…damned if I can remember what we were running from
Life On The Magic Bus
“I’m sorry. I must have misheard you.” Doc Clay was sitting in his favorite chair on the Bus, facing Grace, his son Sam and his daughter in law Rani.
Rani laughed at his genuinely puzzled expression. “I said, you are going to be a grandfather.”
Doc blinked. He heard the words coming out of her mouth, but they made no sense.
“I can’t be a grandfather. I’m too young.”
Grace gave him an exasperated look. “You’re 57, you old fart. Two years older than your dad was when we had Sam. Like it or not, grandfather is going on your resume next to farmer, game designer and spy.”
This news had the desired effect on Doc. He sat back in his chair, eyes wide. His right hand extended out to the side where Jeeves, his SmartBot gentleman’s gentleman, placed a large double Irish whiskey in it. He gulped down a large mouthful, then looked at his son and Rani.
“Well, I’ll be damned. I’m gonna be a grandpa.”
(Historical Note: those were exactly the same words Doc’s dad, Bill, had said when he was told about Sam being on the way.)
“Are you two sure you’re old enough to be parents?” Doc was only halfway joking.
Same chuckled and laid his hand upon his dad’s left arm. “Yes, Dad, we are. We’re both 30, which I’ll remind you is three years older than you were when I was born.”
“So, have you told your sister?,” Grace asked.
“Yep,” Sam replied. “Called her this morning. She pretty much lost her shit and started yelling about being an auntie. I figure everyone in her lab probably heard her.”
It was then that Sasha, Winker and Lucy came running in.
“We’re gonna be aunties too!” They yelled as they jumped up onto the sofa next to Rani and Sam.
“This is gonna be SO cool!,” Sasha said. “I love babies.”
Winker put her paw on Rani’s hand and told her,“You’ll be a great mother.”
Lucy gave Sam a kiss. “And you’ll be a great Dad, Sam.”
After a few moments, Grace looked at them and said, “You are bringing that baby into one damned strange family. I mean, I thought Doc and I had strange families…”
“And we do!,” Doc interjected.
“…but your baby will grow up knowing about talking dogs and SmartBots and buses that are bigger on the inside and who knows what else.”
Rani nodded. “Yes, and we haven’t even gotten to the part of my family still in India. My Uncle Gurdeep believes that ghosts live in his goat barn and my brother Raj collects animal skulls.”
Doc leaned back even further and sipped his whiskey.
“Oh yeah, this kid has no chance of being normal.”
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