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Caught on Camera

... exiting upstairs. They continued to talk about Brooke hitting the dating scene. I almost stuck around to hear more but I wanted to crack these puppies open and see what's ticking on the inside.

I rummaged through the bag, trying to pick out the most conspicuous camera. One was shaped like a knob on a ceiling fan. Perfect!! Another the base of my electronic toothbrush. These spy devices are amazing!!! I attached the knob to fan and replaced the base for my toothbrush. No way she would ever know. I’m a genius.

That night we had Chinese delivered. Our dinner was high spirited to keep Aunt Brooke in a positive mindset. She was definitely healing from her divorce, but I could tell she wasn't quite on her feet.

"I feel so bad for being here a month already," Brooke said before gnawing on an egg roll.

Dad perked up and rolled his eyes. "Would you stop it already. You can stay here for as long as you like. Having you around really breaks things up around here."

I nodded in aggressive agreement. I really didn't want her to leave...

"See? Ben agrees." mom said, smiling at me.

Aunt Brooke glanced down and half smiled. "Thank you. I'm so lucky to have you guys."

Dinner was delicious. Time seemed to drag for me though; I wanted to test this cam out and see Brooke in all her glory. She tends to shower at night before she goes to bed, and since Mom and Dad's master bedroom is downstairs with a bathroom, I don't have to worry about accidentally recording them. ...

... Yikes.

10:04 PM switched over. Dad had excused himself for bed, and Mom was yawning.

"I'm beat," mom said, stretching. "I'm going to pass out. G'night kids!"

"Night mom." I said, yawning in response.

"Night sis." Brooke said. Mom walked out.

Silence.

Brooke continued to flip through channels.

Damnit. I fidgeted.

My apprehension caught her eye. Sometimes she's VERY observant, especially when you don't want her to be.

"Okay there kiddo?" she said.

"Yup. I'm pretty tired. Think that Chinese food is inducing a food coma." I cleverly responded.

"Uh huh." she spoke, almost as if she knew I was lying. Shit, I really need to watch myself around her.

"Hah, well anyway I think I'm gonna turn in. Gonna stay up?" I asked, hoping for a favorable response.

"Maybe. If don't find something I like on TV here."

Ugh. More waiting. I figured I could go to bed, flip the software on and put headphones on and wait. That way when she walked into the bathroom I could hear her and not have those sounds travel through the speaker.

"Okay, g'night Aunt Brooke. Love you." I said, stretching and standing.

"G'night sweetie. Love you more." Her soft voice spoke. Soothing.

I slowly walked upstairs to hide my anticipation. She's so good at reading people, so I have to act and pretend I didn't have a tremendous crush on her.

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Click.

Click click.

I was surfing around online, waiting for Brooke to make her grand entrance. I had the cam on, but only a small ...