로그인"Tara!", Larry called out from behind, switching on the lights. I exhaled, cussing myself at the moment."Babe?", I slowly turned to him, carrying a miserable smile on my face."I can't believe you", he walked forward with scowling. Dropping his case on the bed, I turned my head around, glancing at the yard once more. The silhouette wasn't there.Not tearing his eyes away from mine, he began to unbutton his suit, pulling off the shoulders."Babe I --" I got up saying."How many time have I told you not to?", he narrowed his eyes, unbutton his white shirt.I sighed looking down."Tara over and over I've told you to quit this habit. You promised me!", He walked to the closet, placing his clothes according on the shelves.
On the dinning table, Larry sat at the table head, with me at his right. As we had our dinner, Grannie placed her focus on feeding Gabriella on her baby seat.Larry smiled at the sight of her struggles, as Gabriella continuously pushed the food out of her mouth, messing up her bib. She giggled each time she spat out."Ugh this child", Grannie shook her head, trying another technique in feeding her. I smiled with my heart at rest."Huh?", Escaped beneath my breath as I felt fingers on my laps. I snapped my head to Larry, seeing him eating with one hand, and his other on my lap. He kept a straight face, like nothing was going on in his mind.Moving his fingers from my lap to the edge of my flare skirt, I harrumphed. He pushed his hand under my skirt and went to my behind, taking a bite of his food unbothered.Larry's eyes didn't even glance at me, it was as if his hand didn't
"Hey babe", Larry walked to the space next to me, dropping the groceries on the surface. I turned to him, hiding my bleeding finger behind."Hey", I lifted my wound-free hand up, holding his jaw as he stole a quick kiss."How was shopping?"."Boring... You weren't there", he turned back, unpacking the groceries with a grin."Aw how adorable", I chuckled turning to the half sliced onion on the chopping board. He flashed his eyes at the board then back to the his front.Taking in a deep breath he asked without looking at me, "Do you smell that?"."Smell what?", I held the knife with my good hand, secretly wiping the blood under my apron."Blood", he turned to me, slamming a can on the surface. I was instantly gobsmacked at his statement."How did you--". He stepped forward, towering over me. He seized my left hand from behind, looking at my wounded finger."You
Walking barefoot on the wooden cold floor, I rubbed my fingers over the mini sculptures and follies, placed deliberately on the book shelf. I stepped forward to the remaining decorations.The sun shined it's ray through the open windows. Birds chirping with the cloudless sky and soft warm breeze."Tara!".I snapped my head back, spotting Grannie and Larry walk in. Grannie being dressed in her usual simple floral gowns. Her gowns were all similar but of different colors, since the first day I stepped foot in the shelter. She walked up to me."Yes Grannie", I wried completely, letting my body face her."Sorry, hope I'm not disturbing you?". I shook at her statement my head with a warm smile."Good", she stretched her hand to the side, motion Larry forward. He walked up to us, with his bag hanging over his shoulder. His short soft hair was disheveled yet clean, seeming like he had combed it
Four Years later...I clinched my teeth, trying to hold laughter as it forces it's way through my breath."Stop laughing! You're distracting me!", Larry shouted, shooting out his arm to the beat of the loud playing music."I'm sorry", I pursued my lips with my fingers, "It's just really hard not to!". I busted into laughter.Larry froze, narrowing his eyes at me with a warning graze."I'm sorry... I just- I just-", I tried to catch my breath, gently wrapping my arms more on the sleeping baby in my arms."It's just so hard to comprehend the fact that I wasted two whole hours teaching you dance moves, and you only got worst", I shake my head looking down. I chuckled, brushing my fingers over the baby's face."Well!", Larry matched up to the couch with me on it. "It's not my fault you're a bad teacher!", He sat next to me, wrapping his
I scratched my eyes, feeling rays of light on my face.I stretch my limbs, pushing myself up."What? Was it all a dream?", I asked myself, itching my eyes sluggishly with both of them shut.I heard a bang at the door."Ah!", I jump up, staring at the open door. "What?", My eyes widened, drawing my stare around the room.That was not my room.It was a small simple room, less than half the size of my actual room. I looked down at myself. "Clothes?", I realized I wasn't in my dinner gown anymore, I was in a white night dress I'd never owned before."Where am I?", I looked towards the window. I gasped, seeing a green field outside and a barn.