Chapter 12

Daydreams

April 10, 2009

Lucille

Boo wasn't wrong when he said I would need a lot of energy, because by the time we were done my chest heaved up and down and I was gasping for air. We both leaned on the couch and smiled at each other. I felt great.

"Who knew karaoke was so therapeutic?" I said, running my fingers into my messy damp hair. "And a good way to lose calories too." Boo chuckled.

After dinner, he told me I could freshen up if I wanted to. He let me borrow his pajamas, so I took a shower in one of the ten guest rooms. His smile reached his eyes when he saw me wearing his navy blue jammies. He took my hand and led me to a sort of game/movie room on the third floor. There were couches, shelves of comic books, two coffee tables, a dart board, a pingpong table, a table soccer and the pacman arcade game. He must be a nerdy sporty geek collector. Boo turned on the tv and picked a song and told me it was dedicated to me. I laughed, but clapped for him. By the time he was done singi