Ch. 47

Tapping her pen nervously against the glass top desk in her bedroom, Trina waited for her mother to pick up the phone.

Feeling as if she had been waiting for hours, she knew that her mother was home.
But couldn’t help wonder why in the hell she didn’t pick up.

Muttering to herself while she doodled in her notebook she begged

‘Come on mom. Pick up the phone.’

Instead of drawing mindless shapes and sizes, her found herself doodling houses, the occasional stick figures and practicing her signature.

Out of curiosity, she play with her name, and his.

Hmmm. Trina Logan? Trina Logan Bongiovi? Trina Bongiovi? Jon and Trina Bongiovi?

‘Dear God, I’m only dating him. Well, kinda? What am i doing’

All mindless thoughts and dreams of what could and couldn’t be, stopped when Kevin Reid popped into her head.

It had to have been couple of years since she had seen him at least.

Although he was quite good looking with short blonde-hair and blue eyes, she couldn’t find herself attracted to him in quite the way she as with Jon.

Kendall was right as usual. The last time she saw Kevin, she had the feeling that he really liked her. A lot.
He was everything that anyone would and could want in a guy. He was sweet, gracious and cared for her a great deal, but all she could be to him was a really, good friend.

Two more minutes had passed and her mother still hadn’t picked up the phone.

As she got even more annoyed, she couldn’t help but remind herself over how annoyed Jon got over Kevin.

‘Wondered why he acted like that? I only went out on a few dates with him. It was nothing serious. Figures Kendall would exaggerate over something that for me didn’t mean anything more than a date.”

“Hello?” A faint female voice said in her ear.

“It’s about time you picked up. Mom, it’s me.” Trina said as began her doodling once again.

“Trina! Honey, sorry I was outside re-potting my plants, how are you?”

Trina was relieved. She was about to stop everything and drive to New York.

“Good. And you?”

“Oh your dad and I are fine. Getting ready to go see your Aunt Christine for a few days in Lake George. Wanted to report that those flowers you and Kendall got for me last year have gotten so big.”

Trina smiled. “No kidding. I’ll tell Kendall. Listen mom, I need a favor from you.”

Her mother giggled. “Of course. Anything. What’s up?”

“Kendall told me that Kevin Reid calls you every now and then. Any chance you have his phone number?”

She could hear her mother rummaging through papers. She knew that she was looking through what the family called the crazy phone book.

Instead of the phone numbers being written inside the book, they were attached in the book by various pieces of papers, in varying degrees of sizes, shapes and colors.

She never understood this system, but for her mom, it worked.

“Found it honey. It’ll be another moment.”

Trina giggled. “Take your time mom.”

She was still the most loving and disorganized person that she'll ever know. The total opposite of her.

“Okay, here it is. It’s 518-555-0000.”

Trina wrote it in her phone book and slammed it shut.

“Great, thank you.”


“I heard you laughing at me young lady.” her mother quipped.

“I still don’t get how with an actual phone book, you manage to have all those pieces of paper all over the place.”

Her mother laughed. “Believe it or not. I do know where everything is this way.”

“Oh mom.”

“I do Trina. You know how I love my system.”

Trina snickered. “I wouldn’t have it any other way.”

Her mother cleared her throat as she stayed silent for a couple of minutes.

“Still there mom?”


“Uh-huh. Honey, I just wanted you tell you how proud your father and I are of both you and Kendall. To see your name underneath one of those stories in of all places Rolling Stone, makes me the happiest lady in the supermarket when I do my usual lump purchase of every copy I see. And Kendall, how wonderful. She can finally use that CPA’s license she worked so hard to get.”

“Aww, thanks mom. You really buy all of the Rolling Stones they have in the store?”

“You bet. Every time I know you’re in them, I do. Everyone here is so proud of you sweetheart. I know you send me the pre-prints of the stores that you write, but I send the copies to friends and family. Your father by the way is bragging about how Kendall is seeing that guitarist, Richie Samborin or something?”

Trina chuckled. “You mean Richie Sambora? He’s one of Jon's best friend's and lead guitarist. Tell him to keep that quiet for a bit. I'll let Kendall fill you all in. But it is true that they are seeing one another.”

“What about you and Jon? Are those rumors true?” her mom asked.
“Well, I don’t know. He’s great though. He’s become such a good friend and there’s something going on. I just don’t know what it is yet.”

Trina mother laughed. “You are seeing him! I knew it!”

“Mom…I don’t’ know. It’s not official. We haven’t even been on a date yet. Things keep on getting in the way.”

“I won’t say anything. I just love and miss my girls.”

Trina’s eyes teared up. She and Kendall were very closed to her mother. When they were living in Schenectady, the three of them did everything together. She missed her terribly.

“We miss you. You know Jon says that you and dad can come anytime you want.”

“I know Kendall told us. Tell him thank you. Maybe you, dad and I will see you on our way from Lake George.”

“Ummm. Isn’t Jersey out of the way?”

“So what’s a delay? I can tell your brothers we’re talking a side trip. They’re gone half the time. They're doing their own thing.”

“About time.” Trina joked.

Her Mom laughed. “When you have your kids you’ll want them home with you as much as possible. When they’re not, its one of the hardest things to deal with. You’re happy that they’re moving on, yet sad because there is nothing more for you to do but be there for them when they need you.”

“So? ”

“So my darling Trina. Don’t ever miss a minute. Enjoy what you have whether if you have kids or if you and Mr. you-know-who get serious. Enjoy the time you have now. You’re going through something that most people only dream about. It’s a once in a lifetime opportunity. I’m telling you this because I know how hard you can be on yourself. Don’t waste this Trina, promise me. If you don’t, you’ll regret it.”

“And?”

“Finally, be you. Let him or whomever see the real you. I know you will and probably are, but I’m sure trying to fit in with all those celebrities can be hard. Let them see the great girl that is underneath the notebooks and wire-rimmed glasses.”

“I love you mom. Thank you.”

“I love you too. Give Kendall a hug for me. Your dad and I we’ll see the two of you soon.”

“Okay.” Trina said as she hung up the phone.

Kendall knocked on the door.

“Shit, was that mom?”

Trina nodded. “Yes, she told me to give you a big hug and that she’ll see us soon. “

“Aww, I wanted to tell her that I was dating Richie in case the tabloids started to bother her and dad.”

“She knows. Dad’s already been bragging about it to his golf buddies.”

“Dear God. Oh well…whatever. She okay with it?”

“You know her. She’s doesn’t care about the fame stuff. She just wants us to be happy. She did call Richie though, by mistake ’Richie Samborin’.

Kendall came in and plopped herself down on the bed. She began to laugh.

“Gotta love her.”

“So do. She gave me Kev’s number too.”

“Oh good. Did she say why he’s been calling?”

Trina nodded. “No, I kind of didn’t give her a chance to tell me why. Haven’t talked to her in over a month.”

“She and dad go all over the place since he’s retired. They’re pretty hard to track down these days.”

Trina nodded. “They’re going to see Aunt Christine’s for a few days in Lake George.”

“I’ve been trying to get them here. Jon said that they are welcome here anytime.”

“She told me. I think they will. Just have no idea when.”

“We’ll they are known for their surprises. Better be on the lookout.” Kendall said.

“True. Guess Matt and Pete are dating and doing various ’things’ apparently.”

“They’ll need bail money eventually with the way they act. Pray one of them or both has added the term job on their ’things’ list.” Kendall joked.

“She asked about Jon and I. I told her that something was going on, but I wasn’t sure what was going on. She then told me to love every moment and enjoy whatever that is going on between us.”

“She’s right. Why don’t you tell Jon how you feel?”

“Because I think he knows.“

“I don’t know about that. Did you see the look on his face when I mentioned Saint Kevin?

Trina rolled her eyes. She could have strangled Kendall for opening up a can of worms.
“That was two years ago. It was a handful of dates. It was harmless.”

“The man calls your mom every time one of your stories is printed. You don’t think that’s creepy?”

“No. Mom, because mom told me that she buys up all the Rolling Stone mags at the store and knowing her, she probably promised him one which is probably why he calls her.”

“Can’t buy the Philly Post in Schenectady unless you have a subscription.”

Trina looked down at her desk in confusion.

“He’s asking for those too?”

Kendall nodded as she got off the bed. “Yep. Listen sweetie, I’ve got some month-end work that I’ve gotta get to Paul, then Richie and I are going out. Mom is right, love what’s happening to you. Tell Jon how you’re feeling.”

Trina nodded. “Okay.”

“No. I know you. Not okay. Promise me. You don’t want to get into a situation with Kevin here and Jon throwing you to the curb because he thinks you’ve been leading him on.”

“I promise Ken. Now go. I don’t want Paul yelling at you because of me.”

Kendall waved and smiled as she walked out the door.

She opened up her phone book and went directly towards the R’s tab.

'Kevin Reid…Kevin Reid..Please do me this favor…Without adding a string or two. Can you do me this huge favor?’ she thought as she dialed his number.

An interview w/Trina Logan.

Hey everyone! I thought everyone would like to see an interview that "Trina Logan" did w/old friend Darryl Owens, who also writes for the Philly Post.

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