"Where have you been?" Sam told Michelle he'd been worried sick. "You didn't answer my messages. What is going on?"
He thought they were on the same page. In fact, the same chapter in their own little romance. And it was going great, or so he thought. But then, this disappearing act.
She looked out of sorts too. She looked kind of ill, in fact.
"Lux is what is going on." She informed him. "She's...she is so hard to know. I don't even want to know her. And I'm only trying to get to know her..because..because ..she's your sister."
"Well..." Sam didn't know how he felt about calling her..his sister.
"She's got problems, Sam." Michelle went to change. He thought it best to make tea, or something.
Finally, she re-appeared in the kitchen in his thermal shirt and flannels. He supposed he should turn up the heat. It was getting colder, and the dead of winter, practically.
"But, she's not the only one with a problem, Sam." Michelle told him.
Sam went to pour hot water for the Sleepy Time tea. He couldn't imagine what she was getting at. He wondered if he was suppose to guess.
"I'm pregnant." She blurted, and Sam missed her cup completely with the hot water..which in turn hit him on the toe. As if this was no time to be caught off guard.
Thursday, January 19, 2012
Wednesday, November 16, 2011
positively not sure
"What are you doing?" Stan kept staring at Lux. Something was not right. "Should you be wearing something like that to babysit in?"
"What's wrong with it?" She winced as if she always dressed this way. Ready for a night out on the town, evidently.
"Are you going somewhere?" He was eating a piece of string cheese from the fridge.
"I'm staying in." She nodded. "I got my nights mixed up, thats all." He heard her go to their room and chunk the boots off. A few minutes later she came back in gray yoga pants and her hoodie over her WHERE'S THE BEEF Tee shirt. "Better?"
"Yeah." Stan winced with a smile. "I..I almost thought you were someone, else there."
So many things were floating around in Stan's head. Was Lux just acting out because of her parents. Or maybe she really had a serious personality problem he wasn't aware of. But he decided to start dinner and keep calm.
"What's wrong with it?" She winced as if she always dressed this way. Ready for a night out on the town, evidently.
"Are you going somewhere?" He was eating a piece of string cheese from the fridge.
"I'm staying in." She nodded. "I got my nights mixed up, thats all." He heard her go to their room and chunk the boots off. A few minutes later she came back in gray yoga pants and her hoodie over her WHERE'S THE BEEF Tee shirt. "Better?"
"Yeah." Stan winced with a smile. "I..I almost thought you were someone, else there."
So many things were floating around in Stan's head. Was Lux just acting out because of her parents. Or maybe she really had a serious personality problem he wasn't aware of. But he decided to start dinner and keep calm.
Friday, September 30, 2011
on any night
"You called him? Didn't you?" Lux's eyes blazed as she looked Michelle over in her shiny silver blue sequined mini dress they found for her at one of the thrift places for 15 bucks. It was a steal.
"I wanted Sam to know who I was with?" Michelle winced. "Whats the harm in that?"
"They are suppose to take us somewhere." Lux told her she should have demanded him to make reservations somewhere.
"Well, Sam's not exactly one of those poor little rich boys." Michelle reminded her.
"Oh, yes he is. He can afford it." Lux knew different.
"He lives in an old brownstone. Its a one bedroom and the fridge sounds like its got a bird in it, at night." Michelle shook her head.
"All right, he might not be Chuck from Gossip Girl. But he could take us, some place special."
"I really, have no where to go in this." Michelle slicked the sides down of the glittery dress.
"We should go to the club, at least." Lux knew a place they could squeeze in. She knew the guy at the door.
"Not tonight." Michelle told her they'd been out all afternoon. It was getting late. "I have to work early tomorrow. Don't you have a date with a six year old or something?"
"Oh that." Lux almost forgot about the babysitting gig. She was expected there in 30 minutes. She looked down in the high heeled booties. She'd accidently walked out without paying for them. They weren't the ones in the Desperately Seeking Susan movie. But they almost were. She guessed they wouldn't miss them. "Well, we'll go some other night. If the boys don't want to go, so what. We'll have a blast." Lux smiled. She was so ready to dance. She was bringing her favorite disco playlist tonight. It was time to party, where ever she was going.
"I wanted Sam to know who I was with?" Michelle winced. "Whats the harm in that?"
"They are suppose to take us somewhere." Lux told her she should have demanded him to make reservations somewhere.
"Well, Sam's not exactly one of those poor little rich boys." Michelle reminded her.
"Oh, yes he is. He can afford it." Lux knew different.
"He lives in an old brownstone. Its a one bedroom and the fridge sounds like its got a bird in it, at night." Michelle shook her head.
"All right, he might not be Chuck from Gossip Girl. But he could take us, some place special."
"I really, have no where to go in this." Michelle slicked the sides down of the glittery dress.
"We should go to the club, at least." Lux knew a place they could squeeze in. She knew the guy at the door.
"Not tonight." Michelle told her they'd been out all afternoon. It was getting late. "I have to work early tomorrow. Don't you have a date with a six year old or something?"
"Oh that." Lux almost forgot about the babysitting gig. She was expected there in 30 minutes. She looked down in the high heeled booties. She'd accidently walked out without paying for them. They weren't the ones in the Desperately Seeking Susan movie. But they almost were. She guessed they wouldn't miss them. "Well, we'll go some other night. If the boys don't want to go, so what. We'll have a blast." Lux smiled. She was so ready to dance. She was bringing her favorite disco playlist tonight. It was time to party, where ever she was going.
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