"Well yesterday," he chuckled inferring he was still a trouble maker. "My brother and I used to work on cars, play music, a pick up game or two of hockey when it was too cold to race cars or ya know before we could legally drive, not like t hat stopped us. We just hung out. One time, I set Mrs. Cole's rosebed on fire with some firecrackers," he laughed softly at the memory. "Shawn took the blame for me...he was a really good brother," his voice softened and quieted when he mentioned Shawn. Missing him took his toll. "We mostly stayed on this side of town. There's a family down on the other side by where the country club and all of that is who used to be friends with my parents. One bad business deal and an election, and the whole town divided. It happened when I think Shawn was about four," he mentioned.
"Don't worry, we'll just drive through Mr. Conner's cornfield," she winked before pulling out of the parking lot and heading down the road to her apartment. Biting her lip nervously, she was worried of what he would think of her place. It was a two bedroom apartment with a view of the river. She had a few plants on the balcony and two fake ones inside. Her home was warm and cozy with a comfy feel. Parking in her spot, she took the keys out of the engine and handed them to him. "She's all in one piece," her voice rang happily. Not wanting to depend on her father for money, she reminded herself that though this didn't compare to his palace, she paid for it all on her own. Leading him upstairs, she opened her door and tossed the keys onto her table holding a picture of her and her mom and a glass vase with a few roses that were still kickin from her last trip to the gardens in town.
"Don't worry, we'll just drive through Mr. Conner's cornfield," she winked before pulling out of the parking lot and heading down the road to her apartment. Biting her lip nervously, she was worried of what he would think of her place. It was a two bedroom apartment with a view of the river. She had a few plants on the balcony and two fake ones inside. Her home was warm and cozy with a comfy feel. Parking in her spot, she took the keys out of the engine and handed them to him. "She's all in one piece," her voice rang happily. Not wanting to depend on her father for money, she reminded herself that though this didn't compare to his palace, she paid for it all on her own. Leading him upstairs, she opened her door and tossed the keys onto her table holding a picture of her and her mom and a glass vase with a few roses that were still kickin from her last trip to the gardens in town.
January 9th, 2015 at 03:11am