Crystal Trino's Journal Nov 26 2006 Entry

November 26. Sunday Night.

Hi Journey.

"Plains, just how many times must I completely say it, that you are crazy for worrying about Casey?"

Thanksgiving night, shooting the breeze with my people at Carm’s. Mom and Dad and the kids were out strolling about Rockefeller Plaza. Dad owned up he was a bit afraid to try skating, but maybe if one of the twins held his hand….

Carmen opened her mouth to rebut that, but Sid jumped in instead: "No, Dakota, you’re wrong. Both of these sisters are quite right to worry. Casey’s in terrible danger from her very own family. But it’s the sisters we have to worry about, not some radicals in Egypt or Polynesia chasing her about the place."

"It’s Melanesia," Carmen interjected, elbowing him in the rib. "And you very much know it, Sid. All you lawyers are the same."

"Dearest, if that were true, then why didn’t you choose me all those years ago when I first met your little sister?" Sid deadpanned.

"You weren’t a lawyer then. Besides, I wasn’t quite ready for a sex change."

Percy just couldn’t hold back any more. "Plus you were such a nerd back then, Sid."

"At least my clothes matched."

I roared. "Yeah, I’m sure they matched the mates they left back in the department store. They certainly didn’t match each other. Who dresses you nowadays?"

Dakota raised her hand.

"You’re kidding, right?" Carmen asked.

Dakota nodded sheepishly.

"No way. Since college?"

She nodded again, but this time I sensed a bit of pride in it. "Sure. Crystal, he just looked so pathetic whenever he came up to visit us at Smith."

Carmen couldn’t resist: "Wasn’t looking pathetic a requirement just to get in at Smith?"

I opened my mouth to counter-jibe, but Dakota beat me to it. "Typical Mt. Holyjoke humor. At least we only looked pathetic."

"Enough banter," Percy said. "Crystal, let’s us have a look at this book Carmen was telling us about."

I shot a look at my sister. I thought that when I told her about the book it was just going to be our secret, but I guess I was wrong. That’s what I get for thinking.

I got up and fetched it from my overnight bag. No motel this time, Journey. I just bagged it on Sisi’s couch. SetCo is putting them up in temporary housing until the people renting their house on Long Island leave. Right now it looks like they’ll be out of Manhattan by the first of February. Still, this place isn’t bad. Three furnished bedrooms and a nice living room/family room. Too bad the decorator was drunk when she chose the drapes, but other than that not a bad flat.

I handed it to my brother-in-law. "Careful not to tear it. I’ve tried steam and a knife, but for the life of me I can’t pry apart those two sheets."

"Back in a minute," he said. Then he ducked into their bedroom before I could say a word.

The rest of us chatted; Dakota’s back on again with Wyatt Hyatt--although he couldn’t make it out for dinner. Sid’s not on with anybody, and Carmen pursed her mouth into a coy grin when we pressed if she and Percy had learned any Japanese derivatives of Kama Sutra positions during their extended stay.

Percy returned in just a few minutes, presenting me the book with the two sheets perfectly separated.

"But how…" I started to ask.

"Lawyer magic," Sid finished. Percy nodded.

Carm just nodded in his direction. "Told you he was good between the sheets."

We all talked until way past Midnight. Good things, J. Good memories built this Thanksgiving.

For an hour or so I didn’t even think about how much I wanted Casey there with us.

Goodnight, Journey.

PS. Yes, of course I’ll let you know what was on those pages. All in good time, my dearest J. All in good time.

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