A/N: Hey! I know that I still have to finish the boy and the tree, which I
have the next few chapters done but lost them when we reprogrammed the
computer, so it may be a while before I find them or am forced to rewrite
them. But here goes this one. It is not what you think!
"Kelly, it's like I told ya, I can't go around changing things for you, I ain't about to go soft."
"Yeah but I ain't got the money right now. Look, let me in with the rest of the boys and I'll pay ya for the alcohol when I gets the money."
"You're gonna be the ruin of me Kelly,"
"Does that mean you'll do it? You gotta, I mean, c'mon all those times I saved your ass, I've at least earned myself admittance to a party."
"I don't wanna hear about all the times you 'saved my ass' Mr. I wanna strike but I can't do it alone."
"Get off it Conlon, just let me in,"
"Yeah, yeah."
"Good. Thanks. Listen. So you know Linda?"
"You know I was going to anyway."
"Going to what?"
"Let you in."
"Wait, What?"
"You know, to the party."
"Shut up."
"I was, It's just that I wanted to hear you beg."
"You would."
"I did."
"Yeah, Yeah."
"Yeah, so Linda?"
"Linda? Oh. right. So she."
That's when I first noticed her, Somewhere between the words 'So she' and 'Yo Conlon'. She was standing next to the counter, leaning over to grab a fork that had fallen onto the floor. The sweet shape of her body was made visible through the long pink skirts, the tender pale flesh of her neck, the bright blue eyes, that sandy brown hair, and those glossy red lips. Haunting.
"Excuse me, miss?" I called her over.
"Yes."
"I. I need another water." Did I just stutter? Spot Conlon doesn't stutter! Who is this girl?
"Sure." Jack looked up from his food and into my eyes as I watched her walk back to the kitchen, skirt swaying with her hips, and her hair blowing back brushing the sides of her neck. He had to smile, for he knew as well as I, that I had to have her.
"Kelly, it's like I told ya, I can't go around changing things for you, I ain't about to go soft."
"Yeah but I ain't got the money right now. Look, let me in with the rest of the boys and I'll pay ya for the alcohol when I gets the money."
"You're gonna be the ruin of me Kelly,"
"Does that mean you'll do it? You gotta, I mean, c'mon all those times I saved your ass, I've at least earned myself admittance to a party."
"I don't wanna hear about all the times you 'saved my ass' Mr. I wanna strike but I can't do it alone."
"Get off it Conlon, just let me in,"
"Yeah, yeah."
"Good. Thanks. Listen. So you know Linda?"
"You know I was going to anyway."
"Going to what?"
"Let you in."
"Wait, What?"
"You know, to the party."
"Shut up."
"I was, It's just that I wanted to hear you beg."
"You would."
"I did."
"Yeah, Yeah."
"Yeah, so Linda?"
"Linda? Oh. right. So she."
That's when I first noticed her, Somewhere between the words 'So she' and 'Yo Conlon'. She was standing next to the counter, leaning over to grab a fork that had fallen onto the floor. The sweet shape of her body was made visible through the long pink skirts, the tender pale flesh of her neck, the bright blue eyes, that sandy brown hair, and those glossy red lips. Haunting.
"Excuse me, miss?" I called her over.
"Yes."
"I. I need another water." Did I just stutter? Spot Conlon doesn't stutter! Who is this girl?
"Sure." Jack looked up from his food and into my eyes as I watched her walk back to the kitchen, skirt swaying with her hips, and her hair blowing back brushing the sides of her neck. He had to smile, for he knew as well as I, that I had to have her.
