I looked down at her. “Are you fucking kidding me? I’d do the same thing if it were my dad.”
“Thanks, Eden.”
The atmosphere in the room had mellowed some. Jude and Cole sat on the couch and waited for the phone. Once again we found ourselves staring at a blank television screen.
Some Pig snorted twice and sat down in front of the T.V. as if he expected it to come on any second. Finley and I laughed and I realized how and why this pig was so important to Finley. He was one round, pink ball of charm.
Jude’s phone rang and Finley tightened her grip on me. I held her just as tightly.
Jude stood from the couch. “Hey Ray, what’s going on?” He walked into the kitchen to talk and Cole followed him.
“Please, please, please. Let him be all right, let him be all right, let him be all right.” Finley said quietly. It hadn’t taken me long to notice that for Finley everything worked better in threes. I leaned over to the coffee table and knocked three times, something I’d seen my mom do often, only our table was plastic instead of wood.
Jude returned to the couch looking slightly relieved. “They’re doing some more tests, but they don’t think it was his heart. Just dehydration and exhaustion.”
Finley jumped up and threw her arms around her brothers and cried. After a short, joyful breakdown, she sat back down on the couch next to me. “I told him to take his vitamins. I’ll bet he forgot.”
Cole popped open a soda. “Our old man is just that, old, but he’s still keeping up the same performance schedule he followed when he was twenty-five. He needs to slow it down, or the next time it’ll be worse.”
“Then why don’t you be the one to tell him to lay off the tours,” Jude said.
“You’re the oldest,” Cole replied.
“Like Dad listens to me about anything. He’s usually too busy telling me what I’m doing wrong to hear any advice about his life.” It was the first time I’d heard Jude talk about his relationship with his dad and there definitely seemed to be tension between them.
“Well, I plan on having a long chat with him when he comes home,” Finley said.
“That’s a good idea,” Jude said, “He always takes things best coming from you.”
“Oh shit, with all this, I completely forgot,” Finley said pulling out her phone. “Your mom wants you to call her. I’m so sorry, Eden.
“Finley, please don’t apologize. It’s all right.”
“Everything is fine, but I think she has some news to tell you. We had a long chat about panic attacks. Did you know she used to have them really bad when you were little? Anyhow, she told me to lay off the caffeine.” She smiled. “You’re so lucky, Eden. You have such a cool mom.”
I took the phone from her. “You know something, Finley, I do feel lucky.” I walked out of the room and dialed our home phone.
“Hey Mom.”
“Eden,” she said excitedly. Janie and Sophie were in the background begging for the phone.
“All right girls, but just for a second. I need to talk to your sister.”
“Edie, we’re moving to the forest and there might be bears. I’m going to leave a bowl of honey for them.”
I laughed. “What on earth are you talking about, Sophie?”
Mom grabbed back the phone and Janie cried. “Your dad got a job as a fry cook in a small restaurant on a lake up north. It’s a little resort town.”
“But I don’t understand,” I said. “How can he have a job so far away?”
“We’re moving up there. The job comes with a small cabin that’s paid for, so we won’t have any rent. It was too great to pass up. Summer and winter are the busy seasons.”
“But, Mom, what about me? Is there a city college nearby?”
She paused. “That is the one drawback.”
“That’s a really big drawback.”
“We’ll figure something out.” My mom was always good at pushing away problems in hopes that they would solve themselves. But this problem wasn’t going to fix itself with time.
“Mom, I worked really hard to get into a college, and now even junior college is going to be out of reach.” It had been a day of high emotions between fighting to keep control of my feelings for Jude and then coming home to the drama with Finley’s dad. And now with the news that my parents were moving to some small, college-free town up north, I suddenly came apart at the seams and tears flowed freely.
“Edie, are you crying? Don’t cry, Sweetie. It’ll work itself out.”
“Unless this town you’re moving to builds a college this summer, I don’t see how.”
“Maybe with the money you make and with what your father makes, we can pool our funds and send you to live on campus somewhere.”
“Great, I could live on campus and just not have the actual money for tuition. Never mind, Mom. When are you leaving? I want to see you guys before you go.”
“So this summer job is working out all right? Finley sounds terrific.”
“I really like her, and I think it’s working out fine. But it’s temporary, remember?” And then it dawned on me, eventually I’d be leaving here and Finley . . . and Jude. And now, I’d be living farther away. I wiped at my tears and sniffled loudly into the phone.
“Oh, baby, I didn’t mean to upset you so much.” I had to cool it or she would be blubbering into the phone next and then Sophie and Janie would follow.
“I’m fine, Mom. When should I come see you? I can take the bus.”
“The manager at the resort wants your dad to start right away. We’re leaving the furniture because most of it is junk and the cabin is furnished. This apartment is ours until the end of the month, but we’re going to leave town next Saturday.”
“So soon?”
There was a long pause. “Why don’t you just quit and come with us Eden? It’s really nice up there. We miss you.”
“I miss all of you too, but I need this job, Mom. It’s been good being out on my own.”
“I know.” Her voice sounded shaky as if the tears had started on her end too. “You can’t blame a mom for trying.”
“I’ve got to go, Mom. I don’t want to tie up Finley’s phone any longer. I’ll get out to see you in the next few days. Love you.”
Cole had stretched out on the couch, and Finley was on the rug with Some Pig and the dogs. Jude was having a smoke outside.
“Is everything all right, Eden?” Finley was as in tune with my feelings as I was with hers.
“My parents are moving up north for some job.” I shrugged like it was no big deal. “I’m going to go see them in a few days before they leave— if that’s all right.”
“Of course it’s all right,” Finley said. “Dad’s driver will take you.”
“No, I’ll be fine on a bus. I’ve ridden on them a lot.”
“Don’t be silly,” she insisted, and I wasn’t in the mood to argue the point for now.
Cole sat forward and read a text. “Dad’s going to come home for a few days. His doctor wants to give him a full physical.”
Finley hopped up to her knees. “He is? I can’t wait. When is he coming?”
“As soon as they release him,” Cole said. “It means they’ll have to cancel a few concerts.”
“Good,” Finley said. “I wish they would cancel them all.” Her mood had changed dramatically, and it seemed we would have to peel her off the ceiling soon. Complete and utter elation had replaced uncontrolled despair.
Cole moved his thumb over his phone and shook his head. “The internet is already blowing up with the news.” He laughed. “Here’s a good one. ‘Rock Legend Nicky King near death in a Belgium Hospital’. They couldn’t even get the friggin’ country right.” He put down his phone. “I’m starved.”
“I could make some sandwiches,” I offered. “I’m pretty hungry too.”
Finley winked at me. “Those motorcycle rides can really work up an appetite.”
I countered her cryptic comment with one of my own. “I had no idea how exhilarating it could be.”