Behind the Sun
This was getting out of hand. They had to go. Lucky for Muriel, the answer came
to her. She walked out into the dining room.
“Oh, Evan!” the old biddy said. “Someone named Paula is on the phone for you.”
Her ex-husband froze as he looked pale.
“Dad?” Tre asked.
“Oh…” Evan said in a small voice. Muriel smirked as she held out her phone. The
man turned back to their two grown children. Juliet lowered her head.
“I’m so sorry,” she said in a quiet voice.
“How could you?!” he shouted.
“I saw her come into my job the other day,” his daughter admitted. “We got to
talking and… and…” She clenched her fists under the table.
“She kept asking me about you,” Juliet admitted. “She wants you to come home.”
Evan just sat there, struggling to say something. He finally dropped his head.
Muriel stood, smirking at the idea of being one step closer to getting her home
back.
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Crusher is in love. It was love at first sight. This tiny girl walked into the
Sunny Plum. He looked up when he heard the bell above the door ringing. His jaw
dropped when he saw that long blonde hair. Her hair came down to her shoulders.
Just by looking at her long purple and white lacy dress, white stockings, and
white gloves, he could tell that she was from out of town. Crusher quickly left
the counter and walked over to her.
“Hi!” he shouted. The petite girl jumped back with a gasp. She stared up at him
with her big brown eyes. Crusher cleared his throat.
“Oh, I am so sorry,” he said. “I did not mean to frighten you.” The girl looked
confused.
“It’s okay… I’m fine…” she said uneasily. Her New London accent was like music
to his ears.
“Please, have a seat,” he said. Crusher showed her around to the tables. The
girl quietly took a seat.
“What can I get you to drink?” he asked.
“Just tea please,” the girl said.
“Coming up!” Crusher said. He turned and walked over to the counter.
Meanwhile, Annie watched from the kitchen, shaking her head.
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Aisha, Lewis, and Clyde all sat in the living room. Muriel sat across from them
with a huge grin on her face. The old biddy clapped her hands together.
“He’s leaving!” she said.
“Who?” Clyde asked, cocking her head to the side. Aisha backed up from her,
wrinkling her nose.
“His wife is coming to pick up Evan!” Muriel bragged. “She wants him back. And I
get my house back.”
“What about your children?” Aisha asked. The other old biddy frowned.
“They are still here,” she said. But then she perked up.
“But I am working to get my house back!” Muriel said. “One down, two more to
go!” Lewis, Aisha, and Clyde looked at each other.
“Are you feeling well?” Lewis asked. Their friend just broke down and started to
laugh. And she didn’t stop laughing. Meanwhile, her children and ex-husband
stood in the doorway with concerned looks on their faces. They locked eyes with
the old biddies as they all came to the same thought. This woman needed some
help and fast.
End