pt4

Emma Jean sighed and rubbed her eyes. The driver came around her side of the door and opened it. He assisted her with getting out. When she exited the car, she seen someone standing just at the base of her stairs. She walked closer and became angry with them. “I thought I told you to go home and rest?”

“Yeah, you did but I just couldn’t stay home and not make sure that you got home alright.”

She sighed and punched him in his left arm. “Geez, you idiot. I’m home now you should go home and rest.”

“I haven’t eaten yet. Why not send me home after feeding me?”

She narrowed her eyes at him. He was milking this to the full extent. “Fine but you better not ask to stay here. I want to actually sleep tonight and not stay up late doing whatever it was that we did.”

“I can make sure to go home as soon as I’m feed and full. Now will you make me you famous fried chicken and potato salad? Oh, with an apple pie?”

“How about fried chicken, mashed potatoes instead