Tuesday, July 17, 2012

Tessa Likes To Talk

Tessa Dilmont loved to talk. Her father said she was born talking. Her mother didn't know about that, but she did remember when Tessa was about six months old, and her brother, Jackson was leaving for school. "Say Goodbye to Jackson," she said to Tessa.

"Bye, Jackson." said Tessa.

"Did you just say -?" asked her mother in amazement. It couldn't be. Tessa couldn't have really said what her mother thought she heard, could she? She was only six months old. It was not possible. Her mother quickly convinced herself that it wasn't true and that she was just imagining she heard what she thought she heard. It wasn't until years later that she realized she had in fact heard exactly what she thought she'd heard. Tessa had clearly said goodbye to her brother at a mere six months of age. Those were Tessa's official first words, and she'd been talking ever since.

At two and three everything was why this and why that. At four and five she thought she had all the answers herself, and she was more than willing to share them with anybody whether they wanted to hear them or not. By six and seven she not only had all the answers but she knew all the questions too, and she would tell everybody what she thought they needed to know.

"You should wear your red sweater, Mom." Tessa would say to her Mom when her Mom walked into her room, "It would look great with those Lucky jeans and your red shoes. And you -"

"Tessa," her mother cut in. "I only came in here to find out what you want for dinner."

"Well, I would like a burger and you can make it with those yummy cheese fries and lemonade. Do we have any lemonade?  I think Jackson finished it. He is always doing that. It is so not fair and -"

"Tessa! I have to go make dinner." But Tessa didn't stop she just followed her mother out of the room and kept right on talking and that was a typical day with Tessa.

Tessa's grandfather even called her Talkie Tessie. "How am I supposed to find things out if I don't ask?" Tessa defended herself.

"How are you going to hear the answers to your questions if you don't shut up?" Jackson would tease her.  Tessa never thought that was very funny. She would give him a nasty look and keep right on talking.

One afternoon, Tessa was lying on the couch by herself. Her Dad was working. Jackson was at basketball practice. Her Mom was on the phone with her grandmother. Tessa hated to be by herself. She didn't like to not have anyone to talk to. Sometimes, she would even settle for talking to the dog or the cat, but neither of them were around either.

Just when Tessa thought she was about to die of boredom, her best friend Carrie showed up at the door. "Carrie," said Tessa happily. "I'm so glad to see you I -"

"There's no time for that now, Tessa." said Carrie. "I have big news. Chad Browning is filming a video at the park."

"Chad Browning?" asked Tessa practically fainting right there. Chad Browning right there in their own town? She couldn't believe it. Chad Browning was only her favorite singer of all time.It only took her about a minute to regain her composure and her voice, "Chad Browning," she said. "I can't believe it! Why would he pick our boring old town?" she followed Carrie out of the house and towards the park talking all the way.

The park was really crowded. Word must have spread that Chad Browning was in town. "Come on , Carrie. Let's go." said Tessa in disappointment. She didn't think they would be able to get anywhere near Chad. Besides, she didn't think she could be quiet for so long while they filmed the video.

"Carrie," said Tessa. She looked around but suddenly Carrie was nowhere to be found. "Carrie!" she screamed. "Carrie, where are you?"

A big burly security guard appeared. "Quiet little girl." he said as he attempted to usher her away from  the set.

"Let her go." said a sweetly familiar voice. Tessa looked up. Suddenly, she was staring right into the face of Chad Browning. She couldn't believe it. It was a dream come true. She wanted to tell him what a big fan she was. She wanted to tell him how much she loved his music. She wanted to tell him so many things, but she couldn't. She couldn't say a word.For the first time in her life, Tessa Dilmont found herself truly speechless, and from that moment on all anyone had to do to get Tessa to stop talking was mention Chad Browning. Things were sure a lot quieter in the Dilmont house.

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