bad area, just not one you wanted to be caught walking down an alley in the middle of the night. The house was clean with the exception of Mary's room. Mary liked to draw and there were pictures randomly placed all over the walls. She was pretty good, and she claimed drawing was her release from the outside world. I didn't know if she hung the pictures on the wall to take away from the sporadic amount of paint chippings visible on the walls, or she just liked her drawings. There were several areas of the wall with the paint chippings, which appeared to be taken off by someone deliberately. Mary claimed the walls were like that when they moved in, and she refused to paint it because it added a certain aura to the room.
I found out a lot about Mary over the next four weeks. Unbeknownst to me, seventh hour science was the only class Mary attended at school. Apparently, during her four year hiatus, she had completed a lot of classes, thanks to being home schooled by her grandmother. This particular science class was the last class she needed to graduate, and she wanted to graduate while living with her mother.
Mary didn't like to talk much about living with her grandmother. I guess it was hard on her being away from her mom for so long. I did broach the subject once as we were working on our project at Colapi Creek. We were collecting pH samples of the water when I just had to ask.
"Mary, why did you disappear for four years?"
"That's not something I like to talk about Darrel," Mary said as she was waiting for the pH number. "It's all in the past, and I only want to live in the here and now."
Continuing to pry, "I know Mary, but I want to know everything about you. Don't you think that was such a big part of your life you would want to share with me?"
"I really don't Darrel," Mary said as she shook her head looking up at me with a mason jar in her hand. "You wouldn't understand."
"Try me Mary."
"No Darrel," Mary replied with a sternness in her voice.
I gave her a "whatever" and continued to work on my portion of the water samples. She tried talking to me, but I just ignored her, pretending to be irritated with her. It must have worked because the next thing I know, a splash of cold water went running down my neck.
"Fuck that was cold!" I said turning around and seeing Mary standing close by with an empty mason jar in one hand and the other hand covering her smile.
"I'm so sorry Darrel, it slipped," Mary slowly started walking backwards still covering her smile. "Honestly, I wouldn't do anything like that on purpose."
I stood up looking at Mary and gave her a conniving little smile, "You didn't do that on purpose huh? Well.... then I guess I won’t throw you in the creek on purpose."
With that Mary put the Mason jar down and took off running. It didn't take me long to catch her. I had the closing speed of a cheetah trying to catch his prey. I caught Mary and scooped her up in my arms with one arm under her legs and the other around her back. She was so light, probably around one hundred and ten pounds. The only thing I knew about Mary's body was when she was soaking wet the first time we came here. First base was as far as she would allow me to get for now. I proceeded to walk her to the water while she screamed the whole time.
"Darrel, no, please don't! It's too cold. Please Darrel!"
"I'm not doing this on purpose Mary, remember?" I playfully pretended to drop her in the water.
Mary grabbed me so tight the only way she would make it into the water is if I went in too, and that wasn't going to happen. She felt good in my arms and was light enough I could stand by the water’s edge pretending she was going in. She gently kissed me on the lips and pulled away slightly to look into my eyes.
"You
I found out a lot about Mary over the next four weeks. Unbeknownst to me, seventh hour science was the only class Mary attended at school. Apparently, during her four year hiatus, she had completed a lot of classes, thanks to being home schooled by her grandmother. This particular science class was the last class she needed to graduate, and she wanted to graduate while living with her mother.
Mary didn't like to talk much about living with her grandmother. I guess it was hard on her being away from her mom for so long. I did broach the subject once as we were working on our project at Colapi Creek. We were collecting pH samples of the water when I just had to ask.
"Mary, why did you disappear for four years?"
"That's not something I like to talk about Darrel," Mary said as she was waiting for the pH number. "It's all in the past, and I only want to live in the here and now."
Continuing to pry, "I know Mary, but I want to know everything about you. Don't you think that was such a big part of your life you would want to share with me?"
"I really don't Darrel," Mary said as she shook her head looking up at me with a mason jar in her hand. "You wouldn't understand."
"Try me Mary."
"No Darrel," Mary replied with a sternness in her voice.
I gave her a "whatever" and continued to work on my portion of the water samples. She tried talking to me, but I just ignored her, pretending to be irritated with her. It must have worked because the next thing I know, a splash of cold water went running down my neck.
"Fuck that was cold!" I said turning around and seeing Mary standing close by with an empty mason jar in one hand and the other hand covering her smile.
"I'm so sorry Darrel, it slipped," Mary slowly started walking backwards still covering her smile. "Honestly, I wouldn't do anything like that on purpose."
I stood up looking at Mary and gave her a conniving little smile, "You didn't do that on purpose huh? Well.... then I guess I won’t throw you in the creek on purpose."
With that Mary put the Mason jar down and took off running. It didn't take me long to catch her. I had the closing speed of a cheetah trying to catch his prey. I caught Mary and scooped her up in my arms with one arm under her legs and the other around her back. She was so light, probably around one hundred and ten pounds. The only thing I knew about Mary's body was when she was soaking wet the first time we came here. First base was as far as she would allow me to get for now. I proceeded to walk her to the water while she screamed the whole time.
"Darrel, no, please don't! It's too cold. Please Darrel!"
"I'm not doing this on purpose Mary, remember?" I playfully pretended to drop her in the water.
Mary grabbed me so tight the only way she would make it into the water is if I went in too, and that wasn't going to happen. She felt good in my arms and was light enough I could stand by the water’s edge pretending she was going in. She gently kissed me on the lips and pulled away slightly to look into my eyes.
"You
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