Uncle Geoff: Part 4.

Someone once said......"All good things must come to an end" and who ever said this must of been very wise, because its absolutely true. We thank people like Nelly Furtado for pasting these words of great wisdom on to people struggling with life. And.....for Geoff they had all abruptly ended.

"Wheres the tea dear?" said Auntie Gertrude. "Coming......honey" sighed Geoff. Geoff with tea tray in hand stood beside the kitchen window starring at the playground across the street. This was something he had done for the last 2 years, it pleased him to see the children frolicking. ".....where does the time go" he sighed once more. "Dear? you coming?" said Auntie Gertrude anxiously. "Oh yes...." he replied. Geoff carried the tray and sat it on a dark wooden coffee table. He poured his "dearest" a mug and took a seat by the fire in a comfy armchair. 2 years of marriage to this hag was dreadful and still, since the first day they had met he had kept such a happy and calm resolve to draw her in. "Hmmmm....must work for the old fold as well" he thought. As he drank his tea he quietly drifted off into memory, thinking about time lost.

"Ahh! something touched me!" screamed Billy. "Its okay, its okay, its just my wizard snake". said uncle Geoff. Summer days around the back of the bike shed at Mary Maflagon elementary school. uncle Geoff loved the children and the children loved uncle Geoff. Until one unfortunate day when a teacher on duty saw uncle Geoff and Billy together. "My dear god Billy!" screamed the teacher. The teacher sharply blew her whistle and the next thing Geoff knew was he was in prison . Prison life was hard, constant shaking and erotic shower scenes with men made it hard to enjoy. Uncle Geoff and Billy tried to keep their relationship strong but it was too hard due to Geoff's confinements and they had to call it off. The days went slow and children-less nights even slower. Geoff was in for life with no chance of parole.

Sounds of fighting and vandalism woke Geoff up. It was a riot, the doors to his cell were open and Geoff quickly picked up the picture of Billy and bolted out the door. Running, he met a mexican-jewish imate named Marco de la Sanchez. Marco told him of the escape plan and together they made their way to the prison docks. Sadly as they were boarding the boat to freedom, Marco de la Sanchez was shot 216 times in the back. "Senior Geoff....tell my wife *cough* ....tell my wife and kids that I love them" and without another word he died. "I will Marco.....I will" said uncle Geoff as he revved the boat engine. "...but mostly your kids".

Uncle Geoff made his escape. And the little boat that could made it all the way to Mexico. Geoff assumed Marco's life and became a children's party planner. He enjoyed this very much and after the parties gave the birthday boys a special treat. Uncle Geoff acquired enough peso's to visit America and so he did and there he met the "love" of his life. This gave Geoff his citizenship but the hag he married knew his secret and said if he ever went around playing with little boys again she would send him back to Mexico. So eventually the uncle Geoff we know and love faded and became normal.....

"Here you are honey" said Geoff. "Thank you dear" said Auntie Gertrude receiving the tea. "Now isn't this better than touching little boys?". "Yes...." replied Geoff softly. "Well this tea tastes faintly of almonds hmmmm....funny that" said Gertrude. "Its the same as always honey". Eventually dear old Auntie Gertrude slumped back in her chair, dead. "Yes!" said uncle Geoff. "I'm back!......now wheres Billy?"

The End.