Sunday, December 17

The Walker Dinner: Coming Home

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“Dinner’s closed.” Said a warm voice from the past.

“I know, Wade.” She turned and looked at her ex boyfriend she left four years ago.

“You.” He looked shocked. “I mean Hi Sally May.”

“Don’t think I’d run into you as soon as I get here.” She said bluntly.

She smiled at him to let him know she was joking.

“Well, it was going to happen sooner your later.” He laughed with her.

She went up to the door and unlocked it. She walked in. Many long past memories came flooding back to her. She walked a round the counter like she has done so many times before.

“Looks the same.” She said.

“Nope nothing but time.” He looked around also.

She went back into the kitchen and pulled open refrigerator doors.

“A lot to through away.” She told him.

She pulled over a large trash can and started throwing old food away.

“Sally May, It’s only been a week. You could save some of this stuff.” He told her.

“I know but we mark every thing with dates. All of this stuff is bad. We can’t sell any of it.” She made a face when she pulled out old lettuce and hold it up for him to see.

She worked quickly to empty them of all the bad or out of date stuff. Wade was trading out trash cans as she moved around and taking them out to the dumpster out back. When he came back in for the fifth time. He saw she had started wiping out the refrigerators.

“Thanks for helping.” She said a few minutes later. “Fifteen minutes. That’s it. That was fast.”

“You worked like demons were after you.” He pointed out.

They walked out the front door. She locked up.

“Thanks again for helping.” She turned and looked at him.

“MOMMY.” Yelled a small voice from behind her, making her jump.

“What?” She asked the small boy hanging out the car window.

“I’m hungry.” He smiled up at her.

She turned around and looked at Wade. Crap. She was not ready to deal with this.


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