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An Unknown Relative

... to go back to Omaha,” she said. “I do want my car though. I want to stay with you, wherever you’re going to be. I do like school. I was third in my class in Omaha. I’ll go here if that’s ok. I do want to go to college and I want to go close to wherever you’re at. If I waited until next fall, could we take the boat and travel around for the rest of the year?” “Yes, I was planning to do that anyway. The school can wait as long as you want it to. I am in favor of you going. College too. A person should have an education. I’m glad you’re smart. It will help you all through life. God, Penn, we’ve got so much to catch up on. Will you stay with me tonight?” “I just need to get my stuff at the hotel and send the lawyer home,” she said. “Why is he here?” I asked her. “You have to sign some papers to take custody of me,” she said. “You also have to sign as executor of Mom’s estate. She didn’t have much but we have a little house in Omaha and our household stuff. I’m going to vote for selling it all. How do you think we can get my car?” “I’ll hire someone to go and haul it down here,” I told her. “What’s this custody thing though?” “I’m a minor c***d,” she said. “You’re my father. If you don’t take me, I’ll become a ward of the state. You’re going to take me, aren’t you?” she began to tear up. “Stop that, Penn. Of course I’m going to take you,” I told her. “How could you doubt it? What have we been talking about here? I just didn’t think about you being a minor.” She smiled and the ...

... tears went away. “I’m going to be so good for you,” she said. “I won’t be any trouble, I promise and I’ll help you with everything. I’ll do everything you say.” “No, you won’t, because I’m not going to tell you to do anything,” I told her. “That’s the rule for you staying. You’re an adult and you’re going to behave like one. You take responsibility for your own decisions. If they’re good, I’ll be your biggest cheerleader. If they’re not, you take the consequences. No whining or trying to evade responsibility. I’ll help you all I can, but I’m not exactly a paragon of wisdom and virtue myself. You’re probably a much better person than I am. You’ll probably need to help me. I’ve never been a father before, you know. Deal?” “Yes; it’s a deal,” she said. “Dad, I think I’m going to love you.” I put my arm around her and walked her to the car. I knew I was going to love her. We got her stuff and I signed the papers. She gave instructions to the lawyer and he asked me if that was ok. “Just do what she tells you to do,” I told him. “What’s wrong with you, dude? I don’t know anything about this.” “As executor. . .” he started in. “Stop,” I cut him off. “As executor I’m telling you to do whatever she wants to do. Got it?” He did and we didn’t see him again. I made some phone calls from her room and got a trailer started north to pick her car up. She gave me her bags and we put them in the back of the El Camino. She drove us to the boat and I helped her unpack her stuff. She didn’t have ...