Last night was wild....

I was supposed to cover for the 11p-7a shift till on of the other girl's got there. Then she came on time, so I went home. Now when I'm going to stay late, I call and let Mum and T know so they can look for me if something happens. So, I called T to let him know I wasn't staying at work. He said, ok get some rest and I'll talk to you tomorrow. Then at about 12 30a the phone rings, when I picked up it was T. His voice said something was seriously wrong. He explained that his sister was coming home on the bus last night and J was supposed to pick her up, but at the last minute changed his mind. I said, ok and put some clothes on. I stopped to get T and we went to go get his sister. She just turned 18 a few weeks ago. She had gone to ATL on a trip to see her boyfriend. T was angry because his best friend left his little sister stranded and he knew his knee was hurt and he couldn't go get her. He was also upset from the lack of communication from his sister, he didn't want her to go in the first place.

So we finally got to the bus station...T went in to get her but she wasn't there. That worried him alot. The attendant said the next bus was @ 3a. T comes back to the car, calling everyone he can think of to find where his sister went. Still she was no where to be found. I then asked if he had checked the bathroom for her, and when he said he didn't I went to go look. She wasn't there either. Then I talked to another attendant and he said she was never there, not on the bus, and there was no baggage for her. She might have missed her connection in Dallas. So we went back to the car. It was 1 15a and still no little sister. His Mum was hysterical, and J wouldn't answer his phone. J's girlfriend tried to defend him, then we heard in the background..."I don't care if she stays there all night or not" that made T really upset. His best friend for years...like Tricci and I, said he didn't care.

As we drove I noticed the car was almost on empty. I didn't say anything but just quietly said, "Ok God you can't let us not have gas this late at night. We have to find little sister." Then the next time I looked at the gauge...no lie....there was over a 1/4 tank in there. Before it was on E.

So then we got hungry, and went to Mickey D's after we ordered and pulled up the teller said it was cash only. Niether of us had any cash, T was going to use his card. She smiled and said its ok, I'm going to give it to you anyways. She brought us the food and we thanked her about 10 times and left. We ate and talked while waiting for the bus.

Then We waited till 3a...

Then T gets a call from his little sister and where was she?

In Jackson, Mississippi....waiting on another connection. We were out there for nothing. She won't be back till 7p tonight.

So, we drove back home. T was a more than a little upset with J and said he didn't like having me out that late at night. We talked on the way back home and I talked to his Mum. She had calmed down a little bit and thanked me for getting up and being there.

When we got to his house, I got out to get my hug and kiss. He kissed my forehead and told me how beautiful I am, and how much he love me. Then for some reason he looked up and it was perfectly clear, all the stars seemed really bright. He stood there looking at them for a couple minutes just holding each other. It was really nice. I know him, and when he is angry its not easy for him to turn it off just like that. He has to process it. And the fact that little sister isn't home yet, makes it that uch harder to process. Yet he still took the time to love on me and be gentle with me. I notice little things like that. I told him so, and that I appreciated it. He chuckled and then got really serious..."Babe, drive SAFE. Go straight home its late." I laughed at the abrupt end to all the mushy stuff. I said I would drive safe and got straight to bed. Then kissed his cheek and left.

Its always funny to me how its so natural for him to be that way with me. I guess I always thought men were different. And while I know not all men are this way, or not this way. It still surprises me.