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have any paper towels? Where are the paper plates? Did your dumb ass go to the fucking grocery store this weekend?” David asked her in an irritated voice
Well looks like there was no time like the present , Felicia thought to herself.
“So when are you moving out again?”
“What?” David asked Felicia as he was caught completely off guard. Felicia turned to the girls and told them to go their room, she’d be in momentarily to put them to bed. She then turned her body and full attention to face David who was still standing by the pantry door. He looked to be in a somewhat frozen state.
“I asked when you are moving out of my house. You’ve been saying for the past three years you’re moving out. Six months ago, you are moving out. And here we are three and a half years later and you’re still here. So I need to know, when are you moving out? Last month you said six weeks. Does that mean you’re moving out in two weeks?”
“Look I don’t know where the fuck all this is coming from. Are you on your period or something?”
“No David I’m not. It’s coming from the fact that you don’t like me just as much as I don’t like you. I’m tired of paying mortgage for a house that I can’t come home to and do what the fuck I want. Want to watch a movie in the living room? Can’t because you’re always in the living room. Want to veg out on the couch and watch television? I can’t, because you sleep in the living room like it’s your bedroom. Want to park in my garage? I can’t, because you have two junked up pieces of shit sitting in my garage. Along with all the other shit you’ve collected over the years. I want my house back and that’s not going to happen until you move out. So again, when are you moving out?”
“I’ll be out of here soon enough. Don’t you worry about it! It’ll happen when it happens.”
“As long as it’s within four weeks I’m good with that.” Felicia countered leaving David in the kitchen wearing a dumbfounded expression.
****
It was Wednesday and even though it was hump day for most, Harrison and his workers saw it as just another day. They were there Mon-Sat. Harrison’s first garage the one he was at most of the time. It was located in Glendale and was outfitted to do everything. But the specialization was in restoring classic cars. Harrison’s real first love. For so long he had been busy getting things setup that he’d had little to no time to dedicate to his hobby. It wasn’t until he had opened his fourth chain that he was able to focus fully on restorations. He made exceptions for his family and Felicia.
Everyone else’s vehicles were taken care of by his very capable crew. Harrison’s father Winston usually came by Kincaid’s a couple times a week just to chat with Harrison. Really to see what beauty Harrison was working on or the progress that had been made on it. He came by more if he was on Carolyn’s last nerve. As he often was. Winston had retired eight months ago and they were still trying to get a routine going that fit the both of them. Carolyn has worked from home for the last fifteen years, with little to no interruption. So needless to say they were still getting acclimated to each other.
Harrison couldn’t quell the feeling this was going to be a week where he’d be seeing his father a few more times. Winston made his way to the stand alone garage stall Harrison restored the vintage beauties in.
“Hi Son.” Winston called as he made his way to his usual perch on a cement boulder.
“Hey Pop. Heard I missed you Monday.” Harrison had been short staffed at his garage location in Creve Coeur so he had worked from that location Monday and Tuesday.
“Yup! I also came by on Saturday, but Trey said you’d taken Felicia out to lunch.”
It was all starting to make sense to Harrison now. He’d missed a couple of calls from his mom. He wasn’t avoiding Carolyn, he’d just had a feeling she was on a fishing
Well looks like there was no time like the present , Felicia thought to herself.
“So when are you moving out again?”
“What?” David asked Felicia as he was caught completely off guard. Felicia turned to the girls and told them to go their room, she’d be in momentarily to put them to bed. She then turned her body and full attention to face David who was still standing by the pantry door. He looked to be in a somewhat frozen state.
“I asked when you are moving out of my house. You’ve been saying for the past three years you’re moving out. Six months ago, you are moving out. And here we are three and a half years later and you’re still here. So I need to know, when are you moving out? Last month you said six weeks. Does that mean you’re moving out in two weeks?”
“Look I don’t know where the fuck all this is coming from. Are you on your period or something?”
“No David I’m not. It’s coming from the fact that you don’t like me just as much as I don’t like you. I’m tired of paying mortgage for a house that I can’t come home to and do what the fuck I want. Want to watch a movie in the living room? Can’t because you’re always in the living room. Want to veg out on the couch and watch television? I can’t, because you sleep in the living room like it’s your bedroom. Want to park in my garage? I can’t, because you have two junked up pieces of shit sitting in my garage. Along with all the other shit you’ve collected over the years. I want my house back and that’s not going to happen until you move out. So again, when are you moving out?”
“I’ll be out of here soon enough. Don’t you worry about it! It’ll happen when it happens.”
“As long as it’s within four weeks I’m good with that.” Felicia countered leaving David in the kitchen wearing a dumbfounded expression.
****
It was Wednesday and even though it was hump day for most, Harrison and his workers saw it as just another day. They were there Mon-Sat. Harrison’s first garage the one he was at most of the time. It was located in Glendale and was outfitted to do everything. But the specialization was in restoring classic cars. Harrison’s real first love. For so long he had been busy getting things setup that he’d had little to no time to dedicate to his hobby. It wasn’t until he had opened his fourth chain that he was able to focus fully on restorations. He made exceptions for his family and Felicia.
Everyone else’s vehicles were taken care of by his very capable crew. Harrison’s father Winston usually came by Kincaid’s a couple times a week just to chat with Harrison. Really to see what beauty Harrison was working on or the progress that had been made on it. He came by more if he was on Carolyn’s last nerve. As he often was. Winston had retired eight months ago and they were still trying to get a routine going that fit the both of them. Carolyn has worked from home for the last fifteen years, with little to no interruption. So needless to say they were still getting acclimated to each other.
Harrison couldn’t quell the feeling this was going to be a week where he’d be seeing his father a few more times. Winston made his way to the stand alone garage stall Harrison restored the vintage beauties in.
“Hi Son.” Winston called as he made his way to his usual perch on a cement boulder.
“Hey Pop. Heard I missed you Monday.” Harrison had been short staffed at his garage location in Creve Coeur so he had worked from that location Monday and Tuesday.
“Yup! I also came by on Saturday, but Trey said you’d taken Felicia out to lunch.”
It was all starting to make sense to Harrison now. He’d missed a couple of calls from his mom. He wasn’t avoiding Carolyn, he’d just had a feeling she was on a fishing
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