Daytime TV sucks, she thought to herself. One more show about dumb women that love prisoners and I will scream. The clock showed 7:30PM, she was still unsettled about the ad and now the weird phone message. Her imagination was peaked; she could not get the caller’s words out of her mind. Taking a deep breath, she got up, walked into her bedroom, and opened the closet. “OK,” she thought. “I’ll go take a look, and then leave.” She had no idea of what to wear; she usually wore dress clothes to her job, and had not dated too much in the last few years, since her divorce. She spied something in the back of the closet that caught her eye. A few years prior, she had purchased a wild outfit to show herself off, for then husband, after she had caught him cheating on her with his secretary. “Let him eat his heart out,” she had thought, “I’ll be the wild-child and then dump his sorry ass.” The bright-red, vinyl micro mini skirt, barely covered her behind. The white, halter-bra top she selected. What she did was to climb in my lap, wrap her arms around my neck, and bury her face in my chest. I wrapped my arms around her as she started to sob into my shirt. Her distress reminded me of the last time I’d seen my parents. My brother had fallen down, and my mother had hugged him while he cried over it. The memory stung, and I leaned against Eretria’s shoulder and started to cry a little myself.Her tears eased after a few minutes, and she settled deeper into my lap. Leaning back, I shifted her to a more comfortable position with her cheek on my shoulder. Without thinking, I turned my head to plant a soft kiss on top of her head. The chair was sinfully comfortable, so when she began to softly snore, I too fell asleep.Sometime later, she stirred and sat up in my lap. “Ryan?”I opened my eyes. “Are you okay?”“Husbands and wives are family, right?” Eretria studied my face.I nodded. “Yes they are.”“Then, we’re family, too.” She laid her head on my shoulder again. “Right?”I sat still for.
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