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    A helping hand and a push in the right direction

    Story written on June 19, 2006 by toribio.
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    Story Shortlink: https://www.assertive-maroon-jellyfish.104-250-143-187.cpanel.site/?p=61368
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    B/T 9 years after season one but a possible reconnection


    A helping hand and a push in the right direction BY Toribio

     


     


    Eli Porter Kennard (Eli)

     


    So, in my short life I’ve acted on a few crazy ideas but I usually level that out with being pretty responsible. But I have to tell you ever since I started to put my plan into motion I’m starting to think that I may have taken this too far. See initially I was just going to write a letter a couple of months ago to the woman who my aunt Sandy describes as "mom’s long lost love," except for the part where she’s lost apparently they all know where she is and after some digging around so do I (you can find almost anything on the internet). But I’ll explain all that some other time, anyway my uncle Bryce and aunt Sandy caught me writing the letter and somehow they thought that I was writing a letter to a girl I liked their advice was to talk to the girl in person, so after some serious planning I decided to go to L.A. and plead the case in person. So how does a kid my age manage a trip across the country without raising any red flags (I may be doing this for my mom but that doesn’t mean I want to scare her to death thus ending my life), it took a lot of planning and a lot more patience. But here I am, it’s 10am on a Saturday, and I’m standing in front of her house with my backpack (with everything you need to navigate/explore a city), a picture of this woman holding my mom in her arms, a gift I bought her in New York (my best friend Sara helped me pick it out), and dressed in my Sunday’s best (which caught a lot of people’s attention on the city bus). I’m sort of nervous but my aunt Grace always says "never let them see you sweat," so here I go. I press her door bell once but there’s no answer, I press it again but still no answer (her car is in the driveway so I know she’s here), I go back to the door and alternate between ringing the doorbell and knocking on the door (I know its not the most polite way to get someone to open the door or the best conditions to meet her for the first time but my window of time is shrinking and if I want to keep to my schedule I have to get her to open the door).

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