6.2.25

Look who finally comes walking in. she was the only one in the room
                                                                              coming into the kitchen through the back porch door beginning to shut it hearing her he casted an errant glance over his shoulder said Speak of the Devil

   You’re home again?

Have I missed any of my obligations

he hadnt
          which only emphasised his absencehis not being at her beck and callshe could do either with the best of them but a sibling would have to perform them when she rather he did

You look like the Wreck of the Hesperu . .
. . Been on the move roving
                             As Dad says Hard to hit a moving target
Where have you been?

Around

Where’s around?

he wasnt in the mood any more than she was he turned in a complete circle
                                                                                 Been around
Do you have to be so . so . . . SO?

I do

You’ve younger brothers and sisters who’l . .
. . Learn from my example meet your obligations an theres nothinreally Mom can complain about lest she complainin for complainings sake
                    Which you cantwont tolerate out of the mouths of your babes
Wha does it get ya
Am I right

she didnt care when he was right
                                    Why are you talking to me in this way?

Why are you complaining I not do something you hadnt asked me to do
What?

Something I didnt do you asked me to


  No.  But aside from your chores you’re not around.
You miss me  he smiled  let the subtlevenom subside
                                                          You miss me charmin youfraid Ill charm the pants off someone
Get knockedup Thall be the day
The day I get knockedup will be a day I actually want to be an it a longlong way off

You miss me

Id rather you say  Look wha the cat dragged in
                                                   We havent a cat I coud get you one I can get my hands on lots pussy  cats

Would you stop? STOP.
                          she shed her crustydemeanor  smiled   Look what the cat dragged in.
Thas better
             he walked over to where she sat with a tea grabbed her by the shoulders kissed the back of her neckrubbed a threeday stubble at the side of her neck

giggling she ran her shoulders uphigh tried to crook her head stop him
                                                                           which was useless
sitting in the chair beside herelbows on the table a Nono
                                                                  Whasup baby  I miss you too

afternoon,  Monday,  3  2. 25
1450,  Thursday,  6  2. 25

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