Page 20 of Gabriel's Salvation

“Hi sir, so my name is Nate. I used to know him and his granddaughter years ago. I've been to the cabin, but they’re not there,'' I say, a little too quickly.

“Yeah, that old cabin hasn't been used in years. Not since the rugrats grew up and moved away.”

“Do you have any idea when he'll be here next?” I ask.

“He's gone kiddo, retired a while ago. Had a heart attack you know, or was it a stroke?” He ponders and scratches the top of his head. “You know this old mind ain't what it used to be. I'm only here to make sure Diapers here, doesn't screw up.

“Gramps, I'm almost thirty five,” the kid says as he rolls his eyes.

“Do they still live in the same house?” I ask. realizing I must sound like a stalker.

“Who knows kiddo, who knows. I barely remember where I live some days,” he laughs.

“Well, thanks for your time anyways, sir,” I say as I wave before turning and walking away.

I make my way back to the cabin and lay down on the porch, letting the sun rays hit my face as I take in the peace and quiet, remembering all the happy memories I had growing up here.

Gabe

I'm getting out of the shower when my phone rings.

“Hey handsome. What are you up to tonight? Wanna meet up?”

“I can't tonight, I've got plans with my brother,” I say even though I’m now kicking myself, wishing I didn't. I’d much rather be spending it balls deep in Stacey instead.

“Oh wow, you've got a brother, how old? Older or younger…”

For almost forty-five minutes our conversation flows easily back and forth.

“Anyway, I've got to go, think about what I said. I've got an extra ticket to the concert tonight. Bring your brother if you want. I'm sure it will be easy enough to get tickets at the door.”

“It's not really my thing.”

I get off the phone feeling odd. I never talk to girls like that on the phone. Usually, they are lucky to get five minutes, let alone forty five.

I head to the kitchen to make myself a snack when another message buzzes through.

Cock Tease

Loved chatting with you, miss you already.

Miss me already? How the fuck can she miss me already. We've only just finished talking.

I decide to ignore her message and continue making myself a grilled cheese.

Cock Tease

You'll never believe it, Justin is still coming. He doesn't even like the band. I had to beg him to come. Yet now when I don't want him there he says he's still coming fml.

Me

fml?

it means fuck my life, grandad. *wink emoji*

I’d rather fuck something else instead.

Oh yeah? Like what?

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