Chapter 37 I Got Some Splainin to Do Chapter 38 Life Ruined Chapter 39 Dancing Is Not for Me Chapter 40 Back at School Chapter 41 Mone-who Chapter 42 Too Cool for Tutus Chapter 43 Daphne Vlogs about Dancing Chapter 44 Blast from the Past Chapter 45 Texting Mae in the UK Chapter 46 The Drama Returns Chapter 47 A Reason to Smile Chapter 48 This Is It About the Author Copyright Back Cover
1 Always On the Move Confession 1 My life is one big movie series Confession 2 Some of the movies are in my head Some are as real as the ones on my MacBook computer I know what you’re thinking That’s crazy girl Crazy Creative Crafty It’s all about perspective Here’s the latest horror film that happened yesterday in the Louis household Disclaimer Some scenes may or may not be exaggerated for dramatic effect The opening credits roll in slow and bold Always on the Move The Sad Lonely Life of an Air Force Brat Starring Annabelle Daphne Louis Directed by Annabelle Daphne Louis It all begins on a dark and stormy Friday evening Dad makes dinner a fall-off-the-bone Puerto Rican stewed chicken dish called pollo guisado If you have never eaten this then you don’t know what it means to feel alive Family meeting in the living room Mom announces just as I’m sopping up the last forkful Mom loves meetings I’m more of a go-with-the-flow kind of girl Mom holds meetings about chores meetings about achieving goals and my favorite meetings about when we’re meeting again We all take a seat on the carpet because we’re not completely moved in to the new house yet Outside the wind is smacking a tree branch against the
window Gotta love when nature adds its own special effects Mom lights a few candles and clicks the dimmer on the light remote Dad clears his throat and lets out one long-winded breath If I didn’t know any better I would think they were about to summon a ghost And cue camera zoom Mom starts talking Annabelle we wanted to tell you the real reason we’ve moved to Linden The camera is zoomed in so close to my face I’m sure the viewing audience can see every freckle The skin under my eyes sinks lower and lower as seconds turn to minutes and Mom draws out her speech The audio fades in and out and all I hear are words like leave and assignment and alone The sounds and their words mix together I try to shake the scene out of my head Tell myself to quit making a movie out of every moment in my life and get back to focus But then it hits me What did you say Mom You’re getting what My throat tightens TDY TDY TDY Temporary duty yonder Fancy Air Force words for Mom’s leaving this time without us The letters repeat over and over until the final image closes out Wait there’s more Mom says Ladies and gentlemen we have a sequel Dad adds in his piece Since this will be Mom’s last assignment before retiring next year we’re going to stay in Linden and live civilian life She’ll commute to Fort Dix for work until it’s time for her TDY And with the transfer I landed a new Cisco client based in New York which means I have to travel into the city a few times a week so Slow down I say What about homeschooling Dad Mom and Dad lock hands and look at each other then back at me I know what’s coming I am going to middle school Real school with teachers and seventh graders and eyeballs and gym
You guys tricked me I’m standing now The camera angles upward to make me appear larger than I am I should’ve known something was up Just a week ago we were living happily ever after in Germany where Mom was Master Sergeant in the Air Force and Dad worked from home for Cisco all while homeschooling me Life was perfectly fine Then Mom comes home one day and announces we’re headed to the city she once lived in Linden New Jersey land of Targets Starbucks and an oil refinery that occasionally makes the whole city smell like a gigantic fart Her words not mine She’s been acting funny ever since Extra clingy with me Extra lovey-dovey kissy-face with Dad UGH Mom and Dad spring to their feet too The camera pans up and then zooms out The next scene plays out like a game of verbal Ping-Pong with me asking questions and Mom firing back answers How long will you be gone Six months not much longer A ghost whizzes by and punches ME right in the throat Why can’t Dad and I go with you like we always do ME MOM ME MOM this time I’m sorry Annabelle This is not like it was before in the UK Spain and Germany I cannot bring you to Afghanistan You understand schätzchen MOM calls ME sweetie in German to soften the blow It usually works Not