CH12
"Yahoo!" James shouted out to the pristine lake below, standing on the balcony, his arms wide apart like he was Moses parting the Red Sea. The wind blew cold upon his face, messing up his already brown mop of hair.
"I am here, Queenstown. Wait for me. I'm coming for you tonight." " James, shut up, will you?" Evonne hushed him while unpacking their luggage. Evonne couldn't help being upset.
That talk she had with her friends and James the other day was still rolling around in her head. She wanted Ulysses's sperm, but there was no way in heaven she was going to sleep with him. She guessed her next best bet would be to go back to the fertility clinic and apply for that sperm donor again.
"Hmm," she sighed in sadness. "Why are you so down, cuz?" James asked, coming back from the balcony. "We're in Queenstown.
The air is fresh, the lake is as clear as the sky above, and we are breathing. We are alive. I am alive, Queenstown. Can you hear me? I am alive," James shouted again.
Somewhere down below their eleventh-floor hotel suite, they could hear a distinct shout of, "Yeah, we can hear you. Now shut up!" "See, even the people downstairs are annoyed with your hyperactive mood."
"So what? They just don't know how to have fun." "Yeah right." Evonne eyed her cousin, who didn't seem to be affected by anything. Sometimes she just wished she could be more like him. She shook her head to dispel this dreary dilemma of hers and continued to unpack her bag in silence
instead. "Cuz, don't say you're still upset about that talk we had the other night."
"I'm fine," Evonne said to reassure him. She didn't want to think about that subject just now. They were here in Queenstown for her talk at the Dental Hygiene Conference and a well-deserved break, so no talking about unhappy issues.
"You don't look fine to me." James came to look at his cousin's face. "Look, I'm sure all will work out. I promise. I have a good feeling about coming here. I feel all your dreams will come true." "What? Like having a baby?" Evonne jested. "I don't know," James said, quaking his eyebrows.
"Just know it might happen if you want it." "Really?" Evonne asked her sweet cousin. He always managed to put a smile on her face. "Let me hear you say it." James teased her. "Say what, you rascal?" Evonne smiled, shaking her head at her cousin's childlike behavior. "That you want your Mr. Ulysses's sperm so you can make the perfect baby with your egg."
" James !" Evonne jerked her head up from the folded clothes to stare at her cousin, who still had that mischievous look on his face. "Shut up. I'm embarrassed." "Oh, come on, say it." James tempted Evonne to confess her desire for wanting a baby.
"No." Evonne just shook her head and turned away from James, but he was being persistent as he followed her around and around until she couldn't take it anymore
. " James, stop it. You're starting to piss me off. If you continue to do this, I might not take you out for dessert. Remember your favorite gelato?" she warned. "No, I don't care about that gelato. I want to hear you say it.
Say it, Evonne. Otherwise, I'll continue to annoy you." James blackmailed his cousin. "Okay! Okay! I want Ulysses's sperm," Evonne said just so he would shut his mouth.
"Happy now?" "Very happy," James said, then went to the door. "I'm going out exploring. Let's have dinner at The Burger tonight at six after the conference, okay? Then we can go sightseeing and get that gelato."