I don't own anything but the new neighbors. Oh well.
Down a narrow flight, Calvin looked around slowly. He wanted nothing less than to catch his new
neighbors without his parents present. If he did, he'd have to speak, and that alone would be pure
torture. This way he'd just have to listen to him mom talk for him.
He slowly sidled into the family room, standing in silence and staring at the floor until his
mother caught the neighbors looking at him and turned.
"Well, there he is! Scott, Deborah, I'd like you to meet my son Calvin."
Wait a moment... only two names? He looked up to see only the young couple who had gotten out of
the car earlier. Where was the old woman? And where was the enemy?!
"Well, it's good to meet you, Calvin! We've heard alot about you." The woman said through teeth
gritted into a false smile that only grown-ups can make. "I'm Mrs. Garringsburg, and this is my
husband. Have you met our daughter Gina yet today?" Calvin shook his head 'no'. "I'm afraid she
couldn't come with us, she had alot to unpack. She's about your age, Calvin."
Calvin nodded at regular intervals during the next several minutes, all the time thinking 'She
isn't here. She's not. She never even came in!'
"Oh, dear, look at the time! We really must be getting home. Scott's starting his new job tomorrow
and I've got quite alot of work to do myself. It was good to meet you, Mrs.--" A fire signal
starts nearby and we miss the next word. "It was nice meeting you, too, Calvin."
Scott Garringsburg blinked, his face coming suddenly alive at the mention of leaving. A few
handshakes and he was gone into the night.
A/N In case you didn't realize it, I'm going to keep putting off Gina's introduction until I get a
few suggestions on how she should be. -P.M.K.
Down a narrow flight, Calvin looked around slowly. He wanted nothing less than to catch his new
neighbors without his parents present. If he did, he'd have to speak, and that alone would be pure
torture. This way he'd just have to listen to him mom talk for him.
He slowly sidled into the family room, standing in silence and staring at the floor until his
mother caught the neighbors looking at him and turned.
"Well, there he is! Scott, Deborah, I'd like you to meet my son Calvin."
Wait a moment... only two names? He looked up to see only the young couple who had gotten out of
the car earlier. Where was the old woman? And where was the enemy?!
"Well, it's good to meet you, Calvin! We've heard alot about you." The woman said through teeth
gritted into a false smile that only grown-ups can make. "I'm Mrs. Garringsburg, and this is my
husband. Have you met our daughter Gina yet today?" Calvin shook his head 'no'. "I'm afraid she
couldn't come with us, she had alot to unpack. She's about your age, Calvin."
Calvin nodded at regular intervals during the next several minutes, all the time thinking 'She
isn't here. She's not. She never even came in!'
"Oh, dear, look at the time! We really must be getting home. Scott's starting his new job tomorrow
and I've got quite alot of work to do myself. It was good to meet you, Mrs.--" A fire signal
starts nearby and we miss the next word. "It was nice meeting you, too, Calvin."
Scott Garringsburg blinked, his face coming suddenly alive at the mention of leaving. A few
handshakes and he was gone into the night.
A/N In case you didn't realize it, I'm going to keep putting off Gina's introduction until I get a
few suggestions on how she should be. -P.M.K.