Even with all of Gussie’s upward mobility at the hospital,
he still found himself unable to make ends meet. So, Elynne and Gussie made a pact to not buy
anything new until they had 5,000 simoleons in savings even if that meant
unclogging the bargain john every day.
The shower broke almost every week, and the water overflow was seriously
affecting their flooring, but thankfully Turner was helping a lot with the
cleaning.
Turner swore it was his imaginary friend. Who knows why he didn’t want to take the
credit for being well behaved.
After a long game of tag, Suri and Turner flopped onto the
lawn breathing heavily. They both
giggled and made fun of each other for the silly things they had done that day.
“I wish you were real…” Turner sighed grimacing. “My mom and dad act really nice about
everything, but I know they don’t believe that you exist.”
Suri rolled onto her side and smiled weakly.
"That’s okay,” she shrugged pulling at the blades of grass
in front of her. Suri paused and studied
Turner’s face for a moment before speaking again.
“You know,” Suri began, “there is a way. I’ve heard of a potion.”
“How do I get it!” Turner sat up abruptly.
“I don’t have the recipe,” Suri flopped back onto her back.
“But… your father is very skilled at logic.
Maybe he could show you a few things.”
“I’ll ask him tonight, Suri.” Turner nodded and looked
fixedly at the stars.
Suri burst into laughter.
“You are NOT wishing on a star.”
Turner blushed and ran towards the house.
That night, Elynne and Gussie prepared dinner together…
until Gussie had to stop and fix their broken sink.
“Me either,” Gussie said as he tightened the final bolt on
the sink’s hardware. “Shall I call
Turner in for supper?”
Elynne shook her head.
“He’s been in his room for a solid hour.
I tried to ask him what was wrong, but he won’t speak to me.”
Turner didn’t come out of his room for dinner until he knew
his mom was putting Olive down for the night.
He wanted to talk to his dad privately.
He peeked out of his bedroom door, and quickly shut it. Suri rolled her eyes at Turner, and turned
back into toy form. She was mad. He shouldn’t have badgered her about making
her real. What would happen if he
couldn’t.
Finally, Turner took a big gulp of air and he headed out to
the kitchen to talk to his dad.
“Hey Turner,” Gussie said mid jumping jack. He was feeling really pumped and at the
height of his workout.
“Uhm… I want to learn about logic.” Turner mumbled.
Gussie furrowed his brow and stretched out his calves. This was new, but Gussie liked the idea of
Turner taking after him. An heir needed
to have a good solid head on his shoulders.
Of course, Elynne and Gussie hadn’t decided on an heir yet… Gussie just knew that she’d come around. Turner was a good boy.
“Sure thing,” Gussie took one final stretch, “let me just
shower quickly, and we’ll go outside and talk about the telescope.”
Turner beamed and raced outside. It took Gussie a while to make it outside,
and Turner got super impatient. He tried
to use the telescope by himself, but he couldn’t quite get it right.
“Alright, are you ready?” Gussie called out to Turner on his
way to the telescope. Turner jumped up
and down and clapped his hands.
“Yes! I have nooooo idea how to work this thing! It’s too hard!”
“That’s alright Turner, you’ll get the hang of it. Come to think of it, I had the same problem
when I was your age.” Gussie patted Turner on the shoulder. “Alright.
So the most important part is studying and making sure you know what’s a
star and what’s a planet. Then after a
while, you’ll be able to report your findings to the science lab for money…”
Turner looked up at his dad with admiration. How on earth had he missed how smart his dad
was? After an hour of tutoring, Turner
finally got the hang of the telescope, and Gussie convinced him it was time to
go inside. It was, after all, a school
night.
Once inside, Gussie remembered it was his birthday!
And there went his fashion sense.
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