Melinda drove around her hometown she was talking on her bluetooth "Look I can't talk right now. I'll be back in L.A. soon and we'll set up everything for the audition" she said into her bluetooth and hung up. Melinda was a hot shot Talent Agent in Los Angeles, California. She back in her hometown for a quick visit, it has been 5 years since she has last been there, she left everything behind and didn't say goodbye to anyone. Melinda turned on the radio the song Cowboy Casanova by Carrie Underwood played on the radio, Melinda sang along to it as she drove to her destined location. Melinda pulled up to the house she used to live in 5 years ago, she left her life, home and husband behind, she was only in for a short while so she could get her husband to sign divorce papers than it's back to New York to be with her fiance. Melinda got out of the car and walked up the stairs of the house and got the spare key out where she hid it and went in the house. Melinda walked in and sat down at the table waiting for Jim to come home. Jim pulled up in his truck "Who the hell do I know that drives a Jaguar" Jim said to himself. He got out of his truck and walked over to the car and looked into it. Jim noticed his front door was open Jim walked in "Can I help you" Jim asked Melinda, he didn't reconize it was her at first. "Melinda" he said in a shocked voice "The one and only" Melinda said."Oh hey baby welcome home. How long has it been now" he asked her. Melinda stood up "I don't have time to chit chat Jim, I have to be on a plane in 3 hours" Melinda said as she took the papers out of her bag. "So, just sign these. There's a copy for you, a copy for me and a copy for the lawyer" she said as she laid the papers down on the table. Jim walked over to the table and seen the papers "Hell no" he said and walked away. Melinda went after him "I need these paper's signed. I have to go home" she said. "This is your home" he said. "Oh please it WAS my home, I got out when I had the chance" she said. "Why the hell are you being so stubborn, there is nothing wrong with this place, that's just your mind telling you that because you know what it's like to be high maitenece now" he said as he grabbed a beer from the refrigerator. "Still a big ole drunk I see" she said snarkly. "Yep" Jim said as he gulped down the whole beer. "Whatever. Just sign the d**n papers" she said handing them to him. "No" Jim said as he threw the beer can away and walked away. "I'm not signing a d**n thing" Jim said. "Fine be that way, I guess I'll just stay here and get on your nerves" Melinda sat down on the couch. Melinda got up and went outside to her car and got her stuff and brought them in "Oh my god, you have got to be kidding me right" Jim said. "What" Melinda said. "You have your own Armani suitcases. Oh and probably one has like 2 pieces of clothes in it so they don't get wrinkled or anything and than the other has her hair products and expensive makeup in it" Jim said sarcastically. "Oh shut the hell up Jim. And they are Louis Vuitton bags" Melinda said. Jim rolled his eyes and sighed. Melinda took the bags into their old bedroom and put them on the bed "What the hell are you doing" Jim followed her in the bedroom and asked her. "I'm sleeping in here until you sign those papers. So guess who gets to sleep on the floor" Melinda said sarcastically. Jim laughed "It ain't going to be me. It's going to be the rich pregnant dog" Jim said and walked. Melinda went after him "Did you just call me a bitch" Melinda asked him. "You heard right" Jim said. "Well your a jackass" Melinda said and went back to the room.
