have?”
“Sure, the bottom row is where
everything that isn't action adventure lives, the top three rows are
action adventure. Take a look and see if you can find something you'd
like to watch.”
Margaret went over and examined the
shelf. While she was doing so Greg went into the kitchen, took his
painkillers that he was due for, and started another pot of coffee.
This time he went with an Ethiopian blend he was fond of. It was as
far different from regular coffee as the earlier Jamaican was but
entirely different from the earlier brew as well. He considered the
fact that he might be trying to impress Margaret and decided that he
probably was. Maybe fancy coffee wasn't the right way to do it but it
was one of the few options he had in his arsenal that he could use
right now.
He headed out to the living room again
while the coffee brewed.
“Did you find something?”
“Yes, I did. How about this one?
I think it's part comedy and part action adventure, yes? It might
appeal to both of us.” She held up 'Last Action Hero', an okay
movie in his opinion, but not one of Arnold's better films.
“Sure we can watch that; it's
okay, but not great. It has a few good moments though, and it is both
comedy and action.”
Margaret bent over and placed the disc
in the player.
“Oh, I had a thought, I should've
mentioned it earlier” Greg said, “We should probably wash
your regular clothes if you want them to wear tomorrow instead of
stuff that's too large. If we pause in the middle of the movie to
switch them to the dryer they'll probably be done and ready by the
time it's over.”
“Oh, thank you. I hadn't thought
of that. It's been a strange day.”
“You've got that right. I've been
having a pretty strange week myself. Here, I'll show you where the
washer and dryer are or I can just put them in myself if you like.”
“No, that's okay” Margaret
grabbed her clothes which were still folded and stacked on a table in
the corner. Greg noted that she went out of her way to ensure that
her underclothes were hidden inside the other clothes.
“Follow me then, it's just next
to the downstairs bathroom here.”
Greg showed her the tiny laundry room
and then went back out to the kitchen to pour some coffee. He brought
it into the living room just as Margaret was returning.
“If we listen during the quieter
parts of the movie, we can hear when the washer shuts off and pause
to switch them over to the dryer.”
“Thank you again, I would've
hated to put those on in the morning if they hadn't been cleaned.
They're the only clothes I have left and I'd already worn them for a
few days.”
“You're welcome. Here's a
different kind of coffee for you to try.” he handed her the
cup, “let's get the movie going, shall we?”
The movie went over well. He had
worried that there might be a bit too much overblown action to it for
her to enjoy but she seemed to like it just fine and even laughed at
a few spots. Despite watching, he still didn't see her smile though,
even when laughing her mouth stayed mostly straight except for a few
upward twitches at the corners of her mouth.
When the movie was over he was ready
for bed. He hadn't been kidding when he said it was a strange week
for him. His back was feeling awkward and stiff, even if it wasn't
causing him pain currently. He thought that a good ten hours of sleep
or so might be just what the doctor ordered.
“I'm for bed Margaret. Feel free
to stay up and watch television if you like. If you'd prefer to read,
the closed cabinet on that side of the room has my current stash of
books. I read pretty much a little of everything so it's a toss-up as
to whether you'd find something you liked. You can also hop on the
internet on my computer if you want. I don't know if you use the
web-based email services at all but if you do you can log into them
from here. It should boot straight up; I don't have the system
password protected.”
Greg stood and started to head for
“Sure, the bottom row is where
everything that isn't action adventure lives, the top three rows are
action adventure. Take a look and see if you can find something you'd
like to watch.”
Margaret went over and examined the
shelf. While she was doing so Greg went into the kitchen, took his
painkillers that he was due for, and started another pot of coffee.
This time he went with an Ethiopian blend he was fond of. It was as
far different from regular coffee as the earlier Jamaican was but
entirely different from the earlier brew as well. He considered the
fact that he might be trying to impress Margaret and decided that he
probably was. Maybe fancy coffee wasn't the right way to do it but it
was one of the few options he had in his arsenal that he could use
right now.
He headed out to the living room again
while the coffee brewed.
“Did you find something?”
“Yes, I did. How about this one?
I think it's part comedy and part action adventure, yes? It might
appeal to both of us.” She held up 'Last Action Hero', an okay
movie in his opinion, but not one of Arnold's better films.
“Sure we can watch that; it's
okay, but not great. It has a few good moments though, and it is both
comedy and action.”
Margaret bent over and placed the disc
in the player.
“Oh, I had a thought, I should've
mentioned it earlier” Greg said, “We should probably wash
your regular clothes if you want them to wear tomorrow instead of
stuff that's too large. If we pause in the middle of the movie to
switch them to the dryer they'll probably be done and ready by the
time it's over.”
“Oh, thank you. I hadn't thought
of that. It's been a strange day.”
“You've got that right. I've been
having a pretty strange week myself. Here, I'll show you where the
washer and dryer are or I can just put them in myself if you like.”
“No, that's okay” Margaret
grabbed her clothes which were still folded and stacked on a table in
the corner. Greg noted that she went out of her way to ensure that
her underclothes were hidden inside the other clothes.
“Follow me then, it's just next
to the downstairs bathroom here.”
Greg showed her the tiny laundry room
and then went back out to the kitchen to pour some coffee. He brought
it into the living room just as Margaret was returning.
“If we listen during the quieter
parts of the movie, we can hear when the washer shuts off and pause
to switch them over to the dryer.”
“Thank you again, I would've
hated to put those on in the morning if they hadn't been cleaned.
They're the only clothes I have left and I'd already worn them for a
few days.”
“You're welcome. Here's a
different kind of coffee for you to try.” he handed her the
cup, “let's get the movie going, shall we?”
The movie went over well. He had
worried that there might be a bit too much overblown action to it for
her to enjoy but she seemed to like it just fine and even laughed at
a few spots. Despite watching, he still didn't see her smile though,
even when laughing her mouth stayed mostly straight except for a few
upward twitches at the corners of her mouth.
When the movie was over he was ready
for bed. He hadn't been kidding when he said it was a strange week
for him. His back was feeling awkward and stiff, even if it wasn't
causing him pain currently. He thought that a good ten hours of sleep
or so might be just what the doctor ordered.
“I'm for bed Margaret. Feel free
to stay up and watch television if you like. If you'd prefer to read,
the closed cabinet on that side of the room has my current stash of
books. I read pretty much a little of everything so it's a toss-up as
to whether you'd find something you liked. You can also hop on the
internet on my computer if you want. I don't know if you use the
web-based email services at all but if you do you can log into them
from here. It should boot straight up; I don't have the system
password protected.”
Greg stood and started to head for
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