Wings of Love
opening the
tailgate as he removed Amy’s suitcases.  She followed him
up the front porch, gathering all the scattered
newspapers.  She took her keys out of her purse noticing
the house was still dark.
    “It looks like Joey isn’t home
yet.”  Amy said as she placed the key in the lock and
opened the door.
    “I’ll run these upstairs for
you.”  Adam bounded up the stairs taking two steps at a
time before she had a chance to make any objections.
    “Thank you.”  She hollered up the
stairs then reached out the front door to get the
mail.  Amy yawned again still sleepy from the busy
weekend while she thumbed through the envelopes sorting out hers
and Joey’s separately.
    Adam leaped down the stairs then pulled Amy
into his arms looking into her hazel eyes.  “I guess its
back to reality.”  He joked then changed to a more
serious tone.  “I’m going to miss waking up next to your
gorgeous face.”  He tapped his finger lightly on her
nose.
    “Aww…you’re so sweet,” she cuddled into his
body enjoying his warm embrace.  “I’m going to miss your
arms wrapped around me while I sleep.”
    Adam hugged her again then kissed her
goodbye.  “I’ll see you Amy,” he walked reluctantly out
the door and headed towards his truck. 
    Amy watched out the window as he left,
holding her hand up in a half-hearted attempt of a
wave.  She closed the door as his truck disappeared down
the street, already feeling empty without him here to share the
afternoon with.  Trying to keep her mind off of her
loneliness, Amy decided she would get a few things accomplished to
make the transition back home easier.
    By the time Amy had showered, unpacked, did a
few loads of laundry and had a pot of chili simmering on the stove,
she heard Joey as he came in the front door.
    “Honey, I’m home.”  He hollered as
he dropped his duffle bag of equipment and suitcase at the door,
throwing his keys on the table.
    “I was starting to get
worried.”  Amy came into the living room still wearing an
apron and holding a wooden spoon in her hand. 
    “If you want chaos, insert Bob then add
water.”  Joey rolled his eyes and threw his arms up in
the air.  “I could have strangled him.  We
missed our flight because of him.”
    “What the hell happened?”  Amy sat
down on the arm of the couch.
    “I hadn’t seen Bob since the night at the
disco when he left with those two chicks.”
    “Uh-oh,” said Amy as she tilted her head
curiously waiting for Joey to finish the story.  “I hope
he didn’t get himself into more trouble.  He’s already on
probation.”
    “Exactly, here I am worried all morning that
he could be in some serious trouble or worse.”  Joey
continued as he sat down on the couch by Amy.  “He
strolled in late this morning without a care in the world, looking
like he hadn’t slept all night.  And from the wild story
he told me my assumption was right.”  Joey chuckled as he
recalled the antics of Bob’s night.  “Then to top it off
Angie got mad at me because she didn’t think it was as humorous as
I did.”
    “Joey Makowski, you better watch
yourself.  You are lucky to have a woman like Angie by
your side.”  Amy scolded her brother pointing the spoon
at him.  “Don’t give her any reasons to worry about you
when you’re away.”
    “Hey, I didn’t do anything!  You’re
yelling at the wrong person.”  Joey hid behind his arms
pretending to protect himself.  “I’m just the
messenger.”
    The telephone rang just in time to interrupt
any more lecturing from Amy.  She gave him a look with
her eyes warning him to heed her words as she ran to answer it
hoping it was Adam.
    “Hi Amy,” Janet’s voice was on the other
end.  “I just wanted to make sure you’re all got home
fine.”
    “Yes, we are all home safe and sound,” Amy
said as she watched Joey ladle himself a big bowl of
chili.  “A little jet lagged but it was well

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