Re: Back at Gran's...
Sammy had to laugh as she left the kitchen. He had to be a dancer; he followed a joke as well as a cover story so easily. For the first time she had a inkling that if Tech wasn't so lab-oriented, he would do well in undercover work.
A light was left on at bedside, illuminating a turned down bed with plumped pillows and cozy looking quilts. Once dressed for bed in the long shirt she'd purchased, she climbed in between sheets soft with age and sighed as her eyes closed.
Something had happened, hadn't it? Some feeling or interest had kindled between her and Tech, or was she so far off base she couldn't see home plate anymore?
Whatever it was...it was nice.
(Read comments)
Post a comment in response:
scribbld is part of the horse.13 network
Design by Jimmy B.
Logo created by 
hitsuzen.
Scribbld System Status
