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Picket Fences! Part 40.2
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Picket Fences! Part 40.2


Over at the church . .


"Are you going to take me home with you?", asked Nathan.


"Yeah, I reckon so. Let me call my wife before she goes to work", he said.


Jonathan used the telephone in the study to call Shannan.
"Sweetheart, I'm bringing a houseguest home. I'll explain when I get home", he said.


"Well . . . it's kinda short notice. I wish you had let me know sooner."

"I'm sorry but I just found out myself", said Jonathan, "We'll be there in a few minutes.


"Did your wife get mad when you told her you were bringing me home?", asked Nathan.

"No, she's pretty understanding", said Jonathan. "At least I hope she is", he thought to himself.


"Thank you Rev. Woods", said Jonathan.


Then Jonathan left with his son to go home.




"Wow, this is where you live! This is a cool place", said Nathan.


Shannan was sitting on the sofa . . .
"Sweetheart, I want you to meet someone", said Jonathan.


"Shannan, this is Nathan Jordan. Nathan, my wife Shannan", said Jonathan.

"I'm glad to meet you Mrs. Henry", said Nathan.

"You can call me Shannan", she said, "Mrs. Henry makes me feel so old."


"The guestroom is all ready for you. You can put your things in there", she said.


"Thank you but I ain't got no things", said Nathan.

"Oh, well . . . alright", she said.


"You go see your room while I explain things to my wife", said Jonathan.


"Jonathan, who is that boy?", she asked.

"Come sit down and I'll explain", he said.


"Nathan's my son. His mother and I were friends, when I lived in Pleasantview. I swear I didn't know he existed until today", said Jonathan.


"Where's his mother now?", asked Shannan.

"Apparently she died recently. I didn't get a chance to ask Nathan what happened", he said.


"Jonathan, are you sure you're his father?", asked Shannan.

"Yeah, I'm sure. I rented a room from Elizabeth's folks right after I left the orphanage. She and I were both young and . . . well you can guess the rest. Besides that, I was her first woo hoo. I found my own place and moved out shortly afterwards. She never contacted me to tell me she was pregnant", Jonathan explained.


"I love you Jonathan and I would have married you whether you had a child or not. We both wanted childern, so you having Nathan now has given us a head start", she said.

"I didn't think it was possible, but I love you even more now for accepting my son as your own", he said.


Then Shannan's carpool arrived to pick her up to take her to work.


She hurriedly changed into her business suit and ran to get in.


Nathan was relaxing on the bed in his room when he heard Jonathan calling him.


"You're going to be living here from now on. We're going shopping and buy you some school clothes and anything else you need", said Jonathan.


Jonathan called Transpotation and ordered a taxicab.


When they got in, Jonathan told the driver to take them to City Clothing on Main Street.

Jonathan and Nathan browzed through the clothes on the racks . . .

"I found some I like, but I need to try them on", said Nathan.


Nathan took the clothes and headed to the changing booth.


When he stepped out of the booth and looked in the mirror, he said "How about these threads?"

"Yeah, they look boss!", said Jonathan.

"You sure you got enough bread to pay for all this?", asked Nathan.


"Don't worry, you got a rich keeper", said Jonathan.

(Note: 1950's slang - threads means clothes, boss means great, bread means money and keeper means parent)


After Nathan picked out a few more outfits for school, a formal suit for church, some pajamas and underwear, Jonathan paid the cashier.

"Keep the change", he said.

"Thanks Jonathan, you're the best", she said.


Then he called Transpotation to take them to the Pizza Parlor.




Nathan and Jonathan got in the taxicab.


When they arrived at the Pizza Parlor, Nathan asked "How come you're so hip?"


"You mean "someone in the know?", said Jonathan.

"Yeah that", he said.

"I'm a Professional Party Guest. I get paid for being "hip", said Jonathan.


"That's a "boss gig" (great job)!", said Nathan.


"Let's go in and get some pizza", said Jonathan.

"OK, I'm starving", said Nathan.


"Do your grandparents still live in Pleasantview?"


"They're dead. It had just been my mom and me for the past few years. Then when she got real sick, she showed me that picture of you and her and said "His name is Jonathan Henry and he lives in Buford Falls. I want you to go to him after I die, he's your dad. So that's what I did."


"Well, I was definitely surprised to find out I had a son. I'm not gonna lye to you, I wasn't too happy when the pastor told me. But now that I've had time to get use to the idea, I'm alright with it."

To be continued . . .

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