So the pandamonium is still ensuing. Everyone is screaming and yelling and crying. We were six, and now are suddenly five. My step-daughter Sage has always been the loudest, though. She should be an opera singer or something. She can really bring it from the diaphram. So over everyone else’s voice, she yells:
”EVERYBODY BE QUIET!!”
We all get as quiet as we can. There’s still a couple muffled whines, but it’s way better than the screaming and the crying and the yelling.
“I swear I heard Craft screaming too!” Sage says. ”Shhh!”
Then, we hear:
”Thank you Sage! I was yelling for you guys over here but you were all way too loud!”
It’s Craft! And guess where he is? He is on that island in the river!! How the Sam hell did he get over there?
”How the heck did you get over there, Craft!” Angela yells over to him- with tears running down her cheeks but a big, relieved smile on her face.
”I have no idea!” Craft yells back. ”I just remember saying I wanted to be over here… and I was over here!”
”Wait a minute,” Hops speaks up. ”You teleported?”
”Whoa,” Angela says. ”That’s a big word, Hops. Teleported. Where did you learn that?”
”Mom!” Hops snaps back. ”Everybody knows what teleported means.”
I’m in shocked silence. I just can’t get over what just happened.
“Are you serious right now, dude!!”, I scream and jump in the air a little bit. ”Did you really just teleport? Are you okay? You still have all your limbs, fingers, and toes?”
The comic geek in me wants to flip out! My boy just learned how to teleport? Like Nightcrawler in the X-Men?
I really loved Nightcrawler. He was a very unrated superhero. He could literally disappear and reappear wherver he wanted to. He looked weird and actually had blue skin, but I always thought that gift was pretty cool. I just said it was a gift. Could this be the “gift”Adam was referring to?
”Yeah Dad, I’m fine!!” Craft yells back. ” I feel great! I just don’t know how to do that again and get back over to you guys.”
”Do you remember what you did right before it happened?” Angela asks.
”Not really. I just remember looking over here and really wanting to be here. And then I was here.”
”Then look over here,” Sage speaks up. ”And really want to be over here.”
See, I told you she was an old woman in a little girl’s body.
“Ok,” Craft says apprehensivelsy , ”Well I really would like to—“
And he disappears again.