“Get ready, Misty” Randy said.
“For what?”
My sister, Bree is here and that means the
twins are here too. They are Zack and
Max, four years old and are a bundle of energy that is tough to contain” he
said with a big grin on his face.
Sure enough, he opened the door and two
little dynamos came barreling forward and head butted him. It would have knocked over most men but Randy
was used to taking hits like this from the circuit so he picked each of them up
and set them back down again. He gave
them each a bottom swat and introduced them to Misty. They both said “pleased
to meet you ma’am” and it melted Misty’s heart.
“What beautifully well-mannered boys.”
Misty told Bree. Bree grinned. “I’m glad you think so, I know better.”
Randy stepped in and introduced Misty to
Bree.
Bree said she was happy to meet her and
told her not to be swayed by the sweetness of her boys. They might have nice manners but they were
all boy and she wanted to give her fair warning to expect anything and
everything. She shared a story that last
week she found a frog in the sugar bowl.
When she chastised them and put them in time out they said they were
sorry but the frog next appeared in the cereal box. Fortunately for me, but
unfortunately for them, my husband, Billy found that surprise and he handled
it.
Misty laughed. “Thanks for the heads up, I will be on the
look out for frogs and spiders. I do know
all about little boys. I had a little
brother and he knew all about frogs, spiders and other creepy crawly things he
loved and I hated.” Randy listened and learned something he hadn’t known
before.
His momma asked how the morning went and
Misty told them about breakfast and then what Randy had done for her at
Wal*Mart.
“By the way, Randy, this is yours” and she
handed him the $100 gift card she had purchased that morning.
“What’s this?” And when he saw what it was, she could see the
color creeping up his neck. He smiled
but it never reached his eyes.
He asked to be excused. “Misty will you please join me out on the
porch?”
Bree looked at her “I think there are
going to be fireworks any minute now.” Momma agreed.
Randy walked Misty away from the house and
out toward the barn area.
“It is a very nice thing you did and I
thank you for the thought but the card is a gift from me to you and is for you
to keep and do with as you wished. It
will tide you over until you have some money of your own.”
Okay, I understand it is a gift and mine
to keep and do with as I wished. What I
wish is to return it to you.”
“I am not going to accept it so you might as
well put it away.”
“I am not going to accept it either.” She
told him through clenched teeth.
“You
are the most exasperating girl I’ve ever come across. If I knew you better I would be bustin’ your
butt. Now take this card and I don’t
want to hear any more about it.”
“The hell with you Mr. Randy
Colburne. If you don’t take this card
back, I am going to cut it into pieces as soon as I get back to the house.”
“You do that Misty and I swear to you I
will tan your hide right here and now and I don’t care who sees or hears; do
you hear me?”
She looked at him, turned back to the
house and started walking.
“I dare you.” she said to him.
He really wanted to do just what he
threatened. She was really beginning to
cross the line and was just asking for a spanking. He knew the next time he threatened he would
have to follow through or she would continue to push until she knew just where
his limit ended. How dare she sass him that way? He was so angry he couldn’t
see straight. He walked over to the barn
and kicked a bucket that was laying there.
The bucket traveled at least fifty feet.
He then walked back to his truck, slammed the door and peeled out of the
drive. She had him tied in knots and no woman had done that to him since
Francy. He couldn’t go back in there
right now because he really would spank her and he wasn’t ready for the grief
he would be getting from Momma and Bree, not to mention Misty. It was best if he went back to his house and
stay there for the next hundred years. He would saddle one of his horses and
ride until he simmered down.
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Come by tomorrow for a new Christmas theme story. See you later for more Aimless Ramblings.
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Come by tomorrow for a new Christmas theme story. See you later for more Aimless Ramblings.
Oh my! Have a very funny feeling someone is going to end up with a very red and sore bottom in the not too distant future.
ReplyDeleteThanks for sharing Sunny. ;)
Blessings...Cat
Oh Cat, you are so intuitive!!!!
DeleteEnjoyed this Sunny, thanks for sharing. Oh yes, I too have a feeling someone's feistiness is going to lead to sore behind!
ReplyDeleteHugs,
Roz
Glad you enjoyed the snippet.
DeleteNever be ashamed of shameless self promotion--it's your job. :) THanks for sharing!!
ReplyDeleteThanks Rene for reminding me, sometimes I have a hard time with that.
DeleteOhhhh I am thinking... he dares!! I love the promotion!! You go girl!!
ReplyDeleteGreat intuition.
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