a cripple… don’t say that… you’re just a smartass with a disability, that’s all.”
She was letting her disappointment at the situation ruin things. She’d looked forward to today for the past two… and she’d spent enough time pouting over her injuries. Chuck was fun… she could either settle for being his friend… or be a bitch… alone.
“Sorry…” she said. “I shouldn’t have bit your head off like that.”
Laughing he said , “Old people can be like that sometimes, Edith.” Then smiling and setting the helmet on her dresser he continued, “Forgiven… but we need to go… Gretchen is hard to handle when she has to wait or gets bored.”
He presented his back to her and , as though they’d practiced it a hundred times, she jumped on and he grabbed her purse. After finding the keys to the house and to her car, they headed out to the garage.
“I think you should drive ,” she said. Then seeing the grin on his face as he looked back at her, she said, “I know… I know… you’re an excellent driver,” she laughed.
After getting her settled in the passenger’s seat he said , “We should take your chair… it will be a whole lot more comfortable and cleaner than anything else we have in the shop.”
With that he started the car and backed out of the garage. After pulling his bike inside they figured out that the garage door opener no longer worked so he got out and closed it on his way back in the house. After a few minutes he came back out the front door carrying her wheelchair.
After locking the house he walked to the rear of her car and yelled , “Pop the trunk.”
She had to lean across the seat to reach the latch for the trunk. After stuffing her chair in the trunk and getting in the driver’s seat, he started up the car and they were headed out. Looking down at the dashboard display he said, “We’re going to have to stop for gas soon.”
Then turning to her with a knowing look he said, “Do you have a gas can?”
“I think there is one back in the garage… why?” she asked.
“Instincts ,” he muttered, turning the car around and heading back to the house.
After collecting the gas can from the garage and locking the house back up they drove to a grocery store not too far from her house. Chuck pulled up alongside another car and a tall woman with long red hair got out of the car holding an infant, as did an angelic looking little girl around the same age as Ben.
“I’m only going to ask this based on past experiences… are you out of gas by any chance?” Chuck asked the woman she presumed was Dana.
Looking thoughtful the woman smiled and then looked away. “Possibly…” she finally answered.
Chuck walked over , got in the driver’s seat and turned the key then turned it back off and got back out of the car.
“Yea… the little red light that looks like a gas can… when it comes on that means you need to stop for gas…” he said with a sarcastic laugh.
“I’m sorry , Chuck… things have been crazy these past few weeks now that Melody’s home…” the woman said looking stressed and tired, but happy all at the same time.
“Not to worry… I came prepared to unlock your door… change a flat tire… or even put in enough gas to get you to a gas station.” he said, pulling the gas can out of the trunk of Meredith’s car.
“Don’t tell Tommy… please?” the woman said with a laugh and then noticing Meredith sitting alone in the car, leaned down further and said, “Hi, I’m Dana.”
The angelic looking little girl slipped past the woman and climbed in the backseat of her car and looked at Dana . “I want to go to work with Uncle Chuck,” she said.
Meredith was a little surprised at the level of relief she felt hearing the child refer to him as ‘Uncle.’ She’d grown more and more uncomfortable and awkward for even being there.
“That’s Edith… I mean Meredith” Chuck said and then winked at her. “And I
She was letting her disappointment at the situation ruin things. She’d looked forward to today for the past two… and she’d spent enough time pouting over her injuries. Chuck was fun… she could either settle for being his friend… or be a bitch… alone.
“Sorry…” she said. “I shouldn’t have bit your head off like that.”
Laughing he said , “Old people can be like that sometimes, Edith.” Then smiling and setting the helmet on her dresser he continued, “Forgiven… but we need to go… Gretchen is hard to handle when she has to wait or gets bored.”
He presented his back to her and , as though they’d practiced it a hundred times, she jumped on and he grabbed her purse. After finding the keys to the house and to her car, they headed out to the garage.
“I think you should drive ,” she said. Then seeing the grin on his face as he looked back at her, she said, “I know… I know… you’re an excellent driver,” she laughed.
After getting her settled in the passenger’s seat he said , “We should take your chair… it will be a whole lot more comfortable and cleaner than anything else we have in the shop.”
With that he started the car and backed out of the garage. After pulling his bike inside they figured out that the garage door opener no longer worked so he got out and closed it on his way back in the house. After a few minutes he came back out the front door carrying her wheelchair.
After locking the house he walked to the rear of her car and yelled , “Pop the trunk.”
She had to lean across the seat to reach the latch for the trunk. After stuffing her chair in the trunk and getting in the driver’s seat, he started up the car and they were headed out. Looking down at the dashboard display he said, “We’re going to have to stop for gas soon.”
Then turning to her with a knowing look he said, “Do you have a gas can?”
“I think there is one back in the garage… why?” she asked.
“Instincts ,” he muttered, turning the car around and heading back to the house.
After collecting the gas can from the garage and locking the house back up they drove to a grocery store not too far from her house. Chuck pulled up alongside another car and a tall woman with long red hair got out of the car holding an infant, as did an angelic looking little girl around the same age as Ben.
“I’m only going to ask this based on past experiences… are you out of gas by any chance?” Chuck asked the woman she presumed was Dana.
Looking thoughtful the woman smiled and then looked away. “Possibly…” she finally answered.
Chuck walked over , got in the driver’s seat and turned the key then turned it back off and got back out of the car.
“Yea… the little red light that looks like a gas can… when it comes on that means you need to stop for gas…” he said with a sarcastic laugh.
“I’m sorry , Chuck… things have been crazy these past few weeks now that Melody’s home…” the woman said looking stressed and tired, but happy all at the same time.
“Not to worry… I came prepared to unlock your door… change a flat tire… or even put in enough gas to get you to a gas station.” he said, pulling the gas can out of the trunk of Meredith’s car.
“Don’t tell Tommy… please?” the woman said with a laugh and then noticing Meredith sitting alone in the car, leaned down further and said, “Hi, I’m Dana.”
The angelic looking little girl slipped past the woman and climbed in the backseat of her car and looked at Dana . “I want to go to work with Uncle Chuck,” she said.
Meredith was a little surprised at the level of relief she felt hearing the child refer to him as ‘Uncle.’ She’d grown more and more uncomfortable and awkward for even being there.
“That’s Edith… I mean Meredith” Chuck said and then winked at her. “And I
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