Post by Charlie Robert Groth on Nov 25, 2010 17:31:29 GMT -5
It had been a week since he was alone with Jen, they never got a moments peace at the shop and they were always both to tired or busy with other stuff after work to meet up somewhere. So that was why he was going to go over to her house just before she was ready to leave for work and surprise her with the night off. He spent a long time looking at himself in the mirror making sure that he didn’t look like a fool. He wore a plain black shirt and an old pair of jeans. He wore his work boots as they were the only thing these days that he was comfortable in. He looked down at his watch. “Fuck” he yelled his own voice ringing throughout his home. He grabbed his keys and bolted out and jumped in the stang. As he drove along he thought about the stang and then realised that he wouldn’t be able to pull up in her drive way as it would ruin the surprise she would hear the roar of its engine before it even turned into her street.
He swung the car around and headed for the shop. He pulled her into her little garage and locked the door he walked over to one of the many cars that they had in the yard. They fixed up a lot of cars as well as demolishing them. He jumped into a basic model BMW and drove back out of the yard and onto the road towards Jen’s house. As he was driving along the main road something caught his eye and he pulled over straight away. He got out of the car and walked over to the old woman selling bunches of flowers. As he stood there looking at the different types of flowers he realised that he didn’t even know what kind of flowers she liked. Frowning to himself he grabbed a purple bunch and paid the old woman. Finally he turned into her street and parked the car out the front of her house. He jogged up the drive way and stopped at her front door. He knocked loudly and turned his back to the door his body hiding the flowers in his hands.
