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CHAPTER 6
Tacoma is not what I pictured at all. We live in this suburban neighborhood where everyone is friendly and everyone knows everyone.
Our neighbors are really nice. They're a little old but very friendly. For our first night, we were too exhausted for anything. So, we crashed as soon as we entered home.
Now, Mr. Masen is getting ready while I prepare breakfast and tea for him.
"Good morning, Mrs. Masen. How are you this morning?"
I smile at his mood. "I'm well rested, Mr. Masen. It was an exhausting day but the nap was peaceful."
"Yes. Surprisingly, I slept well as well. My office isn't too far. So, I'll be home for lunch. I don't have any preference, so feel free to make whatever."
I just nod.
He gets up when he's done and start for the door. I rush behind him. He stops at the threshold and I almost crash into him. He lightly grazes his hand along my cheek and pecks me sweetly on the lips. I sigh.
"Have a good day, Mrs. Masen"
"You too, Mr. Masen." And with that, he's out the door.
I get ready for the day as well. I enter the small kitchen and start for the lunch. I put on the radio and hum as I continue cooking. I'm almost done and am just grabbing plates while humming when someone clears their throat from behind. I startle but fortunately don't drop anything.
I turn and sigh. It's just Mr. Masen. "You have a nice voice, Mrs. Masen"
I blush. "Thank you, but I mostly just hum. I'm too afraid to sing out loud."
"Nonsense. When you like something, you shouldn't be afraid to try it. You're welcome to sing out loud as much as you like even if you're not good at it."
"Of course." I readily agree.
I quickly plate our food and we sit in the living room. We don't have a dining table, so we just sit on the mat.
"So how was your day, so far, Mr. Masen?"
"It was as it always is. Dragging. How was your day?"
"So far so good. The neighbors here are really nice. The woman living across us, Mrs. Cope, is really friendly. When I was cooking in the kitchen, she came and kept me some company. It gets a little lonely after a while. There are only so many chores to keep you occupied."
"Mmm. Well, at least you'll have some company for the next week. My brother Alec, you remember him? He's coming down with his wife to visit us. They can't stay long because of his job, but they'll be here for at least 3 days."
"Wow. This is the first time we're going to meet. I hope I make a good impression."
"You'll be fine. Now, I have to hurry up. My lunch break is almost over."
And before I can even say goodbye, he's gone.
I sigh.
I have decided the house needs some furniture. It feels too empty. So, I'm going shopping. After all, I have to familiarize myself with the market.
The market is not too far. Hardly 10-minute walk. I find a furniture store and step in.
I have no idea what I'm looking for, but I'm sure when I'll see it, I'll know. So I start perusing.
I see a beautiful shelf with really delicate woodwork. As soon as I see it, I know this is what I want. A salesman comes up to me immediately.
"How can I help you, ma'am?"
"Yes, how much for this shelf?" I already know I won't be able to afford it and the salesman confirms my thought.
"That's completely over-priced. What do you take me for? A villager? I should have known I won't be able to find what I'm looking for." I burst out and then I start walking. It was a risk, but I squeezed my eyes tight, hoping he will take the bait.
"Wait, ma'am." He says and my eyes open in a second. Yes! "I'm sure we can negotiate."
I suppress my happy smile. "Well, we'll see." I say and walk back to the shelf.
"It is a beautiful piece but it's old. You can see the shine of the wood is gone."
"Yes, ma'am, but it's antique."
"Pssh. Not every old thing is antique. So, don't try to sell me that." I manage to convince him to fit the shelf in my budget. I provide my address for delivery and get out of there, smiling widely.
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