13). The blanket, dresser and pottery I made in High School.

This is one of those things that really freaks me out..... I can't question it..... I just have to believe in fate!

I was 17 almost 18..... I was still living at home and went to a concert with a fellow High School friend named Bob. We had a riot and we drank some drinks and smoked some pot. I got home from the concert feeling all buzzed up and just enjoyed my very first concert.. I went to bed and when I got up in the morning my Dad was so mad at me for not letting our cat outside... I must have still smelled like alochol or pot because he said to me. "Did you smoke pot lastnight?" I could not lie, he was a big man, so I admitted that yes I did smoke some that night at the concert, He pulled my hair and yelled at me for not letting the cat outside and told me to pack my stuff and find another place to live. I was not even 18 years old yet....... So I called Steve and Kathy. Yes. My husband's ex wifes name is also Kathy. Her's was Kathryn and mine is Katherine. Funny stuff!
Anyways, I talked to Kathy and asked her if I could rent a room that my Father and I just had a huge fight. She said sure... So I packed up my bed, my blanket, my dresser, the pottery I made in High School and all my belongings and drove out to Taylor and moved into their spare bedroom. I lived with them for about 2 months while I was working out in Birmingham at a Life Insurance Company. They were paying me for my handwriting skills. I have to admit I have beautiful handwriting. They were paying me to write out envelopes with Clients names.. I loved that job. It was right up my alley as being a writer I love writing no matter what it was.... So I would drive back and forth from Birmingham to Taylor 5 days a week having a fun life. Then........ My girlfriend Janine and her parents were moving to Florida and needed someone to take care of the house they lived in until it was sold. So they called and asked me if I wanted to live rent free in a beautiful house and the only thing I had to do was keep it clean for prospective clients that wanted to possibly buy the home. I packed my suitcase and moved into the house, Totally furnished. I needed nothing but my clothes. I spent the whole summer waking up to RUSH and jamming out big time. I loved having my privacy and just this big huge house to myself. That's when I went out on a Blind date with a Musician. He was a drummer in the band called MB Rocks. He came to the house in his Van and we went to one of his band practices. I was hooked line and sinker right at that moment. He was so very talented and could play the drums like Steve Perry from some band, I forget right at the moment.... Oh and when he sang Marvin Gaye..... Dang..... he sang Simply Red, he could sing anything. We went from Bar to bar every weekend and on the other nights he had band practice. I even got to sing back up sometimes when he let me. He knew I was a good singer...... LOL He did not want to compete against me... hee hee hee..
He took me to the movies at Fairlane and we watched Dawn of the Dead and he walked like he was dead all the way back to the van. He could sing, dance, play the drums and act too. We once went to the Cemetary on Ford Road and got drunk and he pretended to be dead for over an hour, until I decided to unzip his pants and take them off. He snapped out of his dramatic mood right then and there. Oh what a blast we had...... I was living it up... Getting dressed up every weekend watching them sing for people and dance and just have so much fun. His parents were awsome, she made the best homemade chicken soup I ever tasted! We actually fell in love and moved in together. We had a trailer out in Farmington on 8 mile...... That's when he found his other obsession. Fish... I mean salt water fish, he loved everything water. We had a water bed, a fish tank in the living room, a fish tank in the bedroom, a fish tank in the kitchen all I ever heard at night was bubbling water. It sorta soothed me at night when he was out playing in the bars and I stayed home. Then this one night he got home later than expected..... He was complaining of a back ache. I mean really complaining. I was drilling him, Where ya been, why are you home so late, blah, blah blah..... he could barely stand up... So I drew him a hot bath and his long legs and naked body and he laid in that bathtub for hours. Really moaning out in pains. I did not believe him at first and then I started to believe him once I saw him almost scream in pain. I drove him to the hospital and come to find out he had Kidney stones............... Oh did I ever feel about a half inch tall for not believing him. I never will doubt anyone for the rest of my life from that personal experience.....

© Kiki LaFleur-Wilson

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