![]() I performed a perfect sneak attack cannon ball, landing just behind her. I walked gingerly to the bedroom to change, grumbling about the cons to living with a six year old kid. "Oh did I hurt you thingy?!" she giggled, as she ran out to the pool. "Let play truth or dare in the pool!" she said as she jumped in my lap, crushing my balls in the process and eliciting a grunt from me. I had forgotten my obligation to play truth or dare and had settled into the sofa, and just as I grabbed the remote Jenny came bouncing in wearing her bathing suit, a cute little onepiece covered in frills and splashed mostly in pink with a rainbow of other colors to fill in the gaps. "Awesome! Does she have a sister?" I asked with a smile. ![]() "She called me last night, we're going out friday." he bragged. He ended up with her number before the food got to us. Last weekend I had helped him get in good with Amaya (which means 'night rain' in Japanese, or so she told us). "Its a plan, you're my wing man tonight, after Amaya." I replied. After setting her down he turned to me and said "Lets grab a beer tonight if I don't end up working too late." He picked up Jenny and kissed her goodbye. Paul chuckled again and said shaking his head "Hanna Montana, I might have to re-evaluate that one. "Where'd you learn about that?" I prodded. Paul was listening as she suggested it and nearly spit out his coffee, then we looked at each other and burst out laughing. She loved to go swimming in my pool, and loved to drag me around the house with her (I worked at home), watching Nickelodeon, having tea (I never settled for the imaginary kind, so I'd usually end up brewing a pot) or some other silly game. Jenny was 6, she was always laughing, running, yelling, and just having an all around good time. I was letting them crash here until they found a new place. ![]() The bank had forclosed on their landlord, forcing him to sell and forcing them out. He had worked a myriad of under the table jobs, the most current being a poker dealer at a seedy card room downtown. He was forking money out hand over fist to pay his way through college. Paul and his daughter Jenny came to stay with me the summer of '04.
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