Two things you should know about me: 1) I never wanted to settle down, and 2) I’ve always had a soft spot for the bad boys. That’s why it’s so funny that I somehow became a married mother of three. What’s even funnier is that I love it.
My husband is a far cry from a bad boy, but there’s this crazy, unpredictable side of him that drives me wild. I never know what to expect with Rez, and he always keeps me on my toes. Never a dull moment. That’s what drew me to him when we first met – my friends thought it was his distinguished good looks, or even his family name I found attractive. But really, I just liked that wild look in his eye.
Still, I never thought I’d marry him, or anyone really. Not until he came to me with this absolutely insane idea that we leave Willow Creek together, and create some new kind of society. One where looks don’t matter, he said, where no one knows his name or his family history. It was all completely out of the blue, and it made no sense to me, but it didn’t matter. Love, he said, was about so much more than physical chemistry or impulsive lust. I laughed, of course, because Rez is a Hasslich! Impulsivity and lust are in his blood, and isn’t lust what brought us together in the first place? But Rez was serious – he was beyond passionate about the idea, about this traditional society where marriages are arranged and couples stay together no matter what. It was crazy and harebrained, and just insane enough to excite me. So I said yes.
And so we eloped, Rez and I. He took my last name, and the rest is history.
Beyond the success of Fairsfield, Rez’s biggest dream is to become a well-known comedian. He’s on the bottom of the totem pole right now, but he’s working his way up. For some reason, he’s required to learn to play music before he they’ll give him a chance to tell his jokes. He’s not very good, but I like to listen to him play anyway.
As for me, I’ve gotten a job in the tech industry. That means I spend a lot of time playing games on the computer, so I can’t complain. I’ve been out on maternity leave for quite awhile, but now that the kids are in school and our bills are increasing, it’s time for me to buckle down again.
Our kids are growing up so fast. Zelda and Zachary are always at the park, making friends with other kids their age.
Well, Zachary is, anyway. Zelda’s not much of a people person.
But even our youngest, baby Myles, isn’t a baby anymore.
But with the twins’ birthday getting closer every day, Rez and I spend time with the other Founders whenever we can. It’s important to Rez that we arrange Zelda’s and Zachary’s marriages now, so that we can surprise them with the news once they’re officially teenagers. Rez is sure they’ll be thrilled, there’s not a shred of doubt in his mind. But me? I can’t help but worry. Rez’s harebrained idea seemed exciting an interesting at the time, but my babies were only hypothetical back then. Now that they’re real, that they’re individuals with their own dreams and personalities, I wonder if arranged marriage is really what’s best.
But Rez has no doubts. He spends hours on the phone, making the arrangements. He talks a lot with Tatiana Cloud, whose son is Zelda’s age and who Rez says is her best prospective match. They’re both loners, and will each respect the other’s need for space. Rez says he trusts Tatiana, and I wonder why he would rather talk to Tatiana than to me, but I remind myself not to be jealous. It’s only business, so I keep my mouth shut. I do think the Oulette’s new boy is a better fit for Zelda, though. I’ve been talking with Maaike, and we have plans of our own.
I’m sitting by the window, texting with Maaike, when I see Rez outside talking to a man I’ve never seen before. Well, they’re not talking exactly – Rez is furious, and I recognize that wild look in his eye.
Something inside me stirs at the sight of it, and I’m filled with exhilaration.
I run outside to intervene, but if I’m honest I have no intention of breaking this up. If I know Rez, he’s said something offensive, he’s pushed too hard, he’s set the man off. And I don’t care because deep down, his wild side excites me.
But when I get there, I see that this altercation is escalating more quickly than I’d bargained for. I like seeing Rez in caveman mode, but I don’t want to see him fight. I step in and kiss his hands, trying to calm him down.
But the man takes the opportunity to mock me, and Rez looses his cool.
I standby helplessly, but luckily Rez emerges victorious, and the other man rushes away with his tail between his legs.
And suddenly, I realize, I’m feeling frisky.
On a whim, I throw caution to the wind.
And a few days later…
I’m pregnant again, and this time I hope for a sister for Zelda.
My pregnancy progresses healthily, but as the days go on, I become more and more exhausted. The twins’ birthday is impending, and fortunately, Rez has things “under control” in the kitchen.
He makes quite the mess, but at least the cake is actually edible.
Zachary blows out the candles first…
And Zelda goes next…
And as Rez prepares to inform each of them of their betrothed, I see both of my children take a deep breath. Rez opens his mouth, the eagerness written on his face, but just as he begins to speak, a cry escapes my mouth.
I’m in labor.
Welcome to the family, Poppy Capricciosa!
Zelda Capricciosa : loner, hot-headed, Fabulously Wealthy aspiration.
Zachary Capricciosa: genius, slob, Bodybuilder aspiration