Amazing Johnny’s Parents—The Apple Doesn’t Fall Far From the Tree
I flew back home after the conference. The next week, Amazing Johnny bought two $250 front row tickets to a Foo Fighters concert and charged them to our credit card. When I called him to ask about them, he said Mike was having trouble with his credit card and Amazing Johnny came to the rescue as a thank you for letting him stay in Mike’s guest room. I thought it was weird, and I thought that Amazing Johnny had been paying Mike out of all the cash he had been taking out of ATMs. But I understood that Mike should be compensated for letting Amazing Johnny stay with him for so many months. So I didn’t mention it again.
Since I am not the type of person to change my mind on something like filing for divorce, I packed all of Amazing Johnny’s clothes, shoes, computers, pictures, posters, books, and pretty much everything that was his. I also packed any family heirlooms because I felt they should stay within his family. Of course the ladies I worked out with told me to throw his stuff in the nearby lake. Instead, I called his parents and asked if I could please drop everything off. It was just too painful for me to see all of my husband’s things every day. It took a couple trips to get everything over to Amazing Johnny’s parents’ house. On the last trip, I thought I’d stay and visit for a little bit. After all, these two people were like surrogate parents to me. They had attended my graduation from school. My parents had attended their family’s weddings, holiday celebrations, and funerals. I was close to many of Amazing Johnny’s aunts, uncles, and cousins. They had told me they loved me for ten years. I had only been in the living room for about ten minutes before Mr. Amazing Johnny, Sr. motioned to his wife to follow him to the hallway. In a stage whisper, he said “What is she still doing here?” My cheeks burned, and I felt like I had been slapped in the face. When they reentered the living room, I quickly got up and told them it was getting late and I had to be up early for work. That was the last time I saw them for a year. No one in that entire family sent their usual Christmas cards to me a month later.