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hell of a hello. “Sammy, good to see you too.” Sammy laughed and jumped to hug Darien. “Punk! I didn’t know you were in town! When did you get home?” She squealed, then pulled back and smacked him on the arm. “I just got in a few days ago; I needed to settle in the house before I came here.” She nodded like he meant something else. “Well I’m glad you are back.” She finally noticed I was there and her eyes widened, then she threw her hand out to introduce herself. “Hi there, I am Samantha, Darien’s big sister.” I took her hand gladly. “Scarlet Barnette, his neighbor.” She looked at Darien then back to me and smiled. “Well come on in you guys, mom was just took out some goodies.” She turned and walking into the house somewhere. “Yeah, this is going to be fun.” Darien said as he shoulder bumped me then gestured for us to walk inside.
Inside his family’s house was very comfy. It felt like a happy family lived here. Beautiful leather couches with patchwork quilts hanging on the backs. Pictures plastered to every wall. I haven’t even met the family besides the sister and I already could tell they loved each other more than anything. “Mom you are never going to guess who just walked in the door.” I heard Samantha say in the around the corner. “Who? Is it that girl next door asking about our boy again? She needs to give up already.” I giggled. I looked at Darien, he just shrugged. As we rounded the corner, a woman, that I guessed was his mom, screamed. She stopped what she was doing and ran over to hug him and then smacked him on the arm. Goodness he was going to have one bruised arm after this visit. I couldn’t help but laugh about it though. “How come you didn’t call your mother? I always worry to death about you!” He cowered a bit. “Geez mom, I had to get settled before I came over for your abuse.” He teased. “Oh poppy cock, you could have called your mother.” He shrugged and gave up. “You’re right, But I am here now, what are you cooking?” she walked over and opened the oven. Bless this woman’s heart. I think I love her. “Is that a carrot cake?” I asked. She nodded and said “Yes mam it is my specialty. I’m so sorry hun I forgot to introduce myself. I am Olivia this little devil’s mother.” I just waved. “I’m Scarlet Barnette, his new neighbor.” Recognition grew in her eyes, then the glazed over with a glassy sheen. She came over and hugged me. “Oh Scarlet, I have heard so much about you from Tara. You have no idea how much I appreciated you being there for her.” When she pulled back tears looked to be brimming her eyes and at any moment they would spill over. “Thank you, She was a really kick ass old lady.”I said. She laughed and walked away. It looked like she wanted to compose herself from getting to emotional. My mom got like that too. She always wanted to be strong for everyone.
A high pitched squeal came from the stairs, a little child about 5 years old and a toddler came running full speed towards Darien. “Oh no! The little heathens!” Darien took off towards the living room area and let them tackle him on the couch. It was very amusing seeing him play around with them. My chest tightened at the sight. I envisioned him playing with his own kids like this. He would be the perfect family man. I had to look away before I started dissecting that thought. His sister came over and started conversing with me. “So you got a thing for my brother huh?” I knew this would come up. I never told a lie and I didn’t plan on it now, but I also was not going to confess how deep I was in. “He is pretty cool.” Was all I said. “Yeah, he is pretty cool.” Then a little louder she said “Especially when he watches my kids so I can have a date night with my husband.” Darien chuckled from the room. I watched as he whispered something into the kid’s ears with a shit eating grin on his face. Then suddenly the
Inside his family’s house was very comfy. It felt like a happy family lived here. Beautiful leather couches with patchwork quilts hanging on the backs. Pictures plastered to every wall. I haven’t even met the family besides the sister and I already could tell they loved each other more than anything. “Mom you are never going to guess who just walked in the door.” I heard Samantha say in the around the corner. “Who? Is it that girl next door asking about our boy again? She needs to give up already.” I giggled. I looked at Darien, he just shrugged. As we rounded the corner, a woman, that I guessed was his mom, screamed. She stopped what she was doing and ran over to hug him and then smacked him on the arm. Goodness he was going to have one bruised arm after this visit. I couldn’t help but laugh about it though. “How come you didn’t call your mother? I always worry to death about you!” He cowered a bit. “Geez mom, I had to get settled before I came over for your abuse.” He teased. “Oh poppy cock, you could have called your mother.” He shrugged and gave up. “You’re right, But I am here now, what are you cooking?” she walked over and opened the oven. Bless this woman’s heart. I think I love her. “Is that a carrot cake?” I asked. She nodded and said “Yes mam it is my specialty. I’m so sorry hun I forgot to introduce myself. I am Olivia this little devil’s mother.” I just waved. “I’m Scarlet Barnette, his new neighbor.” Recognition grew in her eyes, then the glazed over with a glassy sheen. She came over and hugged me. “Oh Scarlet, I have heard so much about you from Tara. You have no idea how much I appreciated you being there for her.” When she pulled back tears looked to be brimming her eyes and at any moment they would spill over. “Thank you, She was a really kick ass old lady.”I said. She laughed and walked away. It looked like she wanted to compose herself from getting to emotional. My mom got like that too. She always wanted to be strong for everyone.
A high pitched squeal came from the stairs, a little child about 5 years old and a toddler came running full speed towards Darien. “Oh no! The little heathens!” Darien took off towards the living room area and let them tackle him on the couch. It was very amusing seeing him play around with them. My chest tightened at the sight. I envisioned him playing with his own kids like this. He would be the perfect family man. I had to look away before I started dissecting that thought. His sister came over and started conversing with me. “So you got a thing for my brother huh?” I knew this would come up. I never told a lie and I didn’t plan on it now, but I also was not going to confess how deep I was in. “He is pretty cool.” Was all I said. “Yeah, he is pretty cool.” Then a little louder she said “Especially when he watches my kids so I can have a date night with my husband.” Darien chuckled from the room. I watched as he whispered something into the kid’s ears with a shit eating grin on his face. Then suddenly the
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