The Kids Grow Up by Trish Hanan (novel24 .TXT) 📖

of line with what I said to you and the other children and I sincerely apologize,” she said and then added. “Now may I attend your wedding?” Harry giggled.
“Yes, you may, see that wasn’t so hard now was it?” he teased and she made a face. Jake laughed and shoved Harry at her.
“Now you two hug and make up,” he ordered and they hugged and Kate kissed him.
“I do love you, Henry, but you do try my patience,” Kate told him. He laughed.
“You should have stopped at my name, Mom; it would have sounded a lot better. Now come and see our rings, I wrote the inscription myself,” he said and led her into the kitchen.
“Oh, how beautiful, I’m going to cry,” she said and sniffled. Fran handed her a tissue. “Barb is really going to sob when she hears this; she always had a softer heart than me.”
“Let me show you our little brides and grooms,” Harry said and brought them out. She gasped when she saw them.
“Oh, these even looked like you and Jake and the others, where did you get them?” she asked. Fran beamed and pointed at Harry.
“You son made them, isn’t he talented?” she said and Kate looked impressed.
“I didn’t know you had artistic ability, Harry, we should have encouraged it more,” she said. Harry shrugged.
“I’ve always drawn diagrams and lab drawings really well, I’ve never done art stuff before, maybe I will with my kids,” he said and grinned. Jake smiled too and they kissed. Kate rolled her eyes.
“Other people have had children before you two, you know,” she said dourly. Harry giggled.
“Well, we haven’t so shut up and let us enjoy every second of ours,” he told her and she laughed. Then she kissed him and left. Harry grinned and looked at Jake.
“I told you she’d apologize before the wedding didn’t I?” he said and Jake grinned.
“You know your mother,” he admitted then he frowned. “And I know my parents and there’s not a snowball’s chance in hell the two of them are coming up here to apologize before Saturday.” Harry sighed and looked sad.
“Maybe your mom will come up, honey,” he said and Jake sighed.
“Maybe,” he said and they went to Kathleen’s for a party.
Sissy couldn’t believe her husband, telling their son that they’d disown him, and without discussing it with her first. Not that she approved of him marrying that boy, no she did not. But not to be invited to her own son’s wedding, that was unheard of. How could Jake do that to her? She was his mother. His own mother wasn’t allowed to come to her son’s wedding. Something was wrong with that picture. She didn’t care who he was marrying, it was his special day and she wanted to be there to see him the happiest that he’d ever be in his whole life. She had been waiting for this day since he was born.
She talked it over with Sarah Emery who was invited and she agreed to sneak her into the church before the ceremony and hide her in Milo’s office so she could sneak into the chapel and peek at the wedding. Sissy had to be happy with that. Now all she had to do was trick Jackson into watching the kids so she could do it. And Jake was having a baby and she wasn’t supposed to see it, now that was just plain wrong. That was Jake’s baby more than it was Harry’s. All he was; was the incubator, the egg belonged to a woman donor and the baby was Jake’s. If they could talk Jake into divorcing him, then the baby could go home with him, Harry legally wouldn’t have any claim to it. She sighed and thought of her boy home with his child. And without that pervert Harry, Jake could marry one of those nice Emery girls. She liked Amy more than Violet even though Violet was prettier, she thought Violet had a nasty streak in her.
The day before the ceremony the boys had a bachelor party and the girls had a bachelorette party. Although Harry was officially a bachelor, he went to the girl’s party because he was pregnant and they called it a mother’s party. All the girls were invited and Violet showed up with Susie and Harry smiled and was nice to her. After all, she chose the ring instead of the car and if that’s what she wanted; then he was happy.
She was not happy, she was miserable, she missed her car tremendously. Violet hated depending on Susie to take her places. Susie whined and made a big fuss if she had to wait for her and sometimes she left her and Violet had to call one of the boys to come get her and they acted like that was a big deal. They also acted like her and Susie taking the rings was a big deal. And this being banned from Harry and Jake’s stores was a big pain in the ass. She couldn’t go anywhere or get anything fun anymore. She kept the videos she rented out of spite but that rat fink Tammy sneaked in and stole them back and returned them.
But Violet had a little surprise for that stupid Harry tonight and her friend Gloria helped her, she couldn’t wait until gifts were handed out. She giggled at the thought.
“Violet is sure happy for someone banned isn’t she?” Kathleen whispered to Joon who nodded. Neither of them liked the sly girl.
“I don’t like her,” Joon said and Kathleen grinned. Harry came back in the room with a big bowl of cheese sauce and some chips. Fran carried more bowls. They put them down on the coffee table.
“Tonight is Mexican fiesta, ladies, we have nachos with cheese, sour cream, salsa and guacamole,” Harry announced and everyone reached for a small plate.
“You expected mothers might want to watch how much you gain, you don’t want to get too fat,” Violet said sugar-sweetly. Kathleen smiled at her.
“Oh, don’t worry, Violet, the only thing on me that’s bigger is my boobs and Steve is loving that, you know how crazy men are about big boobs,” she said just as sweetly. Harry giggled as Violet flushed.
“Your breasts have always been lovely, Kathleen,” he said graciously. She grinned. Then they played a quiz from a magazine about how well do you know your man. They all had to answer questions about their men and their habits and then score points. Everyone answered aloud and they laughed at the answers.
“Okay; here’s a good one, ladies and Harry,” Nyla read from the magazine. “You wake up in the middle of the night and something hard is pressing against your back, is that your man, or the remote control from the view-screen that he left in the bed?” All the girls laughed.
“That’s the view-screen remote,” Kathleen yelled and everyone pealed. She giggled. Harry giggled.
“That’s my man and I know how to take care of that,” he declared in a sly voice, looking at them with his eyes half-closed in that sexy slantly way he had about him and they all squealed.
“I know you do, Harry,” Abby shouted. Violet felt her face flush and took a sip of her margarita. He was so God-damned incredibly sexy, why did he have to be gay, it just wasn’t fair. She wanted to jump on top of him and start ripping his clothes off and demand that he make love to her. She wanted to cry and scream at the same time. She caught that alien Joon staring at her and she glared at her until she looked away.
“I have presents,” Violet announced and got up from her seat. She ran to the foyer and came back with four dress boxes and began handing them out, one to every bride and one to Harry.
“You didn’t have to bring us a present, Violet, sweetie, that’s so sweet, isn’t that sweet, Kathleen?” Harry gushed. Kathleen nodded.
“Kathleen, open yours first,” Violet ordered, her dark eyes gleaming with something Kathleen didn’t like. But she smiled and opened her box. It contained a beautiful lacey nightie in pink, very expensive.
“Its pretty, thank you, Violet, isn’t it pretty?” Kathleen gushed and showed it around.
“Not many red-heads can wear pink but you can, Kathleen, your complexion is fair enough for pink,” April told her. Violet nodded.
“That’s what Gloria said, she helped me pick these out, they’re from her shop,” she informed them sweetly. Joon looked at her and then looked at Harry.
“Not all of them I hope,” she murmured. Then she opened her box to reveal a very lovely nightie in turquoise that would look very lovely on her.
“Oh, that’s very beautiful, Joon, that’s a perfect color for you,” Grace gushed. Everyone nodded and smiled. Then April opened her box to reveal a sexy black nightie and everyone giggled.
“Gloria said blondes look terrific in black,” Violet told her.
“It’s very beautiful, thank you, Violet,” April said. Then everyone looked at Harry who smiled and opened his box. He got a funny look on his face and pulled out a silky, lacey white nightie. It was very sexy but obviously made for a woman. He looked at Violet who snickered.
“This is a joke right? You don’t seriously expect me to wear something like this, Violet,” he said calmly. Violet looked at him calmly.
“But Gloria said this color would be perfect with your skin tones and I mean, after all, Harry, you’re the one having the baby so that means you’re the woman and everyone knows that in a gay relationship one man is the man and the other is the woman so I thought you would like to wear this for Jake, the real man,” she said sweetly.
“Oh, no, the girl did not just say that,” Abby retorted. Harry sighed and put the nightie back in the box and put the box on the floor.
“For your information, little Miss Smart Ass, in a gay relationship there are two men, get it, gay is two men, no women, if we wanted a woman, we’d be straight so no one wears women’s clothes, we have cocks and we wear men’s clothes, because we are men,” he said calmly. Then he stood up and looked at the table. “Mm, did you ladies hear that guacamole is very good for the hair, it moisturizes and makes it nice and shiny, let’s try it out, shall we?” he said and picking up the big bowl of green dip, he dumped it neatly right on top of Violet’s head, soaking her hair completely in guacamole. She jumped up screaming. Everyone laughed.
“What the fuck, why the hell did you do that for, you stupid bastard?” she yelled. Kathleen stood up.
“You know, Harry, I read that cheese sauce is good for the complexion,” she remarked casually and reaching into the bowl, she grabbed a big handful and smeared it across Violet face. The girl looked stunned. Everyone laughed and April quickly got up.
“Don’t forget salsa, it improves breast size and poor little Violet can really need some help there, you can barely see those little titties,” she said and dumped the whole bowl of salsa down Violet’s