Harem Nights Online by Mark Summer

Author:Mark Summer [Summer, Mark]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2018-11-08T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter Four

"What's with your wings, it's a little early for Halloween"

"Halloween I don't understand"

"Are you from Europe"

"No, I do not think so"

The old man studied Amber intently but then shrugged and walked into his small kitchen. The house that he lived at was small, too small for him and he was the only one who lived there. Ever since Margaret died of heat stroke, Tucson has pretty unforgiven summers and they can be deadly for seniors. The old man opened the refrigerator and handed the strange girl in his kitchen a soda pop. "Her you go, sweetie, in my day that thing used to cost me a nickel"

Amber took the soda, the coldness of the bottle made her drop the bottle and it shattered.

"Goddammit, Magritte look what you did"

"I'm sorry, let me help"

Amber started to pick up the glass

"Not with your hands, you'll cut yourself"

The old man pulled a broom from the closet and started to sweep up the broken glass

"There are paper towels to your right

Amber took the towels and squatted down revealing her curvy body to the man, who is old and wise did not mention that Amber's top was see through. He was old and a man but he was not a dirty old man even though he enjoyed the sight. Amber wiped the floor dry

"So where are you from"

"Fairy Land"

"Is that some queer club or something"

"No it's a place, I was running from a wizard and opened a portal with his magic powder"

"Look I'm not into having drug heads in my house"

"Drug heads I don't understand"

The old man scoffed at his statement and straightened up again

"Alright sorry about that I'm a little on the edge ever since Magritte died"

"Who is she"

"She was my wife, thirty-two years she was a wonderful lady wonderful"

"Do you have a picture of her"

"Of course let get that, um you can throw those away"

The old man pointed at the trash can, Amber did as she was told

Amber followed the old man to the living room and he took a picture frame from the wall.

"This her on our wedding day"

Amber smiled at the picture of the young woman she had dark hair and pale skin her eyes were green. She looked radiant and happy, suddenly Amber felt a wave of emotion climb over her. Tears started streaming down her face and she sat down on the sofa.

The old man sat next to her

"What's the wrong sweetie"

"I don't know, I just need a moment"

"Of course"

The landline rang and the old man got up but before he did he turned to the girl.

"What is your name," he asked

"Amber, what's yours"

"Mathew"

"Nice to meet you"

Matthew went to the phone and picked it up.

"Yes, oh it's you"

Mathew's face changed and the bitter snarl returned

"You still didn't pick up your stuff, oh you are coming today alright good"

Matthew hung up the phone

"My son is coming over to pick up his stuff from the house"

"You have a son"

"Yes he is a commie bastard he lives in California"

"What's a commie"

"Well commies

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