She Only Speaks to Butterflies by Appleyard Sandy

Author:Appleyard, Sandy [Appleyard, Sandy]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Sandy Appleyard
Published: 2015-05-20T07:00:00+00:00

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The sun was just beginning to set. Gertrude and Sherry had just finished washing up the dinner dishes and Kenny was reading Denise ‘Green Eggs and Ham’ in her bedroom. Sherry looked out the kitchen window. “Sure is a beautiful night tonight. I think I’ll go for a walk.”

“Want company, pumpkin?” Gertrude offered.

“Na. That’s alright. You look tired,” Sherry said, opening the door. “I won’t be long. Just goin’ over towards Baker’s Farm.”

Gertrude nodded, turning out the kitchen light, she headed upstairs to join Kenny and Denise.

There was a pleasant breeze whispering in Sherry’s ear as she walked. Sherry waved and said hello to some of the neighbors sitting on their front porches. Drawing in a deep breath, she began walking towards Jinny Marx’s house, wondering how Mandy was doing without her mom. Sherry felt very blessed for having two healthy and loving parents still with her.

As she walked by the old Marx house, she saw an unfamiliar car parked in the driveway. The front door was open and she could see straight through to the back porch. Living in a small town had its virtues, and one of them was making newcomers feel welcome. Sherry flipped the latch on the front gate and strode slowly up the walkway.

“Hello?” she called, dipping her head inside the doorway. “Anybody home?”

When there was no answer, she stepped down the stairs and began walking towards the side entrance. Suddenly she stopped dead in her tracks. “Oh, I’m sorry,” she flushed. “I didn’t know it was you who bought Jinny’s house.”

She was greeted with steely blue eyes, dark hair and lean muscles tucked underneath a State of Arkansas Fire Department t-shirt.

“Sorry, I…I was just comin’ to welcome ya to the neighborhood.” Sherry stared at the ground, trying to hide her smile.

“Oh, that’s alright, Sherry,” Lee said. “It’s nice to see ya again.” Lee was carrying a large box full of plastic bowls and cups. “Seems I had more stuff in storage ‘n I thought.” He looked at the box, as though he was searching for something else to say, hoping he would find it in there.

“I guess ya don’t need to be welcomed to the neighborhood,” Sherry could feel her face heat. “Can I help you with the box?”

“Sure. It ain’t heavy. You can just put it in the kitchen if ya don’t mind.”

When she took the box, their eyes met. Lee hesitated. “I…I’ll go get the other kitchen box and be right with ya.”

Normally Lee wouldn’t accept help, especially from such a pretty lady, but for some reason he wanted her to stay and wasn’t sure how else to keep her there.

Sherry walked into the house, setting the box on the kitchen table. The table, like much of the furniture left by Mandy, was shabby but still in working condition. Metal legs and a silver-veneered surface remained sturdy after more than thirty years of service.

Jinny’s kitchen hadn’t seen much renovation since the house was built about forty years ago, but like Sherry’s kitchen, they were built to last with oak cabinets and butcher’s-block style counter tops.

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