Chapter 24
The calm before the storm...yeah right if you saw so! Pt.1: Michonne
Her bedroom three hours before the Ball...
"Really! I can't believe it!" Ro said surprised. "Did all that prettiness just go there and say that to you M!"
And her M's quite strong response. Sitting there in front of the vanity mirror, with eyes still radiating hurt. Precisely was this as she looked back at the nurse doing her hair.
"Oh yes he most certainly did. And a sistah for sure is going to show the good Sheriff man, exactly what a full dance card surely looks like too!"
"Ah, Michonne," said Patrice, the make-up artist-in-waiting. Quickly cutting her friend off, and definitely well on the way to playing devil's advocate as well. "I know your feelings are hurt and rightly so. However, I just don't believe the man I saw you sitting in the park with. Willingly would renege on his promise without cause. Now do you?"
And a peeved Michonne's answer to that was to roll her eyes hard.
Howbeit, the unbothered Pat's reaction to her action was to not miss one beat, and didn't!
"There must be something else going on," she continued. "Especially for him to hurt you like he has. And you can like what I'm saying or not missy! There's got to be more to it than him not being able to dance. Right?
"Ro, Mom, and me...well we saw the two of you together on that bench. Sitting and breathing in every last inch of the other while the boys played. The four of you were something really nice to behold too. A neat family like little package; particularly after Mike. Puppies included!"
And Michonne even though genuinely hurt, and allowing herself to remember. Nearly almost cracked a smile, enjoying the thought. But that something else lurking about killed it. And doggedly unyielding in her stance said.
"Yeah...well that was that time. This most definitely is right now! And it doesn't matter one bit if what he said was on purpose or not! His intention still is to be a pity date, or whatever isn't it? And anyway, who says I'm hurt! Perturbed, yes! Hurt! I-do-not-think-sooo!"
But the sound of Michonne's voice with its slight temor. As if their girl was just about to cry, really does begs to differ big time! Because that bit too much of the protesting, the eye-rolling, and then throw in her body language. Well...all three were just a dead giveaway that says otherwise. Which nooone in the room cared to correct, or even comment on either!
However, Rosemary having taken special notice of it all. Not only cringed, but began feeling a whole lot sorry for the law man, certainly in some mighty big trouble. Since the last time she'd heard that kind of absolute resolution from Michonne. Let's just say it genuinely did not end to good; no, not at all copecetically for the target!
And that, an extremely well educated someone, wholeheartedly definitelycould and would attest to, if not for pride... theirs.
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Three and a half months ago...
Mike a total and complete idiot if there ever was one. Daring not to stop, surely didn't! And for more than a couple of good reasons, as well as some precise timing too. Fittingly received the shock of his me, myself, and I self-absorbed life.
Especially when all of his mess came rolling in unexpected like.
And the beatdown, surely well deserved was an absolutely unforgettable one too! Certainly the kind that he and others wouldn't soon be forgetting if ever! And even though a bloodless happening. Still with a quickness, caused the man's smooth, deep chocolatey brown skin to pale substantially.
And the reason might you ask?
Welllll..., because Mike, a waaay too arrogant and hubris kind of scoundrel; exactly as always thought his hand the upper one. And unbeknownst to him at his own hurt. Certainly did throw extremely too much weight around...always his! Which unlike all those other times, just happened to have been, definitely one blasted time waay too many too!
Now how is it that stupid just don't know how, when, or even want to quit? And why should the dumb dimwitted b-hole! Had it not worked so many other times before with Michonne?
Then the man, clearly with a whole boatload of misplaced confidence. Coupled with a great deal of good old fashion audacity if ever there were any! Annnd in addition to that, like so many other times before, stupidly began with the dictating.
Just as always!
Because darn tootin, without any question it would be him! And only him, who'd be deciding when he would be coming back to pick His belongings up; certainly not Miss Michonne. Hellll to the nah it won't!
"And that sweetheart definitely wouldn't be one minute before I do, so deal with it!" said the ass to his brand new ex, wrongly assuming himself untouchable.
Sadly that bit of bravado had also been brainlessly asserted just as before. An intentional bold doing with a great deal of loathsomesness snuggly tucked on. Also had the Mikester doing it all freely, and at no inconvenience at all to himself either.
Which he directly did do right after an extreme, more than cold, out of the blue announcement. The first of his many explicit new intentions to the newly pregnant Michonne...Mr. Big Man was moving out.
"Oh yeah, and that would be immediately!" He added for an even more hostile sense of molestation.
Then came the second of the man's, on purpose one two punch to shame her! And it too just as soul crushing, was also equally just as surprising. You see the hateful thing wasn't just moving out to leave. Oh nooo, no buddy he surely wasn't!
Mike, the contemptible canine was also doing it to marry someone else; another baby mama by eight weeks plus! The exact same amount of time her parents had been gone!
"What in the world is your problem woman?" he'd say to Michonne biggity. "We have yet to find somewhere permanent to stay (meaning the just right place large enough and grand enough for the likes of him, his soon to be bride, and ego)! So you will do best to wait until then. Because just face it Mickie, you have no choice in the matter!"
Then immediately after having nervily spouted all...
Unhurriedly did a rather pleased Mike walked towards the front door.
And when reaching it, nonchalantly opened his gateway to a whole new beginning. Where on the other side stood some staff out in the hall waiting. And had been for quite some time too.
They'd been gleefully and pompously summoned in advance.
His highness needed help relocating himself, and only a small minute amount of some things.
No way in Hell was he taking any of it downstairs all by his lonesome self! Everyone knows that's tedious grunt work; bit by bit, piece after piece going right inside a waiting van. Definitely, no way would he be doing any of that!
And if he'd had only one piece, would still have had someone coming to fetch it! Because with Mike, his image is eveything!
And the items...one handcrafted leather garment bag, packed ever so tidily with shirts and suits. It's companion valise, filled full of an array of men accessories, and all kinds of manly toiletries as well.
(Just because the boy's a dog, still doesn't mean he has to look and smell like one too!)
Last, but never least were two oversized, quite large wheeled suit cases; one overload with all kinds of expensive shoes, housed in muslin bags, still in their original boxes. While the other, just as pleasently overburdened with that which was he's. Certainly was nowhere near half, the particular man's underwear or pajamas.
And all four well crafted pieces, holding just enough to tie him over until...! Had also been a loving, and very expensive gift directly from Michonne's heart, just because. And them sitting ever so neatly just inside the front door. Sat where they were to allow for an easy in and out assess. Definitely was also an intentional insignia of superiority...His!
Distressingly, quite the double-edge sword, that wounded and wounded deep, a smarting Michonne's hurting heart even more. Standing there in the middle of their soon to be former living with a blank stare. Trying real hard to process it all as best she could.
Exactly just as Mike, all haughty and he-man like, knuckle dragging cute self had wanted.
And what a successful success too!
Again, exactly as wanted!
One horribly set in motion earlier as he giddily and all satisfied, passed back and forth, right in front of his (confused) former girl, to accomplish the whole offense! Definitely did it without one care of conscious at all!
And when the job of placing his things ever so was over with. Literally dusted off his hands with a snug smile; despite the fact of being aware of Michonne in clear view of the act. Hubristically did Mike willfully do it all-the whole shebang, the whole time talking a whole lot of smack too. Dumbly believing himself victorious.
And with his stupidity having truly gone pass seed! Shamefully had the idiot waaay too sure of both self and wrong. Also had the proud smirking schmuck, with head high in air thinking as well.
"And if I do need more, I'll just go out and buy me more. No biggie!"
Theeen just to add even more injury to his insult.
The so-in-so turd, deliberately when the movers had finished, and everyone out in the hall. Slammed the solid front door unnecessarily hard. Causing it, and it's aim to vibrate throughout the whole condo, hall, and elsewhere.
Why...just because!
And it all heartlessly done by Mike, also was done so without ever saying a,..."So long...farewell, goodbye, or even a good luck to ya Michonne!"
Forever to leave his Mickie bewildered, hurt, and sad.
Which is exactly what the man's ex, at that very distressing moment in time, paralyzed with such an unspeakable amount of mental injury. Definitely did feel all that, coupled with so much more.
And Michonne standing there just looking around in a quandary, feeling so alone truly was. That is except for baby tucked sweetly inside her belly. However, in spite of it all, and remembering that precious little tidbit (which she really hadn't forgot). Also felt something without question even vividly stronger.
A sense of protectiveness, fiercely ignited by Mike's unwarranted and cruel excessiveness, unkindly burdening down on her excessively hard. Found herself craddling both baby and belly protectively. And in addition to that also had her the whole while wreaking her brain as well. Trying more than hard to figure out just what had happened. And exactly why?
However there was a problem with that action too, because she had'nt one clue were to start!
And all of this, later on that afternoon, and in great detail too. Would a mentally maimed Michonne. Understandably devastated due to a deluge of cruelty, tearlessly told all to someone else new yet for a second time!
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Ro shocked and flabbergasted. And hurting just as much as her thoroughly wounded, ill treated friend was. Openly wept as she sat on Michonne's living room couch quietly listening. Shedding those tears that her girl was either unable to, or wouldn't dare do!
And the reason that the nurse was there, or had even dropped by in the first place. Well that definitely hadn't happened by sheer coincident for sure. It was all due to one frantic call.
Eddie Mack and Andrea's.
They were desperatly in need of some help...hers!
Michonne humiliated, hurt, alone by herself, and also in need of help. Called them first.
That hound Mike had pungently exposed his real true colors to their M.
Exactly as the whole family feared one day would happen; now had!
And in such a very low manner too!
Sadly one which was so much more excessive than any of them could ever have imagined!
Not only were Andrea and Eddie understandably concerned, but quite livid as well.
And naturally the toad's unbelievable cruelty. Just had to have happened with the two of them out of town. In addition to that, in two different cities to boot! And with them so far away, neither were able to get to their quite hurt, very sad girl in a timely fashion either.
Hence the call.
"Oh, you have no idea how appreciative we'd be if you would please stop by, and check in on our M for us!" said the cousin and sister to the nurse while on three-way.
Which Ro more than understanding, and just as concerned herself. Gladly did with haste.
And what about the rest of the Anthony/Bradshaw/Harris clan? Why weren't any of them already there?
Simple...since Eddie and Andrea (Michonne included), given the fact of having not been born the night before. Smartly wanted none of what had happened, duly getting back to the rest of them. That's why!
Uh-uh...nope nooo way in Heck, did they want any of it getting out!
Certainly not until the two of them were back home to run interference, especially with the Uncles Henry and Ellis. Because Michonne having had enough drama to deal with, definitely didn't need more. None of them did!
Besides, things were bad enough without them getting any worse. Both Alphas needn't be going to prison for life. And that surely would have been the case, if when getting their hands on Sir Stupid a-whole-lot! Literally would have ripped him a well deserved, totally good new one!
Which definitely would have done without ever blinking an eye at the consequences. Certainly would have in a heartbeat! And the females in the family too, who at times could be no joke as well!
However, their Heart even though in some very deep distress, still proved herself quite the resilient one.
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Michonne definitely with an exquisitely clear head; surely a very rare phenomena when it came to Mike. And in order to make very clear to the pip for future references. Since evidently he hadn't a clue; well not yet anyway! Unflinchingly took steps to showed him early the very next morning. Exactly what definitely was up, and who in the universe he was now dealing with.
And that most definitely would not be the extremely green, barely eighteen, exploitable young girl who he'd bamboozled from day one so long ago.
But someone else altogether new.
Which was a now fully educated (directly because of Mike), most definitely awake (ditto all the way Mike), and stupid no more Michonne Isabella Rénald (surely not the intent of Mike). Locked, loaded, and with eyes wide open. Definitely ready for bear, which absolutely meant a stuffed, mounted, up against the wall Mike!
Only because obviously the man wasn't in love with her, at least not anymore. Or if ever he ever was! And that last great big old bit of disclosure. More than anyone could ever guess, genuinely hurt without question. So much worse than a mouth filled full of four impacted wisdom teeth!
"The man never loved me," Michonne finally admitted, knowing it to be nothing but the truth!
And 20/20 hindsight even though waay too little, certainly was waay too late! An absolute gyp, and she dog as well!
Still, most definitely was some kind of a mighty effective, gut-wrenching teacher after all. Just as it should have. Promptly bring into existence the learn sense! Duly because of the more than enough of the misfortune, hurt, and pain.
All negative experiences she'd suffered mostly due to self.
And quite a harshly gained education too!
Be what else would be expected from the (rigid) school of the hard knocks, that certainly is no joke in the first place! And always without fail guarantees some kind of an unimaginable wound somewhere! However, if allowed will surely protect greatly!
While on the other hand, bought sense; a more than distressingly dumb mindset. Which most definitely is intellectual rational; the quite desperate wanting of the very something elusive. Michonne's usual modus operandi when dealing with Mike. And more than not oftentimes just as painful too.
Regularly ignores hurt purposely by quickly pushing aside any common sense altogether. And that too is in favor of the hoping stupidly for the better some day's arrival. Which hardly ever does come, and most certainly did not for the young lawyer herself.
And oh-what-a-total-waste too!
Because Michonne, now with her smart self could see it all quite clearly (yippy ki-yay, big deal so what)!
Whereas before, a misplaced love along with headstrongness. And willfully ignorant; traveled the other route blindly, stupidly, altogether crazily! Which was in spite of all those warning signs, flashing red right there in front of her! Seven uneven, up and down squandered years worth.
And for what?
Dumb butt naturally was dense and in-lub! Heads over hill in a eighty-four month sham of a relationship. Which taught and got her nothing, except Mike's ugly departure, and a baby to rear all alone.
So unlike yesterday's eventful event. And even though quite painful, did in a very short slip of time; an hour, ninety minutes tops. Undoubtedly schooled a girl superbly well! Sadly teaching Michonne a rather hurtful, yet very valuable lesson. And even sadder still, it all happen at the hands of the more than willing, quite nice looking snot she'd loved with all her heart...warts and all!
Oh how right had grandma been about being hardheaded, and its causes.
She could..., no should have just listened from the very start; avoiding that hurt completely. All except for baby of course!
But that was neither here nor there anymore. Because baby was definitely there to stay, as well as the new dawn that had suddenly appeared. And just as quick, quickly uhered in a whole new day as well too!
And with it came a brand new Sheriff certainly now in charge. Carrying a new badge, etched with a brand spanking new insigna. Awareness...hers hallelujah! The girl was surely awoken, bright eyes, and bushy tailed!
Now Michonne all fresh and enlighten, having received nothing but honors. Graduated Summa Cum Laude, and then some from the "University of Life with Mike."
Ignorantly earned and obtained the most unfortunate of an education from ears closed, and the day before's mental thwacking by a highly accomplished something else. And in spite of all his on purpose meanness. Unintentionally caused a clearing for the unimaginable to have happened.
An emancipation.
Which came in the form of a release.
A total one!
And that was...
Michonne's letting go of her love for the man. Which would be once and for all; a complete act of the cutting off! Never ever to look back, or think twice.
And assuredly one that never ever would have been achieved if it wasn't for...
Michael Tyron Rosslyn himself.
So sadly (but not by much) began the teaching of a complete moronic fool...
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Michonne, now a liberated, and totally complete free soul. Fed-up, besides being impatient for closure; a whole lot of it! Wanting nothing but that minion of Satan out of her life, so much sooner than he intended on going.
Which too came without a second thought as well. Also had Mike absolutey clueless of the pending stink stank storm clearly heading his way! And for sure all at the snake's very own expense too.
(Woo-hoo!)
And to see that it did happen accordingly, the young counselor willingly pay quite the sizable sum. That it surely was her desires; definitely not Mike's who saw the light of day first. Which certainly would be permanently so!
And Ro now quite a happy camper, because Michonne was getting there! Witnessed it all with a mighty broad smile, sitting plum, up close and personal in the best ringside seat ever! Happily rah-rahed her friend on the whole way.
Naturally she was spending the night, and with Michonne's blessing too!
Neither had their girl, Ro, Eddie Mac, nor Andrea wanted the wronged young woman home alone.
And first things just had to come first before...
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Michonne without regrett, and for a third time no seconds thoughts either. And with a whole lot of help from the nurse, and some of the building's staff. Which just coincidentally consisted of at least one of them who'd helped Mike move earlier. Busied themselves throughout the night with the careful packing of her ex's ev•ery•thing! .
Which not surprisingly was all done by all quite happily too.
And when finished, for a fourth time without any added fanfare of the pester of a second thought of not to. Had all shipped out posthaste!
And then came the aftermath...Mike's reaction. Which couldn't have been nicer!
Especially when all of what was his, delivered ever so neatly, professionally, and precisely on time. Came in vigorously with a definite rush; directly right after a very strong knock-knock-knocking at his office door. Just like the Tell-Tell Heart!
Quickly did it all come into view.
And oh was the sight ever straggering!
Not only did it immediately overwhelmed the man.
But his big ole brand new corner office's floor plan as well. And then some too, like the hall outside!
Exactly as planned.
And it all happened while Michonne listened. Mike even denser, called first thing demanding still that things be done his way! Just because he wrongly thought that he could!
(Remember, stupid just don't know when to quit!)
And that fact too had his ex in turn rolling her eyes, saying relatively very little to the conceited irritant. Who all proudly spouted out his little diatribe, and that was jussst a bit before the doggie poop stank of a storm's arrival. Coming all unceremoniously just a callin with that might big dump!
And why should the smart girl even waste breath, since her actions soon would be voicing it all for her!
And perfectly quite well one might add.
"Now why is it that Mike always has to have the last word, and things done his way. He must think himself at a certain restaurant. Do I look like that King? No not by a long shot!" Michonne sarcastically scoffed to herself. Having made the funny, and a rather bad one at that!
But oh the irony.
Cleary Mr. Rosslyn had definitely been served. Just not in the manner in which he would have liked, or was used to by her!
"Oh well, he'll live. Could have been worse! No boxes, only big black plastic trash bags for the king of a whole lot of rubbish!
What in the world is the man's problem anyway?
Now did that 'salty' nut, really and truly think he'd get off Scott free with any of it!
Not this time buddy!"
And even though Mike having placed the call just to aggravate. Most definitely hadn't been part of Michonne's plan to teach, surely was deliciously good karma just the same. And because of that fact only! His ex girl feeling a whole lot better, delightfully cracked a genuine smile for real this time.
And Ro sitting in the catbird seat, loving it all way too much! Definitely had to mouth out "Thank you, thank you!" A genuinely heartfelt expressed gratitude as she watched her girl's face break out in such a brilliant beam.
Because if her request to spend the night had been met with a "No need I'm fine" by Michonne. Surely wouldn't have been privy to any of what was presently going on.
And that went double for the hearing of so many of Mike's new office mates shocked.
"What in the world Mike!"
An inquiry equal to those of their early morning clients too! Who just a looking and wondering the very exact same thing, certainly did do it wide eyed and bewildered.
And technology, oh what a wonder!
Specifically those very expensive cell phones, equipped clearly with some extremely fine tuned apparatuses!
Because the nurse in a relaxed recline state; feet proper up with hands behind head. Could and definitely did hear everything!
Especially the irate, besides himself man's voice.
Which was nothing but music to both her and Michonne's ears, and as clear as a bell too. Exactly like the other responses to his current predicament were.
Furiously did it all viciously come out. And that was some thirty or more pieces worth, as the man roared ferociously with extreme ruthless words. Reaching out just like claws as they pawed towards their Michonne. Box after boxes, perfectly unfiltered. Did everything come hurling with a snarl from her friend, grinning from ear to ear phone's perfect speakers.
And a mightly good thing Mr. Weasle's new boss was also his future father-in-law in addition to that!
If not, oh how embarrassing (as if it already wasn't)...the boxes, their clients, the whole situation.
Every last bit Mike caused. All three, including that sailor mouth were quite a definite, very bad mess indeed!
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Rosemary busy with the continual doing of Michonne's hairdo. While vividly remembering the whole of Mike's rather embarrassing retribution, smirked. Shame, shame, shame on you Mike. Oh If only to have been a fly on that office wall..now that would truly have been a hoot!
But the girl's hearing it then, as well as her imagination now, certainly was just as good as being there.
And the nurse with her mind having been mentally steeped in the past. Also, in addition to that, purposely had an attentive ear anchored in the present the whole time too. Because, no way in this world would she be missing out on anything of importance. Naturally, that too gave quite a whole new definition to the word multitasking!
And that unique aptness enabled the more than capable girl to expertly, easy peasy no trouble at all. Once more with a special expertise, interject herself right back into a conversation. Where Patrice with her long winded rebuttal in defense of their Sheriff. Assuredly had nothing but a very hard row to hoe. Especially, when up againt Michonne with her rather stubborn, quite blunt response; the catalyst which spurred Rosemary's remenisicing in the first place.
Confidently said this with a mixture of some lightly teasing, and a whole lot of realness added in.
"Now, now young lady, remember Mike! You and I both know you don't really want to go there. Now do you? Would you really go that route with all tall, curly haired, and extremely handsome? Uh-uh, definitely not our Sheriff Grimes, right! Or could you even stay that mad at Mr. Fine?"
And that inwardly did the nurse surely hoped not.
"Remember, isn't it's always best to err on the side of mercy Michonne?" Ro said continuing on. And eyes nearly pleading, sincerely looked back at her in the mirror. Genuinely needing, as well as wanting an answer from her quite-in-a-funk downstairs neighbor. Without question certainly looked for one. "Besides, our Sheriff, who like so many other men, nine out of ten times very seldomly don't think like one! So just give him some slack please."
And this the nurse hopeful, hoped that Michonne totally would!
Since his genuine cheerleader, who at that moment was one of two! Truly did believe that the law man for whatever reason. Certainly had unintentionally made an honest misstep with her gal pal.
And in her opinion nowhere near earned him that Mike kind of ire. Who without any hesitation, richly deserved all kinds of wrath, and then some. Only because everything that he'd done, had been done purposely just to hurt their M.
Michonne deep down in her heart of hearts, knew that to be true as well! However, undoubtedly knew also, she was definitely being bratty with a big ole dose of pettiness too!
And did their girl really give a hoot if she was?
Nope, at that very moment in time definitely not at all!
Because for seven whole years she'd been with someone who'd dictated her whole life! And yeah, no duh, it was all due to her allowing it to happen!
But no more!
And even though it hadn't been a real date; no, certainly not at first! Just a very slick vehicle used to aggravate Mike with. Truly became real after Sheriff Grimes once more asked if she really wanted to go. Which Michonne gladly said "yes" to. Because she certainly did, and with him as her real date!
And her faithfully believing him when he said that they would...well the girl quite hurt, disappointed, and just plain sad thought the man different is all.
So she after having carefully mulled over Ro's to the point question. With a nonchalant shrug of the shoulders thoughtfully said.
"Probably not!
"Naturally I'm not mad at my Handsome, now am I? And He and his Sheriff dad, are definitely the quintessential package deal after all are they not? So whatever else can I do?
"But if any of you three are praying folk, which I know that you all are. And if I have anything to say about it, which I most certainly do! Than please do pray for the man, because before the Ball is over with tonight. The chief law officer from King County, absolutely will need a whole lot of the invoking of some sincere petitioning!
And thought it was 'Better to err on the side of caution, not mercy?'"
Then the surgical nurse who'd willingly turned hairdresser for her friend. Shook her head in total disbelief. Because she couldn't quite come to terms with Michonne's attitude. There was just too much tenacity going on about any of it. Could it be that not only was her tenacious friend dealing with hurt feelings, but a broken heart as well, and not even be aware of it?
"Whoa girl, how in the world could that even be!" thought Rosemary tying extremely hard to rationally convince herself otherwise. Her mind just wouldn't go there. "MIchonne's only known Sheriff Grimes for less than a month. So naturally she couldn't be in love to even have a broken heart, right? Hurt feelings yeah (she'd said as much by denying it). But being in love, no way! Neither is she that impulsive anymore either. No, not after Mike! "
And the girl definitely bent on a much clearer way of thinking. Shooed quickly that particular hard to believe notion, straight out of mind; far, far, faar away so!
Besides, everyone knows exactly how pregnancy hormones do rather, not too funny things to a woman's everything. And that's in addition to the wreaking havoc with their emotions, first thing from the very start!
So with that Ro politely put it all definitely out of mind. Comfortably placing the idea in a very tidy place of the highly improbable. Then the coiffeuse, with an at ease mind, continued with her putting of the finishing touches to some very thick hair.
And it was being done wonderfully so too.
Which surprisingly was with a minimal of some things.
An electric straighting iron, a pair of hot curler, a few hairs clips, not a whole lot of Bobby pins, three small rubber bands, and some hair products. The kind that comes from a salon, because only the best would do to help tame it all. Since fab•u•lous was definitely the name of the game!
And Rosemary with everything to her high standards, hummed a little ditty as she took a step back. And the girl liking what she saw, mighty pleased naturally cheesed.
She'd certainly done an excellent job of the do if she says so herself, and does! Because her masterpiece strategically styled was a marvel indeed. Done perfectly so without ever even cutting one strand of hair. And for sure the most sexiest long in front, wavy short in back stack bob hairdo ever!
And saying that Michonne liked it was definitely an understatement. Because the girl with everything in her was totally lovvving it. So were Pat and Cody's mom Maddie, looking on smiling because their friend genuinely was doing the same.
And the young counselor turning her head back and forth. Admiring her very talented friend's handiwork. And beyond excited, all of a sudden had her eyes attention commandeered elsewhere.
It was at an image in the vanity mirror.
Her bedroom's walk-in closet vied for some attention.
The very exact place where something exceptional hung; waiting ever so patiently to be worn.
And that smile of hers appeared even broader!
Oh how it, and her new hairdo were certainly going to make, quite a statement tonight!
The new outfit, so very different from the floor length, long sleeved, winter white tuxedo dress, modeled by Michonne two days ago along side Sheriff Grimes. Happily had been swapped out, and slated to be worn instead later on that evening. And that certainly had the counselor on pins and needles, intoxicatingly giddy, in addition to thrilled too!
And the girl now feeling somewhat better, smirked. Most definitely a whole lot at the possiblities, and implications. Certainly couldn't hardly wait either.
Nonight, well it was surely going to be that something else wild thing.
One that her "...but now just as a friend instead of a real date," date won't forget anytime soon if ever! Since it will be her mission to surely do exactly that...make it to where the good Sir won't ever forget ever!
And Maddie, Cody's emergency room surgeon mom, the only one of the four women in the room. Who had yet to meet the man of the hour. Quietly sat in a listening and observing mode until she was needed. And did so intentionally.
Between Michonne's reaction towards the law man recent actions. And her son constantly gushing about the Grimes' family; i.e. his son, the senior Mr. and Mrs. Grimes, and the Sheriff himself. Definitely couldn't wait to see what was it about the officer of the law, that produced such an array of emotional intensity! Especially among those she knew, and that knew him. With their individual responses gravitating at different ranges of the spectrum.
The doctor also knew that her dear friend, even though now smiling still wasn't her usual cool self. Which just had to be for one reason, and one reason only. Michonne's simply was in some deep hurting. And it wasn't that Mike kind of distress before the reckoning either.
Because Maddie could genuinely tell, this hurt in particular was so much more. Surely with a Sheriff Grimes smack dab in the center of it all!