into the kitchen, Charlie meowing at her feet, and opened a can of cat food. Her gaze automatically went to the house next door and she didn’t bother to fight it. There was no activity. She filled Charlie’s food bowl and set it on the floor. He looked so content, she decided to cook herself some eggs.
After gathering everything up, she dumped two eggs and some milk into a skillet and stirred it up, added a dash of Bisquick. She flipped on the kitchen TV and caught the latest news on the Today Show. They were having a guest concert featuring Taylor Swift and she found herself humming the words to Begin Again.
Amused at herself, she dumped her eggs into a plate and sat at the kitchen table while the hosts of the program switched to an episode on how guys talk more than girls. Interesting. Until last night, she would have disagreed.
Last night Justin had talked a lot more than she had. That was unusual for her to talk less. She hadn’t noticed it until now as she thought back over the evening.
He had definitely talked more than she had. But she had been comfortable and had felt safe with him. Actually, to be honest, she was intrigued with him and wanted to spend more time with him.
She didn’t know where it would go. What she did know was that Justin was trouble.
She cleaned up her mess and went to sit at her desk. After studying yesterday’s work, she picked up a pencil and made a few changes. Then she turned to a new page and set out creating a rain storm.
Allora dropped to the ground in front of Winston, her vision blinded by the rain. The time for games had ended. It was time to tell him how she felt. But wait, he was hurt. There was blood on his cheek. He would be scared. She reached out and touched him. The blood disappeared. But something else was wrong. His eyes rolled back in his head and he collapsed at her feet.
It was mid-afternoon before she came out of her daze. There were papers scattered all over the table and a few on the floor. She glanced at her cell phone and realized that was what had jarred her out of her work. She checked the messages and read a text from her mom . Haven’t heard from you lately. Are you ok?
She laughed and sent a return message, I’m good. Been writing. Talk to you soon.
Then she looked outside and saw Justin sitting on the front porch next door. Her heart gave a little stutter. That was where she first had first seen him. The only difference was now she knew more about him. He wasn’t just an attractive guy next door. He was an attractive guy she had kissed. Kissed and wanted to kiss more.
She thought about going over to join him and maybe getting one of those kisses. Thought about it enough to get up and look around for her shoes. Then she realized she hadn’t even showered today and laughed at herself before a little ripple of panic shot through her. What if he came over early? He hadn’t said what time they would be getting together.
Feeling a sense of urgency, she took off toward the bathroom to run a bubble bath.
She loved days like today. Days when she could work all day and have something to look forward to in the evening. It was just perfect. In some ways, she thought it might have been nice to have gotten a phone call or a text message from Justin during the day, but if she were honest with herself, it was also nice to not be interrupted.
After her bath, which had been ever so peaceful and relaxing, she studied her clothes. Maybe she should make a run over to Dallas one day to pick up a new supply of
After gathering everything up, she dumped two eggs and some milk into a skillet and stirred it up, added a dash of Bisquick. She flipped on the kitchen TV and caught the latest news on the Today Show. They were having a guest concert featuring Taylor Swift and she found herself humming the words to Begin Again.
Amused at herself, she dumped her eggs into a plate and sat at the kitchen table while the hosts of the program switched to an episode on how guys talk more than girls. Interesting. Until last night, she would have disagreed.
Last night Justin had talked a lot more than she had. That was unusual for her to talk less. She hadn’t noticed it until now as she thought back over the evening.
He had definitely talked more than she had. But she had been comfortable and had felt safe with him. Actually, to be honest, she was intrigued with him and wanted to spend more time with him.
She didn’t know where it would go. What she did know was that Justin was trouble.
She cleaned up her mess and went to sit at her desk. After studying yesterday’s work, she picked up a pencil and made a few changes. Then she turned to a new page and set out creating a rain storm.
Allora dropped to the ground in front of Winston, her vision blinded by the rain. The time for games had ended. It was time to tell him how she felt. But wait, he was hurt. There was blood on his cheek. He would be scared. She reached out and touched him. The blood disappeared. But something else was wrong. His eyes rolled back in his head and he collapsed at her feet.
It was mid-afternoon before she came out of her daze. There were papers scattered all over the table and a few on the floor. She glanced at her cell phone and realized that was what had jarred her out of her work. She checked the messages and read a text from her mom . Haven’t heard from you lately. Are you ok?
She laughed and sent a return message, I’m good. Been writing. Talk to you soon.
Then she looked outside and saw Justin sitting on the front porch next door. Her heart gave a little stutter. That was where she first had first seen him. The only difference was now she knew more about him. He wasn’t just an attractive guy next door. He was an attractive guy she had kissed. Kissed and wanted to kiss more.
She thought about going over to join him and maybe getting one of those kisses. Thought about it enough to get up and look around for her shoes. Then she realized she hadn’t even showered today and laughed at herself before a little ripple of panic shot through her. What if he came over early? He hadn’t said what time they would be getting together.
Feeling a sense of urgency, she took off toward the bathroom to run a bubble bath.
She loved days like today. Days when she could work all day and have something to look forward to in the evening. It was just perfect. In some ways, she thought it might have been nice to have gotten a phone call or a text message from Justin during the day, but if she were honest with herself, it was also nice to not be interrupted.
After her bath, which had been ever so peaceful and relaxing, she studied her clothes. Maybe she should make a run over to Dallas one day to pick up a new supply of
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