Journal entry:
Two weeks later…
Saturday, 11:30 pm

Two weeks have passed since Dad proposed to Chelsea and nothing else exciting has happened. Dad is still receiving the odd midnight phone call here and there but mostly on his mobile phone.

On the night of the wedding proposal Dad pulled me aside and gave me some pathetic excuse about the reason he was speaking fluent Russian on the phone. He said it was because he was doing language lessons over the phone and was repeating everything his teacher was saying. I didn’t believe him for a second.

I asked him about the text messages and the phone call from Grandma’s assistant, but he gave me some silly excuse that it had something to do with Chelsea’s holiday visa! It all sounded strange to me; even Theo and Janice didn’t think his excuses were good ones.

I have been way too busy with school and the parcel run to do any more proper snooping and with Grandma around I am supposed to be on my best behaviour. Grandma has graduated off her crutches and is using a walking stick. This is actually really bad for me because she caught me answering back to Dad the other day and she whacked me across the ankles with it…fudgeeee it hurt.

I told Dad that if she does it again I will tell someone who cares, but Dad warned me that Grandma’s a tough old nut and she doesn’t scare easily.

He got the ‘old nut’ thing right, sometimes I think she’s loopy, she says the strangest things in her sleep. And guess what? She keeps a small gun under her pillow. She says it’s not a real one but robbers don’t know that. She’s crazy if you ask me!!!

Dad and Chelsea had their official engagement party tonight at the town hall; it was okay I guess. Practically the whole town was invited except for Tony the taxi driver!

I am sooooo tired and I need to get some sleep because tomorrow morning we have to pick up Chelsea and take her and Dad to the airport. Goodnight!!!