Of course the other grand-kids were always there as well. His brother Sean and the cousins Bud, Stoney, and their older sister Rita .Everyone hung out except Rita. She was the oldest and had no interest in fishing with Pops or hanging out with kids. She just hung around the house and read and watched. In fact at times Dwight felt kind of creeped out at the way she watched, like she was waiting or planning or something. To a kid she just seemed weird.
When he saw his cousins enter the sanctuary Dwight felt a longing for the past, a momentary wish for simpler times, but of course he knew those days were long gone. With the thought he glanced over at his cousins, and when he did, there was Rita, looking at him. He quickly looked down and thought about how amazed he was that she hadn't changed. The same watching, as if she were waiting for something. After a couple of minutes he let his gaze move to his cousins once again. Rita was still watching but this time he could have sworn that there the slightest hint of a smile on her face. He looked away and made it a point to keep his attention on the words dedicated to the memory of his dead grandfather.
After the burial was complete all of the family members agreed to meet back at Aunt Beverly's house. There was food and the house was big enough accommodate the whole group. Dwight got in his car, started it, and put it in reverse. He was just beginning to back up when someone knocked on the window. Startled he slammed on the brake. As his window lowered he heard Rita's laughter.
“Damn Dwight” she chuckled, “you feeling a little spooked after being at the cemetery?”
He had never seen her actually laugh before. He was surprised at how different it made her look.
“No” he stammered.
Nothing else followed because the truth was what had spooked him was seeing Rita's cleavage so prominently displayed in his window not more than 6 inches from his face. She was not particularly well endowed so it was obvious that the cleavage she did display was by design rather than accident. And the design worked wonderfully because the young man found it almost impossible not to gawk as she leaned down to talk to him through the window.
“Listen” she began. “I rode over here with Bud but I need to run get a pack of cigarettes on the way over to Aunt Beverly's. Do you think I could catch a ride with you and get you to run by the store for me?”
Dwight thought she smiled as she asked but he couldn't be sure because of the movement of her tits as she made the request.
“Sure, I'll take you, get in.”
He wanted desperately to say more but he felt to certain that she had noticed him trying desperately to look down the top of her dress.
Once on the road the two cousins made small talk. Dwight shared the memories he experienced during the service for Pops and Rita simply listened and watched him in her same old peculiar way. Only this time, the slight grin never left her face.
Finally, when Dwight stopped talking long enough to take a breath Rita spoke up.
“Tell me Dwight” she asked, “do you have a girlfriend?”
“Not right now.” he answered, “Why do you ask?”
Rita seemed to ignore his question and continued with her next inquiry.
“Well have you had any girlfriends?” she continued.
“Yeah” he responded, “I've had several.”
“Ooh good!” she replied excitedly.
“Why is that good?” he asked.
Still following her own line of questioning Rita continued, “You were talking about when we were kids and I'm curious, did you ever notice I was watching you?”
She studied him intensely as she asked the question.
“Well yeah,” he replied “ I noticed you watched everyone.”
“NO” she quickly answered, “I didn't watch everyone, I watched YOU!”
Confused Dwight asked “What the hell is that supposed to mean? Why would a 20 year old girl in college want to watch an 11 year old punk ass boy? Were you majoring in Early Childhood Development or something? Did you think I might be a little retarded?”
Rita laughed hard with Dwight's last question. In fact she laughed so hard it was difficult to give him directions not to turn into the parking lot of the convenience store he was about to pull into.
“Go straight, GO STRAIGHT” Rita shouted through her laughter.
Dwight's tires squealed loudly as he whipped the car back into the road.
“What the fuck are you doing Rita?” Dwight yelled as he maneuvered the car back into the flow of traffic. “I thought you wanted cigarettes.”
“I do” she giggled, “I just don't want to pay for them. If you'll just drive out to Pop's and Mimi's house I left a pack out there.”
“Well I wish you would have said something” he fumed. “In fact” he continued, “I wish you had said something when you asked for the ride. It's gonna take forever to get out there and back. My mom's gonna kill me.”
“Oh don't worry about your mom” Rita said reassuringly. “ After all, she knows you're with me and the whole Goddamned family knows how undependable I am. Hell, I've worked for years to develop my family reputation, so why would I want to fuck it up now?”
Dwight was nervous about the new plans but he couldn’t help but laugh.
Rita didn't waist any time with silence. She reassured Dwight bey telling him “You know, everyone is so screwed up about Pop's dieing that they aren't even going to notice you've been gone for a couple of hours.”
“What do you mean a couple of hours?” Asked Dwight. “We can get out there and back in about twenty minutes.” he said. “I don't know where else you want to go but the answer is no.” he stressed.
Rita just grinned. Slowly she said “ Dwight, just listen to me. The reason I asked if you noticed me watching is because I know it had to be obvious. The thing is, I wasn't watching everyone. I was watching YOU.”
Dwight was confused. He couldn't understand why his older cousin would have been watching him. He asked “so why would you have been watching me? I was just a dorky kid.”
Rita grew suddenly very serious. She slowly, carefully said, “ No Dwight, you were never just a dorky kid. You were always amazing. You stood out like a thoroughbred stallion stands out in a crowd of ponies. I knew even when you were a little kid that it was just a matter of waiting a few years. And even more than that I knew it would be worth the wait.”
As the car pulled into Mimi and Pop's driveway Dwight felt completely confused. He didn't have any idea what the fuck Rita was talking about and he wasn't sure that she wasn't crazy. He just wanted her to get her cigarettes and let him get back to the rest of the family. She however had different plans