Hold on You by M.S. Brannon

Author:M.S. Brannon [Brannon, M.S.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: M.S. Brannon Books LLC
Published: 2015-04-30T04:00:00+00:00

chapter six

“NATE, BE CAREFUL!” I SHOUT over the noise of the steamer as Juanita, Dr. Wellman, and I scrape decades of wallpaper off the walls in one of the bedrooms.

“We are almost done with that thing, thank the Lord,” Juanita says as we finish scraping the very last part of wall around the doorway.

I run my scraper under the layers of paper and shuck off the steamed, wet paper. With every pull, the pile of paper collecting at my feet grows, and I vow to myself I will never— and I do mean never—wallpaper anything in my house. EVER! This job sucks¸ and when you are talking about five layers of wallpaper, it sucks even more.

The downstairs was easy because there were only two layers, so we completed it in two days, but we soon learned it wouldn’t be a breeze upstairs. We have managed to get a room done in one day, but man it sucks.

We have been steaming and scraping for the past few days before finally reaching the room I have been staying in. It’s the final room to be overhauled, and my side hurts, my feet ache, and my arms are incredibly sore. Honestly, I am also dizzy from looking at the obnoxious patterns. As I scrape away one layer, I find the layer underneath it is even worse. I hate flowers. This is a new development, but if I see another flower again, I will most likely lose my mind.

However, I am not going to complain openly to anyone, especially Nate. We have been getting along, and I am not going to say anything to upset the delicate balance.

We don’t talk much, but he is able to stay in a room without sneering at me. We have also managed to laugh at some stupid things I have done or said. Let’s face it, I am not a do-it-yourselfer, and it took me a while to get the hang of scraping. You would think it is an easy job, but there is a certain way to hold the tool and a certain way you scrape to get the most paper off with every pass. Again, I am smart, but home-improvement-smart is not my thing.

We have been working day and night. Juanita and Dr. Wellman usually quit before supper, but Nate and I have been staying up to the wee hours of the morning before we fall asleep for three or four hours then start it all over again. Then, last night, Nate and I were working well after midnight when his cell phone went off in his pocket. After he checked it, he called it quits instantly and left. The next day, I was drinking a cup of coffee, trying to get the desire to return to the wallpaper jungle, when he walked through the door. He was moving slower than normal, and the knuckles on his hands were scabbed, yet the smell of stale booze was missing. Normally, he would be soaked in the smell in the morning; now, it was missing.

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