Loving Jenny

By | 18 October 2018

Loving Jenny From The BookA Strange Man In The House Turning The Corner, She Practically Barreled Into The Broad Chest Of The Man Coming Through The Kitchen Doorway He Was Carrying A Can Of Beer And A Bag Of Potato Chips There S Beer In The Refrigerator, He Said Almost Absentmindedly, Popping The Tab On The Beer His Gaze Went From The Can In His Hand To Her Face For A Fraction Of A Second It Seemed As If A Spark Of Something Flashed In His Eyes, Then He Was Edging Past Her.Jenny Watched In Stunned Amazement As He Continued Into The Living Room He Switched On The TV, Then Plopped His Large Muscular Frame Down In The Overstuffed Chair, Nudging The Footstool Closer With The Toe Of One Boot.The Sound And Picture Came On Green Acres, He Commented, Stretching His Long, Jean Clad Legs To The Stool, Crossing His Feet At The Ankles I Love Arnold He Tilted His Head Back And Took A Long Drink Of Beer, Then Opened The Bag Of Chips One Smart Pig All Jenny Could Do Was Stand In The Doorway And Try To Keep Her Mouth From Going Slack This Was Twilight Zone Material She Remembered Seeing An Episode Where A Person Could Simply Walk Through Walls And Become A Part Of Total Strangers Lives What S For Supper The Words Were Casually Tossed Over The Man S Broad Shoulder, As If He Took Her Presence For Granted, As If This Were Routine For Them Both.She Stared At The Back Of His Head Wavy, Dusty Hair Fell Almost To The Neckband Of A Blue T Shirt His Hair Color Would Probably Be Called Medium Brown, Except For The Long Sun Bleached Strands Running Through It.Jenny Finally Found Her Voice What Are You Doing Here Great He Pointed His Beer Toward The TV This Is The Episode Where Arnold Gets Amnesia, Enough Was Enough.Jenny Strode Into The Room, Flicked Off The Television And Turned To Glare At Him, Arms Crossed At Her Waist, One Hip Out, A Small Bare Foot Tapping The Floor In Front Of Her Who Are You, And What Are You Doing Here She Demanded Her Voice Came Out Loud And Angry, But Slightly Shaky.The Man Looked Up, Eyes Bland You Mean My Grandmother Didn T Explain It To You What Are You Talking About I M Lucas Tate Stella S Grandson The Bad Feeling She D Had Ever Since She D Heard His Footsteps In The House Intensified Tenfold And I Guess You Could Say I Come With The House He Paused I Live Here She Let Out A Strangled Gasp.He Popped Another Potato Chip Into His Mouth, Regarding Her As He Chewed, Assessing Her Reaction.

  • Kindle Edition
  • 189 pages
  • Loving Jenny
  • Theresa Weir
  • English
  • 18 October 2018