Kate stayed for dinner. Oh, what am I saying? She's going to be here for a while. And she actually made dinner for all of us too! What a good friend. Grandpa was in especially good mood tonight too, and I had a sneaking suspicion as to why. These were confirmed by the first words uttered at the dinner table.
"So, Anastasia; is the man you came to the bakery with today your boss?" Oh boy, here we go. "Yes, Grandpa," I took a bite of food while answering. "How old is he?" "I don't know; probably a year or two older than me." "And he dropped you off on the first day of work?" "Uh, yes?" We all watched as Grandpa lowered his fork, eyes locked onto me.
"You should marry him." There it is! "Grandpa!" Both me and Daddy almost choked on our food. Alex did not look impressed at all. "Dad, what's wrong with you!?" Daddy finally managed to spit out once his mouth was empty. "This is a blessing from the universe. The women in your mother's family don't live long, but they always manage to find good husbands." "Grandpa, stop it," Alex went from unimpressed to downright disgusted. "What?! He's single, isn't he?" "He probably gay," Kate grinned to herself. "Nonsense! Don't you remember that line from Pride and Prejudice? Every rich man must be in want of a wife." "A wife; doesn't have to be me," I rolled my eyes, taking another bite of food.
"Alright! We're going to the movies!" Kate and I hollered out as we went to leave for the theatre.
We had to walk to and from the movie theatre, thanks to my lack of licence and Kate's car being low on gas. We strolled back home, arm-in-arm down the street. It was quiet at first… but only at first. The closer we got to home, the more noise and people there were, which was odd for a Tuesday night. Eventually police sirens were thrown into the mix; that can't be good. "What's going on?" We heard one woman nearby ask. "There was an incident," replied an older male voice. It was about then that we turned the corner and saw yet another crime scene. Police tape and policemen were everywhere, with crowds starting to gather.
"I heard someone died," someone said. "Someone died?" "Why aren't you doing your job?!" A guy yelled at a cop approaching the group. "Excuse me everyone. You're obstructing the investigation. Please go back home," he waved both his arms out at his sides. Kate and I didn't say anything, merely observing the scene. We spotted Sordid behind the police tape but didn't address it. He seemed to be pretty upset at the moment. And who can blame him? He's much too good for the force he's been assigned to; he probably blames him a little. Poor guy.
Eventually Kate noticed me watching me. Her eyes drifted between us, finally landing on me. Her lips parted a sliver and she gave my arm a squeeze. "Come on, let's go," she had to lead me away.