cannes: arrival

i made it to cannes

fiona nicholson / sent 8:34 pm cest

wish you would have come, it's beautiful here

fiona nicholson / sent 8:35 pm cest

don't forget that aunt heather's going to swing by on sunday and take you to lunch, she told me she'd call and remind you but we both know how you are about answering the phone

fiona nicholson / sent 9:18 pm cest

dad?

fiona nicholson / sent 12:42 am cest

got it

josiah nicolson / sent 6:52 am cest

okay, love you

fiona nicholson / sent 6:53 am cest

May 12, 2018

You forget to pack a hairbrush and that's the first thing that makes you think about it.

It's a total nonissue. Someone's dashing out to get you a new one in the time it takes for you to even mention it, and it's not like anyone is going to let you touch your own hair for the next week anyway. You're pretty sure if a surrogate could be hired to perform your breathing for you, it would have been arranged by now. The lack of control is stifling but also comforting, like it's enveloped you so completely that your conscience finally just gave in. You're a baby in a plush swaddle blanket. You're the contents of a really awesome burrito.

God, you could go for a burrito right now.

"I could go for a burrito right now," you say, absently picking at a cuticle, and Jordan laughs while swatting at your offending hand with the force and precision of a studied beauty ninja. She promises you'll both get burritos once this whole thing is over as she lovingly attacks you with an orange wood stick. You will the tension out of your shoulders as she moves onward and upward, pulling your hair back from your face with the hairbrush from her own kit.

"I've got your back," she assures you, and you try to nod in response without actually moving your head. The brush is still a nonissue. You're just not used to forgetting things.

happy mother's day

fiona nicholson / sent 7:01 pm cest

Thanks kiddo!! Rocko's so bad about remembering to tell me, never gets me flowers, never makes breakfast...

heather hamby / sent 7:20 pm cest

well, he's still a puppy, you have to give him time to learn to use the waffle iron

fiona nicholson / sent 7:23 pm cest

LOL!

How are you? Having fun? I Google Alerted you so it's like I'm there!

heather hamby / sent 7:25 pm cest

you're crazy! yeah, it's been so great. overwhelming, but great? the real rigmarole starts tomorrow, so we'll see how i do then

fiona nicholson / sent 7:26 pm cest

how's my dad?

fiona nicholson / sent 9:59 pm cest

He's good. You know I always forget how little he talks until I'm trying to talk to him?

heather hamby / sent 10:13 pm cest

haha, well

fiona nicholson / sent 10:13 pm cest

i thought i had something to add to that but i don't

fiona nicholson / sent 10:16 pm cest

haha

fiona nicholson / sent 10:16 pm cest

Haha

heather hamby / sent 10:17 pm cest

mom was always the best one at getting him to talk

fiona nicholson / sent 10:25 pm cest

Yeah, she was good at that. Not just with him, with everyone. She could keep a conversation going like no one else I knew.

heather hamby / sent 10:28 pm cest

yeah

fiona nicholson / sent 10:28 pm cest

How are you holding up?

heather hamby / sent 11:39 pm cest

oh i'm fine! sorry. i didn't mean to take things to a weird place

fiona nicholson / sent 10:40 pm cest

i'm fine. gets easier every year!

fiona nicholson / sent 10:40 pm cest

thanks again for checking in on dad, i really do appreciate it

fiona nicholson / sent 10:42 pm cest

Of course! You know I'll take any excuse for a little vacation

heather hamby / sent 10:46 pm cest

I'm visiting some friends tomorrow but I'll see if I can get him to join us for dinner.

heather hamby / sent 10:47 pm cest

you're the best, heather

fiona nicholson / sent 10:49 pm cest

Take it easy! Enjoy the rest of your night.

heather hamby / sent 10:50 pm cest

thanks, you too! or day, for you i guess!

fiona nicholson / sent 10:51 pm cest

love you

fiona nicholson / sent 11:23 pm cest

Love you too

heather hamby / sent 11:24 pm cest

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Voicemail for Josiah Nicholson

"Hey, it's Heather. It's around six, Sunday night, so you're... yeah, you know, I probably don't want to know what you're up to. I'm meeting up with some friends tomorrow... Jay and Yvette and Tom and, you remember the old gang, right? And I promised Fiona I'd try to get you to come, so... look, I already feel like shit for lying to her about lunch today but I let you off the hook because I know this day sucks for you, but you have a daughter facing a huge and potentially defining moment in her life right now and this day sucks for her too but she keeps texting me asking about you. And if she's preoccupied worrying about you, she's not going to be on her game, so I'd like to be able to tell her that you left the house and acted like a human without having to lie my way around it. So just... call me back when you get this. And take a fucking shower! Jesus Christ."

August 4, 2000

"I like to make lists, so I don't forget things."

Your mom is silly.

You're sure she must know this is true, and that's why she grins as she flashes you the yellow ruled notebook in her hand, filled out with an orderly list printed in her neatest handwriting, an identical box next to each item waiting to be checked off. "See? If I write it down, I know exactly what I need. That way I bring everything I need, and I leave the things I don't." Her voice is lowered to a conspiratorial stage whisper as she leans in closer to you, "when your dad and I went on our honeymoon, I had three suitcases for a one week trip. And a carry-on. And a purse! How crazy is that?"

"Don't know why you're acting like it's a secret I might have forgotten," your dad calls out over your fit of laughter, not unkindly. "I carried all three of them across Europe, there's no forgetting that." He stops to peer over her shoulder, then points to a blank line. "Hairbrush."

"Hairbrush," she replies, adding it to the list. "What would I do without you?"

"Perish, I'm sure. Or at least your hair would be terrible."