ready jump into his arms and profess my affection. What a sappy girl I had turned out to be! This would not happen again. I banged my fist on the table where Aunt Brenda and I were sharing lunch and she jumped out of her chair and clasped her chest.
“What was that about?” She asked.
“Nothing.” I replied and took a big bite out of my tuna salad to prevent myself from telling her. She was so easy to talk to and I had never laughed as hard as earlier when she was telling me stories about my mom when she was a teenager.
“His name is Cooper, not Nothing.” She joked.
I swallowed my monstrous bite and drank a swig of water. “Alright, alright, but he’s so sweet and he has manners not to mention that he’s….you know…hot and just wait, when school starts he’ll meet some beautiful blonde Southern queen and Remi will be a forgotten thing.”
She laughed at me. “I don’t know Rem. If there had been anything close to a ring around, even a napkin ring, that boy would’ve been down on one knee.”
I threw a crouton at her and yelled “Stop it!” while laughing and she was giggling right along with me.
She said she needed to go to the high school and get her mail and check her schedule. I cleaned up after lunch and then waited until she left and cleaned the rest of the house. I looked out the back yard and saw that it was getting pretty high so I ventured out into her garage and spotted a self-propelled lawnmower. I already had my work clothes on so I rolled it out to the backyard and got it done.
After I finished , I looked at the front yard and it needed to be mowed too. I went inside for some water and started mowing again. I finished and put the lawnmower back and ran to take a shower. I was going to make Aunt Brenda and me some dinner to surprise her.
I made a simple dinner and when she got home she said she felt like a queen. She said the only time she didn’t have to cook was when she went to a restaurant. And she gushed over the lawn being mowed and laughed because she had been paying someone to mow it and now she didn’t have to anymore.
The next week was a repeat of the same. I tried to do as much as I could around the house and walked to several places in town and applied for a job. I may or may not have purposely walked past Cooper’s place several times. I think I wa s bordering on stalker status.
That Sunday morning, I was getting dressed for church. Maybe I would see him at church? Maybe he would see me at school and flirt with me at my locker and save a seat for me at lunch. And also maybe I would win the lottery and live off of my interest. Those things were all in the same scope of possibility. I rolled my eyes at myself in the mirror.
“Get a grip Remi, you’re losing it.” I said to my reflection.
Cooper
I got off the phone with my Mom and went to shower. I helped Eric all week . He had taught me how to build some cool stuff, but Friday night it started to rain until Saturday afternoon and the flea market was cancelled. I had hoped to see Remi at the flea market, but no such luck.
Last week I saw her mowing the grass after we left the retirement home where I had met my grandma. She was really nice and I had gone by there several times during the week. She told me lots of stories about my Dad when he was a kid and somehow she got me to tell her all about Remi. She said that Remi seemed like one of the special ones that once they were convinced to love, they would love with their whole
“What was that about?” She asked.
“Nothing.” I replied and took a big bite out of my tuna salad to prevent myself from telling her. She was so easy to talk to and I had never laughed as hard as earlier when she was telling me stories about my mom when she was a teenager.
“His name is Cooper, not Nothing.” She joked.
I swallowed my monstrous bite and drank a swig of water. “Alright, alright, but he’s so sweet and he has manners not to mention that he’s….you know…hot and just wait, when school starts he’ll meet some beautiful blonde Southern queen and Remi will be a forgotten thing.”
She laughed at me. “I don’t know Rem. If there had been anything close to a ring around, even a napkin ring, that boy would’ve been down on one knee.”
I threw a crouton at her and yelled “Stop it!” while laughing and she was giggling right along with me.
She said she needed to go to the high school and get her mail and check her schedule. I cleaned up after lunch and then waited until she left and cleaned the rest of the house. I looked out the back yard and saw that it was getting pretty high so I ventured out into her garage and spotted a self-propelled lawnmower. I already had my work clothes on so I rolled it out to the backyard and got it done.
After I finished , I looked at the front yard and it needed to be mowed too. I went inside for some water and started mowing again. I finished and put the lawnmower back and ran to take a shower. I was going to make Aunt Brenda and me some dinner to surprise her.
I made a simple dinner and when she got home she said she felt like a queen. She said the only time she didn’t have to cook was when she went to a restaurant. And she gushed over the lawn being mowed and laughed because she had been paying someone to mow it and now she didn’t have to anymore.
The next week was a repeat of the same. I tried to do as much as I could around the house and walked to several places in town and applied for a job. I may or may not have purposely walked past Cooper’s place several times. I think I wa s bordering on stalker status.
That Sunday morning, I was getting dressed for church. Maybe I would see him at church? Maybe he would see me at school and flirt with me at my locker and save a seat for me at lunch. And also maybe I would win the lottery and live off of my interest. Those things were all in the same scope of possibility. I rolled my eyes at myself in the mirror.
“Get a grip Remi, you’re losing it.” I said to my reflection.
Cooper
I got off the phone with my Mom and went to shower. I helped Eric all week . He had taught me how to build some cool stuff, but Friday night it started to rain until Saturday afternoon and the flea market was cancelled. I had hoped to see Remi at the flea market, but no such luck.
Last week I saw her mowing the grass after we left the retirement home where I had met my grandma. She was really nice and I had gone by there several times during the week. She told me lots of stories about my Dad when he was a kid and somehow she got me to tell her all about Remi. She said that Remi seemed like one of the special ones that once they were convinced to love, they would love with their whole
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