Chapter Seven
A month after the wedding, everything was peaceful. No Michael sightings which made Kimberly glad. She and Tommy had fallen into a normal routine.
Kim would awake every morning, shower, and fix breakfast for the two of them. She would also pick something for Tommy to wear everyday, trusting her fashion sense more than his. She made sure the keys were somewhere he could find them and made sure there was plenty gas in the tank of his jeep. She made sure he would not be late for school.
Tommy in turn woke up an half hour after her and showered. He never complained about her choice in clothing and would head out to the kitchen after he was presentable. He would tell her if he was going to be late or not for dinner that night. He always kissed and told her he loved her before heading out.
During the day, Kim would go on a job search, run errands, or go to the market. The market was a place that seemed foreign to the greatest-ranger-that-was-ever-was. When she arrived there was hardly any thing in the fridge.
Kimberly did most of the cooking, since Tommy seemed inept at the task. But the man was a hell of a cleaner. So, their duties were pretty much equal.
Every night after dinner, they would sit in living room. Tommy would grade papers or going over the next day's lesson plan. Kimberly would read a book or check her email.
They were behaving like a true married couple. But somewhere, deep down, Tommy knew that their bliss wouldn't last long. He was concerned about Michael Monroe. Kim was very shaken when she had saw him at the reception and after alot of interrogating they found she had saw him in the parking lot during the wedding.
It bothered him Kim was keeping something from him. Even though, she said that it was the first time she had seen him since she broke up with the man, Tommy had the darkest feeling she wasn't telling the truth.
Every time Tommy brought up the subject Kim would say she didn't want to talk about it.
This wasn't the already fragile trust they had between him. Meaning Kim the betrayer and he the victim.
The last thing the former black ranger needed was a sequel to his heartbreak he experienced in high school.
A cold feeling came to him. His falcon cried to him. Something was wrong. Very wrong and he was going to find out what it was before things became bad.
Sorry about the length. Nothing much was supposed to happen in this chapter. Just a bit of peace with angst.
Michael begins to send more letters to his "Sunshine" next chapter.
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