Meeting Sarah
" Well, I actually don't know. If you meet my husband maybe you'll find happiness, he an extravagant person", Sarah said standing with Brighton in her arms now.
" Well, he must be lucky! What his name? ", Fran asked.
" Maxwell Sheffield. I'm Sarah Sheffield.".
" WHAT!", Fran yelled and after she said that she fainted.
When, she awoke she was on a bench, her head was on something squishy. Her vision seemed to lose her blur it had earlier.
" Wow! I fainted, and I didn't eat!", Fran had said to amused herself.
She lay up on the bench.
" OK! I don't understand that Maxwell has a wife named Sarah", Fran said than, she thought, " That was never on the websites or Wikipedia".
" Well, Fran I see you've met Sarah and my son Brighton, and yes I am married but, I was not hitting on u yesterday".
She saw him, Maxwell next to her. She looked at him in a shocked expression
. " I read guys like magazine you were hitting on me and I cant believe you saw me looking at them yesterday and you didn't tell me. Now! I've missed The Price is Right for stupid reasons!". She got her purse and said, " You Jerk!". she got up and walked away.
She couldn't believe she wasted a day on an guy who she thought was her friend and got tricked into thinking he liked her. Well, he won't see me again! She knew that much!
" Why!", Fran screamed before she started running to catch a cab home.
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" Max!", Sarah said and handed Brighton to him , " who was the lady. She sounded so nice before I mentioned you and than, she fainted. Did she know you?" Sarah never knew her husband had an affair and maybe not even a affair maybe an friendship. "I'm very sorry honey that this happened, maybe if I was not talking to her and ignored her when she asked me how am i so happy?", Sarah explained kinda sad that her darling will not have another friend accept for Niles.
" What did she ask you? I didn't hear that? Maxwell asked
. " Uh, she asked me how am i so happy? and how that can happen to her? I said that she had to meet you because your an extravagant person. She than asked me the name of my husband. I told her and than she fainted.
" Weird! but, thanks for telling me sweetie!", He said than kissed her cheek. " Come lets go home! Brighton looks really sleepy and I bet that Grace and Maggie will be done with dinner by, the time we join them. HA HA!", Maxwell said.
When, they got home Maggie and Grace was in the kitchen talking to Niles, the butler.
" Daddy! Mommy! ", Grace said as they entered the kitchen.
" Hello, Mom and Dad. How was the park?", Maggie said low and quit.
" Well, Grace and Maggie it was quite entertaining. My ex- friend fainted and started shouting and screaming than, she just left. I didn't understand what she was saying she was so nasal!".
Sarah hit Maxwell to signal him to stop making fun of the nice lady.
" I actually thought she was pretty nice at first, before she fainted but, she seemed like a well enough person to get to know".
" Whoa! She fainted! Why?", Grace asked acting like her brother was when he was awaken and full of pranks.
" Oh! that! Ask your father?", Sarah said before she walked outta the room.
" Well, she fainted because yesterday she thought I was flirting with her and daddy was not flirting. All I did was tell her that she was beautiful and for her to tell me why she was in the park alone?", Maxwell said as he was in the fridge looking for something to eat.
" Daddy!", Maggie said walking over to her father and putting her hand on his shoulder, " You know as well as me that even when you don't know it girls can read guys like the back of their hands. By the way your describing it u were indeed flirting!".
" I was not!"
" Yes you were"
" No I was not!".
" OK! ", Maggie said then, whispered , " So flirtatious" she now went into the living room.
" Daddy.", Grace said quietly, " Um, I think Maggie's right even though I know of non such how to flirt but, u were probably giving her the eye without noticing u were!". Grace also went into the living room.
Maxwell didn't want to come across as flirting but, maybe he was flirting.
It was a different picture at the fine house.
" Ma! He was flirting! I know how women and guys flirt he was and I thought he'd be one of my best friends!", Fran said before she got a spoonful of Rocky Road ice cream.
" I don't even know this Sheffield person how can I be of assistance", Sylvia asked as she got a spoonful of her own tub of rocky road ice cream.
" I thought he wasn't like Danny, I thought... who cares what I thought! I'm never gonna think it again!", She said angrily.
" Well, darling. I'm sorry that after the second day you met HIM you got a heartbroken! I truly am! but, you know what you cant be wasting your years eating Rockey Road like me! You'd end up looking like me!", Sylvia said and than stood up to show her.
Fran pushed away the ice cream and had her head on the table that smelled like fried chicken.
" MA! Did you eat chicken today and didn't save me any! AGAIN", Fran said really wanting chicken now. " Ma! I'll be back I'm go to the chicken place on the corner!", Fran said as she was getting outta her sit.
" Get me some too!", Sylvia yelled from the kitchen.
" No Ma! You already had some!", Fran said as she got her coat from the chair.
Fran opened the door and closed the door. She walked down five sets of step once she got to the bottom she was in tears. She couldn't stop thinking of Maxwell, he was so calm and cute and he just was such a gentleman. The chicken place was right on the corner so , she really had no time to think and/or cry. She opened the door to the chicken store and said,
" Hey Paul. What's up!", Fran said to the butcher.
" Hey Fran! Nothing much, just chilling chicken. ha ha!", Paul the butcher said.
"Let me get 4 fried chicken pieces and fries with ketchup and mustard. Extra salt please!", Fran said her back against the wall.
" Gothca Fran!", Paul said with a smile.
She couldn't help think he was the friend she could learn to love. She hung her head. Her phone was vibrating , someone was calling her. It was ...
Two chapters in one day Ur so lucky
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