Chapter 9

“Who the hell is Naomi, and what does her daughter want with you?” My three daughters said simultaneously.

“Grab a drink and sit down girls. This story will take time to tell.” “Give us the short version, Unc.” “There is no short version Brenda, as this involves all of us and how we got to this point in our lives.”

Two hours later I wrapped up the story. The girls were looking at each other and at Pam and me. Sydney finally broke the silence. “WOW, we’ve only been sisters for less than a month; now we have another sister. What’s her name?”

I looked at Pam who looked back at me and the three girls. “Her mother named her Jamie. She got in touch with me from the address your father gave her mother 15 years ago. I bought her a ticket to Atlanta since I was going to be their taking mom to the new place.”

“What the hell are you talking about Mom? What new place? What the fuck have you two not told us now?”

“All in good time. I met your sister in Atlanta and spent three days with her. Her mother apparently had problems with men and drugs. The guy she went to the North of France with turned out to be a pimp. He got her mother hooked on drugs from which she never recovered. She was passed around from one pimp to another until they wanted her to pimp out her daughter at the age of 11. Her mother refused and was put out on the street. She survived another 2-1/2 years as a street hooker until succumbing to an overdose. Jamie was searching through her mother’s papers and came across her birth certificate, her mother’s marriage license to your father and his California address at the time, which was Mom’s house.

Jamie had nowhere else to turn so I invited her to move in with us. She is currently in the process of moving her belongings to the island then will meet us in Aruba four months from tomorrow.”

“Aunt Pam, what the hell is going on? We live in California and what the fuck island are you talking about?” “Bro, you want to help me out here?”

“It’s like this girls; after everything that happened and your demeanors we thought it would be good to make a change, especially given the incestuous relationship between Pam and me. An opportunity presented itself to purchase an entire island in the BVI and we jumped on it. We didn’t tell you about it, wanting to surprise you. Given the current circumstances going back to LA wouldn’t be an option even with their liberal attitude.”

“Okay Dad, let’s see if I’ve got this right. We aren’t going back to LA and all our friends. Instead we are all moving to some island where you and Aunt Pam can live as husband and wife from now on.”

“Sydney, let’s look at it this way; the three of you are pregnant with my babies by your own choice. This would not be accepted even in Cali. On our own island, which is not subject to any countries laws, we can live as we please. Do you want to live by some society’s morals or do you want to have as many of my babies as you can? And I’d say we’ve all been living as husband and wives for four months now.”