As I said, things were different than the girls had expected, and I mean this in the absolute worst way possible. Where they expected pools, there was an old ugly golf course, and where the gym was expected, there were public showers...
Before Jocelyn’s grandparents had passed away, they had lived in a trailer park. But there was just something that had seemed so much nicer about that one than this. The trailer park that Sharon Reynolds was now living in was just sad. No one talked to their neighbors, and after Paul Summers had gotten notice about what were to be his daughter’s new living conditions, he immediately contacted the judge, and within a month, court, and more lawyers, Paul Summers was granted full custody of Jocelyn.
At first, Jocelyn was angry. What teenage girl wants to go home after a long school day to her father? Sure, girls can be very fond of the male model in their lives, but there is just something about coming home to your mother and having her make you dinner that can make someone feel safe and good.
In fact, for a while it didn’t even feel like home to Jocelyn. It was just an empty house that she had lived in since birth.
Nadine had moved around a lot, so she was used to the feeling of a new place and always settled in quickly. Nadine’s father had always gotten easily bored with his home, and would like to move houses every two or three years. They didn’t move to different areas, they just switched houses.
But even Nadine agreed that Jocelyn’s house, which had always been the most constant home in her life was different. Not necessarily in a bad way... but not in a good either. It was just... well... different.
The house was too clean, due to the fact that Paul had hired a full time maid to clean the house and give Jocelyn a mother figure in her life.
She was allowed to see her mother on weekends with her father present... but it was hard to really talk to her mother when her father was present and watching their every move.
I honestly don’t know if Jocelyn realized this at the time, but her father was exceptional. Before the divorce, she had been ever so fond of him, and had spent every waking minute with him when she wasn’t with Nadine.
In fact, Jocelyn shouldn’t have actually been angry about living with her father... but I think that it was the fact that she couldn’t just go into the next room and talk to her mother. It was just that even if she had wanted to, she didn’t have the choice. She wasn’t free.
Freedom. It was something that some people didn’t learn to appreciate or even want until they had lost it. And to those who’d never been free, it was even more.
Paul Summers had been spending a lot of time at “work”, and had been in the most thrilling mood lately. So Jocelyn decided to find out why.
There is nothing harder to deal with than wonder. Curiosity is something that at some times is cherished, and others is frowned upon. But something else that is frowned upon is the fact that what had been keeping Paul Summers “working” for such long hours was a certain female. And he had only been divorced for a matter of months. Three in fact.
Her name was not revealed to Jocelyn because Paul was one of those dads who understood teenagers and knew that if he gave Jocelyn the name of his new female interest, then Jocelyn and Nadine would “Google” and “Facebook” her.
“I just don’t get it,” Nadine said.
Jocelyn was laying on her bed and being silent. Her face was buried in the sheets, and half of her body was falling off of the bed. But she didn’t care. Nadine was analyzing the situation.
Nadine continued on, “They haven’t even been divorced for that long, and where did he meet this lady?”
Nadine looked to Jocelyn expecting to hear her say something, and when there were no words, she went on, “Joss, you know what? She’s probably just some 24-year-old slut!”
Jocelyn finally spoke, “Nad, don’t say that. Dad wouldn’t sleep with someone who could be his daughter”
“You never know. That’s always how it ends up in the movies. I mean maybe she is only thirty, but you have to remember, our parents are middle-aged, so even thirty is young”
“Yeah, I know,” Jocelyn looked to the floor.
And then Nadine said something that Jocelyn had never forgotten. Nadine was always pessimistic and negative. But just this once she inverted her values and went with her morals, “Joss? Joss! Get up. Now. Up!”
So Nadine went on, “Stand up and look into my eyes”
Jocelyn normally would have laughed, but knew that it would ruin the moment.
Nadine continued, “You are going to get through this,”
Jocelyn looked to the floor again.
“You are! You are going to keep your head up and you are going to be nice to whoever it is that your dad is dating. You are going to make him proud, and you are going to make me proud. But most of all, you are going to do the right thing, because if you don’t, well, she will win. The whore will win. And you can’t let that happen. Do you hear me? You need to wake up tomorrow morning and get out of bed and continue on in life. Because it isn’t who your dad sleeps with that makes you who you are. It is what you do about it and how you deal with it. Remember all of the things that matter to you, and hide them. Don’t let anyone know what is that you want, because if you do then they will use it against you. Take what they need you to do, and do it. Do it well, and finish it. Finish this mess that your parents created and make them proud. Yes. Make them proud”
Just a girl...