Title:  Hi, God.  It's me . . . AJ.
Author: Melanie-Anne
Email: melani_anne@yahoo.com 
Rating: PG
Category: Humor (I hope *g*) and romance.
Summary: Grown-ups sure are funny.  Nobody answered my

question.  Mommy always said that I could ask you
anything, God, 
so will you please tell me what it means to secretly
be in love?
Disclaimer: They don't belong to me. Never have, never
will 
*sigh*
A/N: After my last couple of stories, I need something
light and 
fluffy.  So here ya go . . . Thanks to Laura for
betaing :o)
 
***
 
Hi, God.  It’s me . . . AJ.  Remember?  I’m in Mrs.
Damerell’s 
Sunday School class.  She says I’m s’posed to talk to
you before I 
go to sleep every night.  She says you can hear me
even if I don’t 
speak out loud.  How does that work?  Anyway, I’m
here.  What 
do you wanna talk about?
 
Umm . . . you sure are quiet.  That's okay.  I'll
start.
 
Grown-ups are funny.
 
Daddy went away for a while.  He was on a big ship -
like the ones 
you see on TV, with airplanes and stuff.  Then we
moved into a big 
house, one with an upstairs and a downstairs!  The
garden is also 
big.  Maybe Mommy will let me get a puppy!
 
Uncle Harm and Auntie Mac helped us move.  They’re my
. . . 
umm, godparents.  Daddy says that godparents are
special 'cause . . 
. umm, I forget.  Hey!  Is it 'cause they get to look
after me when 
Mommy and Daddy go someplace?  Like when I got to
sleep at 
Auntie Mac's house the other night?
 
Anyway, they have lots more shiny things on their
clothes than 
Mommy and Daddy do.  Uncle Harm’s a pilot, so he gets
to fly 
planes and he even has his own plane.  Mommy says when
I’m big 
I can go flying with him.  I’m three and a half now. 
When I’m 
four, I’ll be big!
 
Auntie Mac is really pretty.  So is Mommy, but Mommy’s
married 
to Daddy.  When I’m a grown-up, I’m going to marry
Auntie Mac.  
She already says she loves me, and she always kisses
me hello and 
goodbye.  Sometimes she hugs me and kisses me just for
fun.  
She’s not married to Uncle Harm and she doesn’t kiss
him either!
 
Anyway, when Daddy came back from his ship, he only
had one 
leg.  Mommy said he stepped on a . . . on a landmine
and there was 
a big bang - like when the coyote tries to catch the
roadrunner but 
messes up.
 
But the coyote still has all his legs . . .
 
Maybe Daddy will get a wooden leg!  Then he’ll be like
a pirate!  
That’d be so much fun.  We could live on his pirate
ship and sail 
around the world and stuff.  He’s been really sad
since he came 
home.  Maybe he doesn’t like our new house.  Is that
why he 
sleeps on the couch?
 
He doesn’t want to play with me anymore.  And he
shouts a lot 
too.  That makes Mommy sad and then she cries.
 
That’s why I’m glad Uncle Harm and Auntie Mac came to
dinner 
tonight.  I was s’posed to be asleep but I sat on the
stairs and 
watched.  It was like before!  Like at our old house. 
Daddy even 
smiled!  And I saw Uncle Harm look at Auntie Mac like
Daddy 
looks at Mommy.
 
Mommy always tells Daddy that Uncle Harm and Auntie
Mac are 
secretly in love, whatever that is.  I wasn’t s’posed
to be listening 
but sometimes Mommy speaks really loud.  I don’t think
I was 
s’posed to tell anybody . . . but I really wanted to
know what 
Mommy meant.  Uncle Harm saw me on the stairs and
called me, 
so I went into the dining room.  Mommy didn’t even
shout at me 
for not being in bed.
 
I sat next to Auntie Mac and hoped she’d give me a
kiss but I 
guess she was too busy eating.  And then Uncle Harm
looked at 
her *that* way again, so I asked, "Auntie Mac, what
does it mean 
to secretly be in love?"  I knew she’d know because,
next to 
Mommy, Auntie Mac is the cleverest person in the whole
world.
 
But she didn’t say anything.  She dropped her fork and
looked at 
Uncle Harm . . . kind of like how Mommy looks at
Daddy.  
Mommy’s whole face turned red and Daddy started
coughing.  
Uncle Harm just sat and kept looking at Auntie Mac.
 
Grown-ups sure are funny.  Nobody answered my
question.  
Mommy always says that I can ask you anything, God, so
will you 
please tell me what it means to secretly be in love?
 
Hey!  I hear voices outside!  What’s going on?
 
It’s Uncle Harm and Auntie Mac.  They’re standing by
Uncle 
Harm’s car; they always come in one car.  I wonder why
they don’t 
get married . . .  They’re *always* together.
 
Why are they shouting?  They’re standing right next to
each other 
so they don’t have to speak so loud.  If I open the
window, I can 
hear what they’re saying . . .
 
"-Does it have to take a damn child to open your
eyes!"
 
Boy, Auntie Mac sure sounds mad.
 
"I don’t want to ruin anything.  It’s taken so long
for us to get this 
far."
 
"And this is as far as it goes, right?"
 
"Sarah-"
 
Ooh, this is important.  Uncle Harm *never* calls her
that.
 
"Just what the hell are you afraid of?  Why can’t you
let go?"
 
Auntie Mac sounds like she's gonna cry.  She opens the
car door 
and Uncle Harm grabs her arm.  It’s like in those
movies that 
Mommy likes to watch.  Uncle Harm hugs her and kisses
her.  I 
guess they’re not fighting anymore.
 
Hey!  Auntie Mac never kissed me goodbye!
 
"AJ Roberts!  Why aren't you in bed?"
 
Uh oh!  That's Mommy's 'you're in trouble' voice. 
Daddy's right 
behind her and they both come to look out the window. 
Uncle 
Harm and Auntie Mac are still kissing.
 
Mommy tucks me into bed and kisses my forehead.  She
looks 
happy.  She and Daddy leave but I don't hear Daddy
going 
downstairs.  You know, he doesn't look so sad tonight
. . . 
 
I hear Uncle Harm's car start and drive away.  I hope
he and Auntie 
Mac come back soon.
 
So, God, are you gonna answer my question or not?  Or
is it one of 
those things Mommy will tell me when I'm big?  Just
remember, 
I'm almost four.
 
G'nite, God. I'll talk to you tomorrow.