she
supposed to be here, Peyton?" "6:30;
I'll go to the store around 6 to pick up a few things." "Dude, that is freaking hilarious; you make
life so fun and loveable." "Thanks, bro.
You make it easy for me to have some fun because you always have my back. And I'm damn sure going to feel awesome
seeing Jaiden's face when his mom walks through the door."
"Don't you
think Jaiden is going to be mad?" "Nah,
he won't be mad; he'll be furious, but I guarantee next time I give him some
medicine while he's sick, he'll take it when I give it to him." "Is there something you can give him before
he realizes it, like a quick shot in the butt?"
"I could give him a shot of Phenergan, but I don't like to do things
like that since that may be going over the line with Jaiden." "Yea, you're probably right. She'll eat him alive if he tries to argue with her."
"Dale, I
know I'm right; that's why I call his mother... and let her do it. He won't dare argue with her; he knows
better. She will eat him alive if he
tries to do that." "Have you seen her do
that?" "No, Jaiden is usually cautious
not to make her mad. As I said, he knows
better."
"Peyton, how
long is Mom Reynolds going to stay?"
"She's off next week, so the amount of time she'll be here is
open." "Dude, I am so going to love
watching the fireworks when she walks through the door." "Frankly, Dale, so am I." "You know, Peyton, there is something else I
am going to enjoy watching." "And that
would be, Dale?" "Jaiden biting you in
the ass." "That may happen, bro, but it
will be in the bedroom with the door shut, locked, and the lights out."
"Jaiden,
watch the boys for a few minutes while I go to the store, please." "OK.
What are you going to get at the store?
Groceries? My mom from the airport? Don't forget to get some strawberry ice cream
for Alaina and chocolate fudge for the boys."
"OK. Is there anything you'd like
for me to get for you?" "Yes; a return
ticket to Abingdon, first class on Delta."
"Stop being facetious, love."
"OK, Peyton, I will. Just don't
be long getting back with mom so the boys will have some time to tire her out
so I can go to bed early." "Jaiden,
don't be funny. What makes you think I
am going to pick her up at the airport?"
I just have a feeling of extreme dread because she knows I have been
stressed out lately and haven't felt as good as I should. Call it her mother's intuition – and your
telephone call." "My what?" "Your call to her earlier this week." "I have no idea what you're talking about,
Jaiden." "Maybe you don't, but the cell
phone bills do; I looked at them when they came in the mail today."
"You
jerk! Why didn't you say something
before now?" "It's more fun to rib you a
little bit and see you get anxious; besides, she needs some time away from her
office; she's getting old, you know!"
"Babe, you better pray your mom never hears you say that; she'll show
you just how young she is." "Not if I
get a running head start; she won't."
"Sweetheart,
sometimes I don't believe you; you always know what's going on." "Peyton, it's called keeping your ears open
and against the door and keeping your mouth shut. You learn a lot more when you say nothing and
listen to everything. If you see Geoff,
ask him how he knows what his grands will do before they do it. Keep your mouth shut and your ears open if
you want to know what is going on."
"Well, since
you know the secret - boys, do you want to go with Daddy Jaiden and me to pick
up Grandma at the airport?" "Can we
watch planes take off, Daddy?" "Yes,
Mark, for a little bit if Grandma isn't too tired. You love to watch airplanes, don't you,
son?" "Yes, sir; I love to ride on
airplanes too." "What do you like best
about flying on an airplane, buddy?" "I
like when it goes in the air from the ground; that's fun."
Jaiden said,
"I like it when the jet takes off, too, Mark, and I like it when the plane
lands because it means everything was OK on the trip." "What else do you like, Mark?" "Daddy, those ladies who give me snacks and a
drink, they have pretty legs and milk cartons."
"Mark, where did you learn that?"
"From my friends at school. Jamie
and Jarred go somewhere on a jet every month, and they said their daddy always
says the ladies have pretty legs and milk jugs." "Well, that's not something we should say,
OK?" "OK, Daddy; I won't say it anymore
unless we are on a plane and the ladies have pretty legs and have milk jugs on
their cart."
Jaiden was
relieved that Mark had no idea what Jamie's dad meant by milk jugs, that would
be hard for him to explain to a flight attendant if Mark, or especially if
Nathan Robert chimed in, because there is no telling what he would say or when
or where he'd say it. Peyton was
standing in the kitchen laughing his butt off at Jaiden and Mark's
conversation. When he stopped laughing
enough to catch his breath, Jaiden heard him exclaim, "Oh God, that was so
funny!"
Everybody
piled into the van and headed for the airport.
When they got there, Jaiden's mom's plane was landing. They got the children out of the van and went
to the carousel so the boys could watch for their grandma riding down the
escalator. When the boys saw her, they
ran to greet her and see what treats she had brought for them on this
trip. The boys like root beer lollipops,
and she brought them a large bag full of the treats on this visit. Jaiden grabbed the bag before the boys could
open it and told them they could have one per day until they were gone. If he had let his sons hold on to the bag of
lollipops, they would have been gone before bedtime, and he and Peyton would be
nursing upset stomachs the next day.
"Mom, have
you had anything to eat tonight?" "Not
yet; how about if I treat everybody to a seafood buffet." Mom Reynolds had done it; she one-upped
Jaiden before he could stop her. The
children were yelling at the thought of going to the buffet and getting their
favorite seafood. Peyton looked at
Jaiden when his mom spoke about going to the seafood house, and he knew it
irked Jaiden by how his face turned red.
When they
arrived at the restaurant, Jaiden's mom walked into the restaurant with the children
and got them a table in the corner of the dining room. Peyton took a moment to ask Jaiden if he was
upset because his face had turned so red.
"Love, it did irk me, but I have a plan to get even." "And what is that plan, Jaiden? I will develop a dire need to go to the
bathroom when the boys do the same, and Mom will have to help them in the
bathroom." "Jaiden, that is mean!" "Damn straight it is, but Mom will think twice
before suggesting a meal like that for the boys before asking us for our opinion,
and she won't fuss about it either; she'll just wrinkle her nose and gag for
twenty minutes."