Sorry it's taken so long. I've had a lot to deal with. Anyway, hope you
like it; characters are not mine (except Sarah) blah, blah, blah. And
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The next morning was Sunday. Serena got up early and showered quickly before starting breakfast. Sammy padded sleepily into the kitchen and smiled at Serena. "Morning Mom," he said over a yawn. "Eat quickly, we have to go to church at ten." Sammy grimaced. "Aw, Mom. Do I have to go?" Serena rolled her eyes. "Yes. We're going with Aunt Lita and Uncle Andy. We can't be late." Sammy finished his food quickly and he ran into the bathroom. Serena stared at the empty plate in shock. That kid could really eat.
She put it into the dishwasher and walked into her room where she changed into a light pink dress. "Hey Sammy, we gotta go." He walked out, his hair rumpled and his clothes crooked and wrinkled. "Sammy! What did you do to your clothes?" He glanced down and smiled sheepishly. "I accidentally put my wet clothes from last night on top of them." Serena took a deep breath and counted to ten. "Go straighten up as well as you can, and put your good shoes on. I'll go start the car." She started out the door, but stopped. "And comb your hair."
She shook her head as she dug through her purse for her keys. The elevator stopped in the parking garage and she got out, still looking through her purse. She bumped into someone and looked up for a moment. "I'm so sorry, are you okay?" the stranger was staring at her face with a small smile. "Sir, are you alright?" He nodded and backed away, seeming to fade into the shadows. She shuddered and retraced her steps to the elevator; she didn't want Sammy coming down by himself. When she got up there, Sammy was waiting by the elevator, his shirt untucked, combing his hair. "Come on, baby."
They got to the church with minutes to spare. As they slipped into the pew next to Lita and Andrew, Lita whispered, "about time, lazy butt." Serena sat down next to her and pinched her hard. Lita glared at her as she rubbed her arm, Serena only smiled and opened her hymnal. After church Serena shook hands with the pastor and walked down to her car. There was a man leaning on it. "Can I help you?" She asked as she approached. He looked vaguely familiar to her. He only stared at her, unnerving her. Andrew walked up. "Can I help you?" Andrew asked belligerently. The man only turned and walked away. "What a freak." "Did you know that guy?" Serena shook her head and smiled at Lita. "He probably had me mistaken for someone else," she replied nonchalantly. Lita raised an eyebrow, but relented. "Serena, I didn't know this was your church."
She turned and smiled at Sarah, who had stopped just behind her. "I just barely started coming." Sarah looked good in her dark purple t-shirt and jean skirt. "So, you're catholic?" Sarah nodded and grinned. "Yeah. This is only my second week at this church, I just moved here." "That's great, where did you move from?" "Some little Podunk town you've probably never heard of." Serena's smile grew at her blush. "Try me." "No, really, I don't think you would know where it is." Lita cleared her throat and Serena turned back to them. "Lita, this is Sarah, Sarah, this is Lita, my sister- in-law." Sarah smiled and shook her hand. "Hi." Lita smiled at her. "Hi. How do you and Serena know each other?" "Through a mutual friend."
Sarah caught sight of Sammy and her grin grew. "You must be Sammy, I have heard so much about you." Sammy eyed her warily. "Like what?" "That your very bright and very mischievous." She winked at Serena at the last word. Sammy brightened. "Cool. I think you're hot." Sarah choked. "Really? Why?" Sammy shrugged, blushing and backed away. "I don't know. I think you're pretty. And nice."
With those last words he ran to talk to a friend, leaving the adults shell- shocked. "That was...interesting." Sarah straightened. "I have to go to work. I'll see you later," she said to Serena. "It was nice meeting you guys," she said to Lita and Andrew. She flipped her hair over her shoulder and ran to a car where a dark haired man was waiting. He kissed her and they got into the car. "Finally, I meet a friend I approve of," Andrew said lightly.
Serena glared at him. "What is that supposed to mean?" he turned to Lita for help, but found her looking at him with a raised eyebrow. "Yeah, what is that supposed to mean?" Andrew blushed to the roots of his hair and, wisely, didn't answer. Serena shook her head. "Anyway, I have to go. I promised a friend that I'd watch her kid while she's at work." Serena went to get Sammy and Lita elbowed Andrew in the ribs. "Your such a jerk sometimes." She walked to the car in a huff, leaving Andrew staring at her and rubbing his stomach. "Must be expecting," a man behind him said. He turned sharply. "Why do you say that?" he asked, slightly panicked. "My Annette treated me the same way and then, before you know it, nine months has passed and we had our little Chase."
Andrew walked to the car, dazed, and got in. "Andy, are you ok?" Lita asked when he didn't start the car. He turned and smiled at her. "Couldn't be better." "Maybe I should drive," she suggested lightly. When she went to take off her seatbelt he stopped her. "No, you should rest. No strenuous activity for you." He started the car and went off at a snails pace. "The speed limit is forty-five, there is no reason for you to be going twenty." He glared at her. "I don't want to put you in any danger." She only rolled her eyes. "Someone is going to shoot you if you don't go faster. It might just be me." He glanced at her and, when he saw that she wasn't kidding, reluctantly sped up.
The next morning was Sunday. Serena got up early and showered quickly before starting breakfast. Sammy padded sleepily into the kitchen and smiled at Serena. "Morning Mom," he said over a yawn. "Eat quickly, we have to go to church at ten." Sammy grimaced. "Aw, Mom. Do I have to go?" Serena rolled her eyes. "Yes. We're going with Aunt Lita and Uncle Andy. We can't be late." Sammy finished his food quickly and he ran into the bathroom. Serena stared at the empty plate in shock. That kid could really eat.
She put it into the dishwasher and walked into her room where she changed into a light pink dress. "Hey Sammy, we gotta go." He walked out, his hair rumpled and his clothes crooked and wrinkled. "Sammy! What did you do to your clothes?" He glanced down and smiled sheepishly. "I accidentally put my wet clothes from last night on top of them." Serena took a deep breath and counted to ten. "Go straighten up as well as you can, and put your good shoes on. I'll go start the car." She started out the door, but stopped. "And comb your hair."
She shook her head as she dug through her purse for her keys. The elevator stopped in the parking garage and she got out, still looking through her purse. She bumped into someone and looked up for a moment. "I'm so sorry, are you okay?" the stranger was staring at her face with a small smile. "Sir, are you alright?" He nodded and backed away, seeming to fade into the shadows. She shuddered and retraced her steps to the elevator; she didn't want Sammy coming down by himself. When she got up there, Sammy was waiting by the elevator, his shirt untucked, combing his hair. "Come on, baby."
They got to the church with minutes to spare. As they slipped into the pew next to Lita and Andrew, Lita whispered, "about time, lazy butt." Serena sat down next to her and pinched her hard. Lita glared at her as she rubbed her arm, Serena only smiled and opened her hymnal. After church Serena shook hands with the pastor and walked down to her car. There was a man leaning on it. "Can I help you?" She asked as she approached. He looked vaguely familiar to her. He only stared at her, unnerving her. Andrew walked up. "Can I help you?" Andrew asked belligerently. The man only turned and walked away. "What a freak." "Did you know that guy?" Serena shook her head and smiled at Lita. "He probably had me mistaken for someone else," she replied nonchalantly. Lita raised an eyebrow, but relented. "Serena, I didn't know this was your church."
She turned and smiled at Sarah, who had stopped just behind her. "I just barely started coming." Sarah looked good in her dark purple t-shirt and jean skirt. "So, you're catholic?" Sarah nodded and grinned. "Yeah. This is only my second week at this church, I just moved here." "That's great, where did you move from?" "Some little Podunk town you've probably never heard of." Serena's smile grew at her blush. "Try me." "No, really, I don't think you would know where it is." Lita cleared her throat and Serena turned back to them. "Lita, this is Sarah, Sarah, this is Lita, my sister- in-law." Sarah smiled and shook her hand. "Hi." Lita smiled at her. "Hi. How do you and Serena know each other?" "Through a mutual friend."
Sarah caught sight of Sammy and her grin grew. "You must be Sammy, I have heard so much about you." Sammy eyed her warily. "Like what?" "That your very bright and very mischievous." She winked at Serena at the last word. Sammy brightened. "Cool. I think you're hot." Sarah choked. "Really? Why?" Sammy shrugged, blushing and backed away. "I don't know. I think you're pretty. And nice."
With those last words he ran to talk to a friend, leaving the adults shell- shocked. "That was...interesting." Sarah straightened. "I have to go to work. I'll see you later," she said to Serena. "It was nice meeting you guys," she said to Lita and Andrew. She flipped her hair over her shoulder and ran to a car where a dark haired man was waiting. He kissed her and they got into the car. "Finally, I meet a friend I approve of," Andrew said lightly.
Serena glared at him. "What is that supposed to mean?" he turned to Lita for help, but found her looking at him with a raised eyebrow. "Yeah, what is that supposed to mean?" Andrew blushed to the roots of his hair and, wisely, didn't answer. Serena shook her head. "Anyway, I have to go. I promised a friend that I'd watch her kid while she's at work." Serena went to get Sammy and Lita elbowed Andrew in the ribs. "Your such a jerk sometimes." She walked to the car in a huff, leaving Andrew staring at her and rubbing his stomach. "Must be expecting," a man behind him said. He turned sharply. "Why do you say that?" he asked, slightly panicked. "My Annette treated me the same way and then, before you know it, nine months has passed and we had our little Chase."
Andrew walked to the car, dazed, and got in. "Andy, are you ok?" Lita asked when he didn't start the car. He turned and smiled at her. "Couldn't be better." "Maybe I should drive," she suggested lightly. When she went to take off her seatbelt he stopped her. "No, you should rest. No strenuous activity for you." He started the car and went off at a snails pace. "The speed limit is forty-five, there is no reason for you to be going twenty." He glared at her. "I don't want to put you in any danger." She only rolled her eyes. "Someone is going to shoot you if you don't go faster. It might just be me." He glanced at her and, when he saw that she wasn't kidding, reluctantly sped up.