Sunday, April 3, 2011

out of his hair

"Just why are we helping?" Michelle asked as she was dragging a heavy box toward the storage in the building where Lux was moving in to.

"Because, we want the place to be ours, not there's." Sam was in a huff. "Besides, doesn't it feel funny for you to be around Stan?"

"Funny?" She gave him a cross look, as she put her hand on her hips. "I've known him all my life, Sam."

"But he's not like a little brother to you, now is he?" Sam let slip. He really didn't want to talk about it. He wasn't going to bring up the past.

"What, that we slept together?" Her eyes were so serious. Sam so wanted to avoid him.

"This really isn't the time or place to discuss this." Sam pushed on with the boxes of the wonderful and charming gnomes that Lux didn't want in the bedroom. Michelle had the clowns, all wrapped in news paper and bubble wrap.

"You have a problem with him, don't you?" Her eyes were so bright, yet that festered look put him off.

"No, I don't. Promise. I'm not judging. Honestly. I'm not like Lux, in the least." He shook his head, no. Perspiration seeped from his forehead. God, it was getting so hot up here in the storage space. Shouldn't something like this be in the basement?

"I don't believe you." She crossed her arms and waited for an explanation.

"I don't know why you're like this." Sam shook his head once more as he rested his hands in his back pockets of his jeans, wishing he'd worn short if he knew it was going to be so stuffy and blazing steamy, but not in a sexy the least. "Maybe..its you with the problem, Chelle."

"Oh, don't you go there." Now she was really pissed.

"I'm sorry. I just want ..this done. I want Lux out of my life, you know." He winced hard, tried to wipe the sweat away with his finger tips.

"Don't you though? Are you sure?" Michelle scowled.

"God, yes, what is with you. Don't you want us to be on our own?" Sam was frustrated now.

Suddenly, Stan appeared with another box.

"Hey, what's up?" He looked like a happy puppy doing his duty. Getting it all squared away.

"Its nothing." Michelle looked Stan over while she moved closer to Sam. "We, we can't decide, just pizza or would you two want curry?"

Sam looked at Michelle with a wince. Was she going to be just as complicated as Lux?


  1. I hope it works out. Poor Sam.

  2. That's all they need, a tiff, now.

  3. Michelle is a little fickle. But she might be the one with the problem.

  4. Sam and Michelle, things might not be perfect.

  5. I hope things work themselves out. :/

  6. oh goodie..can't wait for more...


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