PDX Arrival

I came from the jet way and, just like last time, my Dad and sister were waiting for me.  Again, Rachel pulled me into the biggest hug she could muster and said, “I hope you enjoy it out here.  I really could use the company.  We’ve really missed you.”

She then presented me with a ticket.  “Rose Arena – AWF Monday Night WAR!” is what the ticket read.  Rachel explained, “Wrestling is coming to Portland tomorrow and you’re coming with me.”  She looked very excited and gave me the look which told me clearly that I better not say no to my little sister.

I put my arm around her and said, “Of course I’m going with you.”

She boasted, “Dad was the 10th caller and won them on the radio the other week.”

Dad added, “Then I found out I had to work and couldn’t go.  Cathy doesn’t watch Wrestling, only Rachel really.”

We were dropped off at the apartment and Dad had to head straight back out to work.  “It’s going to be a you-and-me day today.  Let me feed you lunch and it’s going to be just you and me for dinner also.  Like before, I want to share my bed with you,” Rachel explained.

We sat down on the sofa together after she fed me lunch, and did not mind one bit as I used her breast as a pillow. She whispered, “I remember from last time; I know this comforts you.”

“We both need a shower, and I don’t care that we are together. There isn’t much hot water, and it’s either we take a shower together, or one of us takes a cold shower,” Rachel said.

“Alright,” I said sleepily.

We were standing together and it felt weird when she pulled me into a hug with the shower going.  Of course, I always was willing to accept a hug from my sister, so I happily let her.

We got dressed in something simple: Rachel was wearing just night shorts and a t-shirt and I followed suit.  Rachel explained, “Since we aren’t going anywhere today, just something simple.”

That’s when she saw a text message on her phone: “MEET @ LLOYD?”

“Oh, that’s my best friend Noelle.  I just want to spend today with you and since Wrestling is tomorrow, let me call her,” Rachel said.

“Thanks for the invite, but my brother just flew in from Virginia and I want to spend the day with him.  You know I’m taking him to watch wrestling tomorrow.  During the day, I’m going to show him MAX trains if you want to join before I take him to the Garden.”

After Rachel got off the phone, she explained, “Tomorrow during the day, I’m taking you to Portland to go ride the trains, then we’re going straight to the Garden Arena for AWF Wrestling. Today, however, I just want brother/sister time.”

“Yes, please. Brother/sisiter time,” I replied, pulling her into a hug, “I just want to be at your side.”

“As do I,” She replied, clearly not wanting to let go. We sat there on the sofa, arms curled tightly around each other, and had no plans to get up. My sister was happy, and that is all that mattered to me.

As we just curled into each other’s arms, I asked her, “How are you adjusting?”

“I hate being away from you and Jess,” Rachel replied, “The school is nice and everything, but it is not home.”

“I hate being apart myself,” I said, “Someday, the three of us need to get together.”

“Jess promised that we would be traveling up to Federal Way to spend a week with her,” Rachel said.

“When are we going up,” I asked.

“Next week. Jess wanted to give you some time to adjust to the West Coast time,” Rachel replied, as she took my hand and adjusted it so that she was snuggled closer to me.

“I don’t want to let go,” I whispered.

“I don’t want you to let go either,” She replied. She paused a bit, then continued, “Here’s the plan. Jessica is putting us on the train on Monday and will pick us up in Tacoma. There’s a bus that will take us to Federal Way where she lives.” My sister and I sat there together, curled into each other’s arms, not needing to really say anything – we just wanted to be together.

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