My Stolen Diaries
SOMEBODY HAS TO GO
Adam is getting sicker and weaker by the day, and Mem spends all her free time caring for him. Mem says Adam is on his last legs, which I think is a weird thing to say because poor Adam had both his legs amputated a while back. He’s been so ill that Mem doesn’t want me there much anymore, so I’m back to my routine of going to Steve’s Market with Rib every day after school.
Steve refuses to let up on Adam, and it has caused a lot of trouble with Mem. I keep reminding Steve that Adam is almost dead and beg him not to mess things up. I warned Steve that giving Mem a hard time over a dying man was not the best way to win her over. But Steve won’t shut up about Adam and keeps accusing Mem of being ungrateful and selfish.
I sometimes wonder if Adam is also trying to cause trouble. Since I’ve been spending more time with Steve, Adam has been asking Mem to see me on a more regular basis.
Adam has a fancy baby grand piano, and he recently told Mem that he wanted to pay someone to come over to his house and teach me how to play. I think that’s Adam’s way of getting closer to Mem.
Adam also has a fancy car that he told Mem she could borrow anytime. Mem studied hard and got her driver’s license, so now we don’t have to walk or take the bus everywhere we need to go. Two weekends ago, Mem and I stayed overnight at Adam’s house, which according to Mem, made Steve mad as a hornet. Adam hired a piano teacher, as he promised, and I spent the entire weekend learning how to play Minuet in G Major by Bach.
Mem was in the bath when Steve stopped by our apartment that Sunday night with some porterhouse steaks. He demanded to know whose car was in front of the apartment. I told him it was Adam’s car and warned Steve to keep his anger about Adam to himself or else.
“Or else what?” he asked me. I ran my right hand across my throat, which I hoped he took as a sign to stop his nonsense. Doesn’t Steve see he’s pushing Mem away? I asked him how he could be jealous of a man with no legs, who’s on his last legs, but he just shrugged.
The more Steve gives Mem a hard time, the more time Mem spends with Adam, which is fine with me because I’ve been learning piano, and according to my piano teacher, I’m a natural!
Last night Steve told Mem he thought she cared more about Adam than she cared about him. Then Steve said to her that “somebody has to go.” Mem answered that she wanted to take a break from their relationship and that the somebody that had to go was him. Steve can’t say I didn’t warn him.
And according to Mom, not only will we have to go grocery shopping somewhere else, but without Steve, we won’t be eating steak any time soon.
Stay Tuned for Chapter 18: Mem’s Window
My Stolen Diaries
- Chapter 1: In the Beginning
- Chapter 2: To Know Yourself Is to Know Your Family
- Chapter 3: White Street
- Chapter 4: The Yellow Kitchen Table
- Chapter 5: My First Diary
- Chapter 6: Tit
- Chapter 7: A New School with a Side of Baptism
- Chapter 8: What a Difference a Mother’s Day Makes
- Chapter 9: Father Panik Village
- Chapter 10: Steve the Butcher
- Chapter 11: Mem’s Boss at Remington Arms
- Chapter 12: JFK’s Assassination
- Chapter 13: Is My Dad in the Mafia?
- Chapter 14: Almost in the Nick of Time
- Chapter 15: Roberto, Roberto, Roberto
- Chapter 16: In Over My Head
- Chapter 17: Somebody Has to Go