Her boyfriend Mike, whom we love like a son-in-law already, is a great kid. They live with each other . . . actually with us, right now. They just moved down to Southern California, where we relocated a few months ago.
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Mike was Kelly's best friend in the eighth grade. And they've been best friends ever since.
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They love each other, a lot like Beeky and me.
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I thought I'd never allow another guy near my girls.
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Then there's Joanne, who's Becka's youngest. She's 23.
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She now works for a Lexus dealer in the San Fernando Valley. She's in the business end.
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Julie and Kelly are my kids with my first wife.
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Michelle is Becka's kid with a guy named Paul.
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And Joanne is Becka's kid with a guy named Elliot.
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That reminds me of one of our all-time favorite escapades as a family.
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I think you can take this as proof our family finally healed and we all knew for sure that we loved each other to death.
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Death being involved in this caper, actually, now that I mention it.
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One day we got a phone call in Kansas City.
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Becka went cut to be with Joanne in California.
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Meanwhile, back in Kansas City, someone would ask me where Becka was.
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I'd say she was out in California because her ex-husband, Elliot, died.
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And people would go, "Awww. That's too bad."
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And I'd go, "Why? The guy was a jackass."
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But anyway, Elliot had finally checked out of Heartbreak Hotel, otherwise known as his life.
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I say that because this cat was a huge Elvis fan.
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Make that HUGE Elvis fan.
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All capitals, italicized and boldfaced.
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HUGEyeah just like thatElvis fan.
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He was one of those dudes who used to go around impersonating Elvis.
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Elliot's house looked like an Elvis museum.
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Every inch of wall space . . . pictures, juke boxes, posters, capes, tapes, mementoes.
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