Surprise Visit

"Um, I'll meet you there?" You ask.

Your grandmother looks at you hard. "Why don't you come with us Elie Belly? After that dizzy spell there I'm not sure you should be driving." She takes your face in her hands and studies your face closely. She asks seriously. "Are you...are you pregnant El? I used to get light headed when I was carrying your Mom."

"No...no, no, no, it's not that." You could see both of them were quite worried about you. After thinking about it you decide to take them up on your offer. Without your license on you you didn't want to risk getting pulled over on the way. "Okay, I'll go with you." You pull your car key off your ring and kick it under Chloe's door.

The three of you head back down stairs, taking the elevator. Your grandpa staying close in case you fall again. Once more you admire how they move with a natural grace. Their laid back lifestyle seeming to do wonders for their overall health. You get to their rental car and start heading to your house. Grandpa drove with grandma in the passenger seat, you in the back. Along the way you visit. You ask about their trip and ask how life was in Vietnam. They tell you a few stories and tell you about how happy they are with their life there. They invite you, or Elsie actually, to come visit sometime.

Along the way you text Chloe about your car and ask her to drive it to your house when she comes over. Your grandma looks back. "You playing one of your video game matches Elie. Helen's told us you spend lots of time on those. You scoring lots of points?"

You look up a bit dumbfounded. "Um...I was just texting Chloe."

Grandpa looks at you through the rear view. "Groovy." He then speaks up as if Chloe could hear him. "Hey Chloe doll!"

You shake your head and can't help but smile at your luddite grandparents.

As you get closer to the house your grandma turns back to you. "Say...Elsie. I know your mother won't know but um...if any of you kids have a...you know...someone you know who sells you some special cigarettes..." She is giving you the 'know what I mean' look.

You laugh. "Like weed?"

Her face brightens. "Exactly!"

"Fiona maybe." You suggest.

She nods. "Okay, we'll talk to her." She gives you a wink. "Purely medicinal."

"Sure Grandma."

She chuckles. "Grandma? When did you call me Grandma? You talk like Jesse now."

You are so damn happy to see your house come into view that you were barely listening. Elsie was near. Your grandpa pulls into the driveway. You all get out of the car. Your grandpa says. "Leave the bags, I'll get my dude Jesse to come help me with them."

You were barely holding it together, it took everything you had not to sprint to the front door. You all head inside.

At the sound of the door Elsie comes running down the stairs frantic to see you. She doesn't even see who you were with, her pained **** expression tell you she had as hard a time as you. The pair of you rush together and hold each other close. The love and relief you feel as you reunite is like nothing else. You just sigh and hold each other close.

She finally pulls back and looks you in the eye with the happiest smile. "I'm so happy to see you." She whispers.

You smile back. "Me too El, me too."

It takes you a moment to again notice your two silent and stunned grandparents standing in the entryway. You and El turn your heads together to look at their shocked faces. El chirps happily. "Gran! Grampy!"

Your grandmother just jabbers. "El...Elie Belly? Wha....?"

Your grandpa joins her. "Woahhh man! I think I might be having a flashback Patty."

"It's real Harry, it's real."

You say. "I told you I was Jesse."

Your grandpa looks at El. "My little flower? That's you? And that's...that's Jesse!?" They literally couldn't believe what they were seeing.

What you feel next was took you off guard. As he says 'my little flower' the feeling of unmistakable attraction beams out from Elsie toward her grandpa, unmistakable sexual attraction. Elsie!?

You see her blush and you both can't help but giggle. She thinks. I can't help it. He looks a bit like an older you, from before. He's hot!

You continue to giggle. You didn't blame her one bit. For an old fella he was put together and he had a cool laid back charm about him. Grandma looked pretty good for her age too. They don't know. You think. About 'the secret'.

I know. She responds.

Your mother calls out from her office. "Elsie! Who's here?"

Your grandma responds in a very forceful maternal sort of tone. "Helen! You've got some explaining to do!"