We both try for the longer chapters. Gets easy when there are two people doing it. Yay!
Both Stephanie and him went to see some thriller that saturday. In line as they waited to go in, Stephanie was giggling at his jokes and they made small talk. It wasn't like his first date with Helga, but he enjoyed himself even as they sat together munching on popcorn. Towards the end he kinda groaned at the lackluster ending of the film.
Later they went to a nice restaurant to enjoy themselves. Hearing her excuse herself to head to the restroom, Curly caught Rhonda across the restaurant looking unhappy sitting with her parents. He saw her parents having a conversation together, and each time Rhonda brought her cast up, Brooke chastised her. Curly frowned at how Rhonda looked close to tears even as her head bowed down, and she put a scarf around her cast. He felt bad for her while wanting to go over to have a serious talking to to her parents about their behavior.
"Curly are you all right?" Stephanie wondered as she settled back into her seat.
Looking back to her, Curly smiled. "Uh yeah. Just distracted."
Seeing Rhonda in the table far from them had her pursing her lips. "Oh. Do you wish to say hello to her?"
"No, we aren't friends."
Almost biting her lip, Stephanie had to respond. "Something is troubling you. Whether or not she is a friend to you doesn't matter. You are human if you care about another's well being. She's hurt and it looks to me as if her parents don't pay the proper attention to her."
Impressed, Curly smiled at her. "That readable, eh?"
Smiling back at him, Stephanie thought he looked cute. "Yes." She heard some students say how he had a serious love for Rhonda when he was young, but after seeing him with Helga she saw a concerned person. "I'm happy you have a heart."
Leaning forward, Curly brought his hand forward happy she took it. "I'm happy you have a heart too.
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At her table, Rhonda was oblivious that Curly was in the same restaurant as her. Eating her food was a bit of a chore. Her parents were making digs at her any chance they could get about her hand. They continued to second guess themselves as they chatted.
"I just wish we could of reconsidered before bringing her along." Brooke was telling her husband. Daintily eating her food she wouldn't dare bring her eyes over to their daughter. "That cast is such a hideous thing to behold."
Raising his wine glass up, Buckley patted his wives leg gently. "Now, now dear. We must always remember to keep up appearances no matter what is happening with our daughter." Glancing over at Rhonda who still had her head down, he added, "It won't be on her forever."
Bringing her eyes up to her parents, Rhonda was feeling sickened from their behavior. Didn't help that the medicine she had in her was helping increase the illness of her stomach. "Mother? Father? May I please be excused? Perhaps I can go home so you can both continue your lovely evening together." She suggested.
Brooke could only glance at her for the barest of seconds. "Well you have my permission dear. Just send the limo back."
Thanking them, Rhonda stood up to gracefully leave till she spotted Curly on a date with that girl from the field. Moving away before he spotted her, Rhonda got into her limo as soon as he pulled up. In silence she rode in the back till she reached the mansion. Going inside, Rhonda ran up to her room to throw herself on her bed crying away.
"Your parents don't love you and the boy you find yourself going crazy for is with someone." She whined softly. "What do you expect? He's better than you. He deserves it."
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As Curly was leaving with Stephanie, he noticed that Rhonda hadn't returned back to her table. As for her parents they were having a glorious time by themselves without a thought to their only child. Shaking his head, Curly continued to guide her outside where he gave the valet his number.
"So how was your meal?" He thought to ask.
"Wonderful. I never had something quite like that before. Thank you, Curly." Getting on her tippy toes she kissed his cheek. Blushing, she turned away to avoid his scrutiny.
Smiling at her sweetness, Curly saw his car being brought forward. Waiting for the valet to exit the car, he let her in the car before heading to the drivers side. Thanking the person, he pulled away to drive her home.
Humming in her seat to the tune on the radio, Stephanie could get use to being in his company more. He was great to talk to in her opinion. Also it helped that he was extremely easy on the eyes. Blushing once more she started to sing.
Listening to her sing, Curly thought her voice was pleasant to hear. Eyes wandering down to her legs, he shifted hating sometimes having hormones. Though in reality when he was with Helga, he wanted every chance to hold her and kiss her. With Stephanie she seemed to remind him of a porcelain doll that you don't want to handle so much. True she is in Track with Helga, but she acted more dainty than the rest of the girls on that team.
Pulling up to her home, Curly got out of the car to help her out, and to walk her to the front door. Taking her hand as they walked up her stoop, he wondered if they would kiss.
Turning to face him, Stephanie had been dying for a kiss from him all day long. "I had a really wonderful evening. Thank you for everything."
"I had a great evening with you too, Stephanie." Taking a step closer, Curly leaned down to place a soft kiss on her lips. It wasn't electric, but it was nice nonetheless. "I hope you have a really great night."
She smiled much larger after that kiss. "Same to you. Sweet dreams, Curly." Kissing him once more, Stephanie let herself inside the house.
Pleasant date down, Curly went to his car to head off to the next task of the night. A task that will require some stealth on his part.
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Re-entering her room after washing up, Rhonda was in her silk pajama's just ready to sink under her covers. Wandering over to her balcony she issued out a yelp when she saw Curly climbing over the railing. She was surprised of him showing up.
"What do you think you are doing, Thaddeus?" Grabbing his hand with her good hand, she brought him inside to stave away the cold baring down on her body. Silk doesn't offer that much in warmth so she'll curse herself for thinking about something so dumb.
Curly won't bother to point out that he could see that she was cold. Averting his eyes slightly he looked at her hand. "How is your hand doing?"
"Pain. Thank goodness for drugs." Uncaring how she will appear right now, Rhonda went under her covers to get warm. "How was your date?"
"Decent. Stephanie is a nice person." He replied as he went to freely sit down on the other side of the bed. "I saw how your parents were treating you."
"Don't be." She dismissed it not wanting to call attention to it once more.
Curly wasn't having it. "Don't do that. I'm really trying to be your friend here."
Going deeper under her covers, Rhonda averted her eyes away from him. He smelled so delicious. "You shouldn't though. I'm not friend material right now."
"Tough."
Bringing her attention back to him, Rhonda regretted it. He could be so stern. So commanding. So delicious when he wanted to be. She admonished herself for thinking he was delicious once more. "I'm serious. I want to be a better person before I can be anyone's friend."
Moving to lay down, Curly got on his side to look at her. "That is admirable and all, but seriously... I'm being a friend to you no matter what."
She was taken aback by him. "You have much better friends than myself. I'm..."
"Stop it, Rhonda. Just stop it." He hissed out interrupting her. "You obviously haven't spoken to your parents yet."
"No and I will. Just in case it all goes south, I'm going to stay with Helga since she offered." She swore she heard his heart pitter patter at the mention of Helga. Rhonda felt a twinge of jealousy towards her, but quelled it just as fast.
While he heard this before, Curly still loved how adult Helga is for offering that. It was such a pity he couldn't borrow Arnold's body just to have a few moments with her once more. "That's sweet of her to do. I'm offering you a place to stay as well."
Now that got her heart racing. "I appreciate it."
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In the pool, Arnold held Helga as she kept her legs wrapped around his waist. Moving her around as they kissed had him trying to fight to maintain himself. She looked so amazing in her bikini that all he wanted to do was slip it off her.
Pulling her face away from him, Helga licked her lips. "Be happy we don't have a camera in here that is operational right now." She hinted at wanting him to do something right now. They were safe tonight from parental units due to them being at a party.
Moving slightly against her, Arnold loved how her eyes closed as a moan escaped. "Tempting me on purpose? You aren't ready." He reminded her.
"I know, but I don't mind some playing action." She hinted as her head dipped to the side to kiss his neck. "Unless you want to head to my bedroom right now to take in that movie."
Walking over to the steps, Arnold brought them both out of the water. "We can go up there like this and enjoy ourselves as we watch a movie." He suggested.
Grabbing her towel and his they started to wipe down till she winded her towel up before snapping it at him. Chortling out, Helga ran out of there with him hot at her heels. She couldn't help herself as she ran up the steps to her bedroom. It felt so good to laugh so hard even as she closed her door, but it didn't hinder him as he came in to grab her to carry her to her couch.
"Now whip it good." She mimicked proudly as she got on her knees to shimmy on her couch while he locked the door. Giggling she couldn't help but notice his package. "No whipping it out."
Catching her drift, Arnold continued to come forward. "I won't until you say so." He assured her as he got close enough to grab her.
Wrapping her arms around his neck, Helga loved how he held her. Moving herself to get on the couch with him on top of her, she ran her hand through his hair. "My first time with you will be in your bedroom. When I am ready I know you will make it even more perfect."
"How would you figure that one out?"
Moving her hips to enjoy what she was feeling, Helga moaned out. "Because I'll be with you."
"My love." He melted at those words. Eyes closing at what she was doing he met her movements with his own.
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Curly watched her as she fell asleep. He couldn't fault her if she was under prescription drugs. He could fault himself for thinking how beautiful she appeared. How innocent. He really hoped this change she was doing with herself will work out for good. He wanted to see it and experience it.
"Curly don't..." Her head turned. Her eyes were experiencing rapid eye movements right now. "C-c-can't s-s-stop thinking about you."
Hearing her issue a moan out, Curly's head went back slightly. Was she really talking in her sleep?
"I call you because I find you safe to be with."
With those final words, Curly heard nothing more. Hearing her softly breathing he moved off her bed easily without causing much movement. Moving to her window he opened it and closed it easily enough from years of sneaking around. Climbing down he looked back up to her bedroom before departing.
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Deciding that it was safe for them both to change out of their swimsuits to their regular clothes, Helga nuzzled against him as they watched a drama. His arm draped around her shoulder. Her hand holding his loose one. Nothing was said as they quietly watched the movie together. Both were comfortable. Both felt at home.
At the end of the movie, Helga moved herself to sit on his lap. Her eyes fixated onto his as they silently communicated. Kissing him as she always did always had her imagining that young girl always clutching her heart pendant to her chest while twirling around. He made her dreams come true.
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Rhonda woke up in the afternoon wondering if Curly did happen to visit her last night. Rolling to her side she smelled him still there. A smile etched on her face as she grabbed the pillow he was laying on to clutch against her body. She wanted his scent on her. His words greeted her once more in memory of what he said last night. He was still offering kindness to someone who still didn't deserve it. Moving up into a sitting position she kissed the pillow before heading to her bathroom. It was time to have a talk with her parents.
After she showered and dressed, Rhonda headed downstairs to find her parents already languishing themselves in the formal living room. Greeting them as normal, they greeted her as if this was more of a business meeting with a colleague than their own flesh and blood. Her stomach felt queasy wondering if she should of done this on a full stomach.
"Mother. Father. May I have your audience?" She requested kindly while standing there. Her heart pumped to the point of feeling as if it will fail.
Folding his paper away, Buckley turned his head towards her as did her mother. "Why certainly dear. Go ahead." He bided.
She gave a small nervous smile. "What have I done so wrong in your opinion? When I was young you acted like you cared for me, but now it is like I have become a hinderance to you. To the family name. Now I don't feel at all loved. I'm so curious on why you wanted to have me in the first place if you were gonna treat me like this." She kept her tone even so as not to wail as much as she wanted to.
Her parents took their time to respond to her. They both looked at her as if she grew three more heads. Brooke sighed. "We had you due to it was expected of us to have a child. A child to insure the need to stay in the will of both our parents. We are simply doing the same thing that was expected of us." Moving her magazine up to resume reading, Rhonda tried not to whimper.
"But do you love me at all?" Rhonda inquired with hope.
Brooke rolled her eyes as she looked to her husband so he can speak for them. "Darling it is best if you remove this silly notion from your head for good. It is time to grow up. It is what the Lloyd's do." Picking his paper up again they both started to read once more.
She felt beaten at how cold this felt. Leaving the room she headed upstairs to pack a couple of bags. Asking for help to bring them both down to her car, Rhonda soon followed to stand once more in front of them. "One cannot live without love. This includes from family." Was all she said before she departed.
Actually thanking the butler for the help, Rhonda sped away all the way to the Pataki's mansion. She hoped that Helga's offer still stood. She tried hard not to cry. She really did as she pulled up to the gate to inform them she was there to see Helga. Finding the gate opening up she pulled into the driveway. Parking, Rhonda left her car to quickly aim for the front door. Standing there in front of her was Helga and not a butler.
Helga examined Rhonda finding her close to tears. "You taking me up on my offer?" Her tone gentile.
"They don't love me. Please, until I figure out what else to do." Rhonda begged. She actually begged.
Nodding her head, Helga told her to come inside. Pointing her in the direction of the living room, Helga went off to get her mom to talk to her. Going into her office, Helga leaned against her desk. "Hey mom. Remember I told you about me offering something to a girl from my school?" Miriam nodded her head. "She's here right now."
Standing up, Miriam smoothed her pants out. "The same girl who snooped in your room?" She nodded. "You sure about this?"
"I think she really learned her lesson so yeah. For the heck of it I'll lock my door when I leave." Winking at her mom, Helga smiled when Miriam chuckled at her.
"Let me talk to her dear." Leaving her office, Miriam went down the hallway to where Rhonda was. Entering the room she noticed how dejected she appeared. "Hello again, Rhonda." Spotting her cast, she asked, "How is that feeling?"
It had been throbbing since her talk with her parents. "Not great. I'll live at least." She smiled in spite of her depression.
Sitting down on the coffee table in front of the young woman, Miriam studied her. "I will allow you to stay here, but I beg of you not to break the rules like last time. Do I make myself clear?" Rhonda nodded her head. "The only time you are allowed in someone's room is if they invite you in. No wild parties here. No bringing boys over at all hours of the night."
"Mom." Helga's tone was easy going, but had a warning tone to it. "I doubt she'll do that here." Sitting down in the seat adjacent from the couch Rhonda was in, Helga shrugged at her. "Also what about Arnold?"
Miriam knew her daughter was testing her. "We trust Arnold, dear. He's different. He isn't Ian."
Helga almost laughed at how distasteful her mom said, Ian's name. Leaning back in her seat covering her mouth up, Helga had to let her mom continue to speak.
Rhonda already felt that this environment was far more freer than her own. "Mrs Pataki, I swear to you that I will not break the rules. I just want to get better personally. I've done plenty of bad things in my life that I need to make amends for. I'm not ready for personal relationships. I just need to get away from an unhealthy environment where my parents can't even say they love me." Falling back into the cushions, Rhonda broke down crying. "They just had me because it was expected of them. They fully admitted it. Just for an inheritance."
Looking to her daughter, Miriam saw how Helga felt bad for the girl. Getting off the table to sit beside her, Miriam brought her closer in a half hug. "I believe that they do love you. Some people have a difficult time in expressing themselves. We neglected Helga all our lives until one day we discovered how truly wonderful it is to have her in our lives." Starting to tear up at the memories of her washed away in her smoothies just to forget had her about to fall down at her knees to Helga to beg her forgiveness again. "It is often hard for so many to express themselves, but when it happens.."
"It is better late than never." Helga concluded. Helga spotted her regret inside her mother again. "I forgive my parents for the past. We learn."
Rhonda opened up her eyes to see her former friend offering kindness. A past bully. "I hope I receive that, but they were so cold."
"So were they." Helga pointed out. "But the cold vanishes away and it gets replaced with this warmth you never want to have vanish away." Standing up to grab the box of tissues she placed it in front of them. Waiting for them to grab it, Helga smirked. "She can have the room next to mines."
"I have two bags with me." Rhonda told them.
Nodding her head, Helga extended her hand out to have the keys given to her. "I'll get our strong James to help bring them up."
As if waiting for his name to be issued out, James came walking in wearing some what casual wear for a sunday. "Oh you slave drivers." He mocked before glancing over to Rhonda. "Hello again, Ms Rhonda."
Rhonda stood up to see their old butler standing before her. Last time she seen him she was not very nice to him. "Hello, James. I see you love your employment here."
"Very much so." Taking the keys from Helga, James strolled out the front door.
"Come on with me, Toots." Helga commanded nicely.
Turning her head around to face Miriam, Rhonda smiled. "Thank you for allowing me to stay. I appreciate it."
"It is no problem dear." Miriam wiped her face more before heading towards the kitchen to inform Anita of another guest in the house.
Following Helga upstairs, Rhonda was quiet even as she showed her where she'll be staying. This room was a bit yellow. Something that Helga snorted at.
"Yeah the color sucks, but at least it won't be like that at night." Helga informed her. "Each bedroom has its own bathroom so at least you don't have to share. If you need anything than you can tell me."
Watching James come in with two of her bags, Rhonda thanked him for it before he left the room. "He seems quite pleased here."
"Yeah. Later he and my dad will watch a game together. Anita, she's our cook, will obviously join them too. In the past my dad wouldn't treat them like equals, but now he is far more laid back." Moving her bags to the closet, Helga came back out. "We are all going to the park to play a game. Wanna come to keep score?"
Rhonda thought about it before cursing. "I forgot to bring a coat with me. I was in a rush just getting the necessities that I forgot the most important one."
Shrugging, Helga left the room to head to hers. Coming back she gave her a red coat. "Here you go. Wanna come? It might do you some good."
"Why are you being so nice to me?"
"Because I've been here before. You can do your own self therapy another time. Come with to get the family drama off of you."
Thinking about it, Rhonda slipped the coat on her with a slight smile to her face. "I'm game."
"Good. Come on than."
Leaving the room together they both headed downstairs telling Miriam and James good bye before heading to Helga's car. Driving to Tina Park, Helga wondered how she'll feel when Stephanie was there with Curly.
At the park, Rhonda was watching them play football today. Keeping score and occasionally laughing at some of them goofing around. Rhonda only became a little dejected at how Curly lifted Stephanie up in mock surrender. Her eyes went down till she recovered her feelings to push past them to cheer them on. Only later when she placed the chalkboard aside to drink some water for her second pill of the day she heard Nadine's voice.
"How are you?" Her voice full of concern.
"Well staying with Helga right now because my parents don't love me." Turning her attention to Nadine, Rhonda felt overwhelmed as she went to surprise her in a hug. "I'm not doing this for you to feel sorry for me. I'm not doing this because I want sympathy. I'm doing this because I understand completely why you did what you did. I love you in spite of how I treated you as of late. I just want you to know that Peapod is very fortunate in having you in his life. Everyone is fortunate. I want to still be a better person and I hope to get there one day. Right now I don't feel entirely there." She knew she said it all in a tidal wave of emotions, but having her right next to her released it. "I never told you how beautiful I think you truly are."
Nadine was taken aback listening to her as she slowly hugged her back. "Thank you, Rhonda. I appreciate it all."
Pulling back, Rhonda took in her friend before seeing Curly kiss Stephanie in the distance. Averting her eyes to another direction she sniffled before excusing herself to have a walk. As she walked away she stopped by Harold as he stood there staring at Patty with her boyfriend. "You both are so perfect together that it just doesn't make sense why you both aren't together."
"Huh?" Harold turned his head quickly to stare directly at Rhonda.
She ignored his confused state. "You both are perfect together that it only makes sense. I'm not saying to break them apart. I'm just saying to tell her how you really feel before it's too late." Looking towards Curly as he held Stephanie now, she frowned. "Trust people who say that it is better to say something now or regret it forever later." Turning on her heel, Rhonda decided to head down the trail for a brisk walk.
Harold turned his head towards Patty knowing what Rhonda just said was true.
Helga and Arnold spotted Rhonda walking down the pathway away from everyone. They already saw her hug Nadine, saw the pained look from her as she glanced over to Curly, saw her speak to Harold before disappearing.
"Perhaps I should talk to her." Arnold told her.
Helga shook her head. "She wants to be alone for now. She'll come back. She is slowly putting the pieces back on herself. From one broken person I'll give you this advice, Arnold: Only we can truly understand. I don't think she is lost if she is willing to change in this way. I unfortunately went all the way to England to change for the better. She is going to her own England right now. Rhonda will come back." Kissing his cheek, Helga wrapped her arms around him. "I love your do-gooder nature."
"I always thought you hated it."
"Nope. I actually admired it even if I wasn't ready to listen at the time." Humming in delight of having his arms around her, Helga smiled. "This means I'm spending more time at the boarding house for our far more personal time."
"I love having my bedroom smell like you so I'm perfectly fine with that." Kissing her earlobe, Arnold just loved holding her. "If you were on my football team we would cream everyone."
"I know, but would you enjoy having the opposing team tackle me?"
He froze at the thought knowing she could handle it, but he wouldn't be able to. "No I wouldn't. How about you tackle me anytime you desire."
"I desire that much better." Helga moaned against his touch.
Meanwhile on the bridge, Rhonda stood there at the railing hypnotized by the water. Hearing faint giggling she spotted Curly approaching with Stephanie. Groaning that her peace was shattered had her walking away from the newly happy couple.
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It seemed that day in and day out was Rhonda being smack dab in the face of love central. Every place she turned her attention, there was Curly with his new girlfriend. She didn't find it this obnoxious when he was with Helga. Wondering why that was, Rhonda left the building quickly to dash away to her car. She needed to hear music. Needed to get away from them both.
Climbing in her car she put the music on to put it on rock music. It wasn't her first choice, but she needed it to make her forget. She knew why she wasn't so sickened by Helga and Curly. Helga and him weren't so in your face with the overdramatic displays of affection. With this girl, she seemed nice, but overly affectionate. It was so saccharine that Lila was sand paper compared to the girl.
Bringing her head against the steering wheel, Rhonda couldn't help but scream out her frustration. She wanted to rip her hair out. Wanted to smack her own parents out. It wasn't Stephanie's fault. It was her own.
"I'm such a loser." She whispered as her voice wavered.
Her eyes looked to her cast grateful that today was the day she will most likely get it off. Leaning back she felt like signing up for kick boxing classes to get rid of her increasing frustration. Her parents don't love her and haven't once called her to see how she was. Helga's parents asked her how she was at least. Helga listened to her when she wanted to gripe. Nadine would always place a gentle hand on her arm in a show of silent support, but they didn't say anything else. As for Curly, he was occupied with his new girlfriend.
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Putting her books in her backpack, Patty kept eyeing Harold just twiddling his fingers. "Talk to me. I know something is swimming around that head of yours."
Harold had to go off to practice, but still he needed to say it. "Oh I'll talk to you later, Patty. It isn't important." Yes he needed to say it, but he just couldn't bring himself to say it. "I'll see you tomorrow."
Slinging her backpack on her, Patty knew he was lying. "Yeah well, see ya."
Watching her leave, Harold stood there as she made her way to the end of the hallway to disappear through the door. Groaning at his lack of courage, Harold went rushing after her. Slamming through the doors he ran up to her before she even reached her boyfriend's car. "I just want to say that I have deep feelings for you, Patty. I don' t just like you as a friend. I like you as something more. Well I'm not expecting you to break it off with him, I just wanted to tell you before I regret something. Well anyhow you have a nice night. Bye." Rushing away to the locker rooms, Harold had to hide away even as he grabbed Arnold by the arm. "I just told Patty how I felt and I bet she won't talk to me anymore. You gotta help me."
Helga, Gerald, and him just looked at Harold as he gripped Arnold's arm. "Well I'm heading in. Have fun, Football Head."
"Yeah, I'll see you both in a little while." Gerald told them both as he went into the boys side.
This was his training obviously to become an understanding father one day. Friend's like Harold running up to him crying for his help. "First of all I need my arm, Harold." Waiting for him to release his grip, Arnold continued to speak. "Now tell me what you mean."
"Well I like Patty more than just friends, right?"
Arnold has always known this, but he just nodded to simply save time.
"Well we thought it was best to stay friends. Anyhow I've been falling more in love with her and well since she has this boyfriend, I've been just staring at her like some type of creep. This sunday, Rhonda told me to just tell her how I feel because if I don't I'll regret it. Well I told her and now I regret it."
Watching one of his toughest players break down crying, Arnold sighed. "First of all, Harold pull yourself together. Second of all, Rhonda is right. Better to say something and not say it at all. If I never told Helga how I felt I would be regretting it still. Same goes with Gerald and Phoebe. I doubt that Patty will stop talking to you simply because she is very mature. She appreciate what you said to her, but you have to be prepared that she might not just break it off with Toby to be with you."
"But why?"
For someone who had been a legal adult for some time, Harold acted like a baby. "I'm just saying. Maybe one day it will happen between you both. Right now just be patient and she'll appreciate it."
Anytime Harold thought things over he normally acted as if his brain was frying. He would yell out he couldn't take it no more and yell out for his mommy. This time he could just nod numbly and hope that it would work out. "Yeah I guess your right, Arnold."
"I am and you'll see that you are right in sharing with her. Now we should go inside and get changed up." Arnold suggested as he gently nudged him forward.
Nodding, but not saying anything, Harold did as instructed. He wanted a Mr Fudgey bar when he got home though.
Yes Rhonda was talking in her sleep when Curly was there.