Chapter 7
After a long difficult day of saving lives, the 29 year old young man fell on his soft and comfy sofa in his big house.
And he let out an audible groan. What a day. He thought to himself. Henry never thought in a million years that he would be the new manager of Junk N Stuff.
The job was given to him when he graduated from Swellview High. And he's been taking care of it ever since, even when Ray and Schwoz went into retirement.
He kicked off his shoes and thrown them up on the modern coffee table. Then switched on the TV, as soon as it flipped on, he wasn't suprised to see PBS kids on.
He simply flipped the channel so he could find something when he heard the door open then slam close.
"Daddy!" He heard, seconds after hearing footstep run towards him.
She was his first and only child who was about 6 years old, she had caramel skin tone, amber eyes and curly golden hair. "Hey!" He beamed with glee.
She jumped on his lap to embrace him. "How was school?" He asked gleefully. She eagerly pulled herself out of his hold and they met eye contact.
"Good." She stated, then she went on about her entire day with every detail. But Henry couldn't help tuning her out by admiring how all his good looks showered down on her. "... are you listening?"
"Yeah." He clearly lied, but she was easily convinced.
"So Miss. Applecrumple couldn't pronounce my name and everyone laughed.." What? How does someone not know how to pronounce her name? He thought.And how is Miss. Applecrumple not the one getting laughed at.
His daughter's name was simple yet special. And the meaning behind it meant "feminine" and "petit". It is the name of the love of his life.
Charlotte came in with grocery bags in her hand, "I told you to help me carry the bags in, Charlotte." She said, sounding as if she had got done running a marathon.
Henry chuckled to himself, he never thought hearing her say those words would be funny. She lept off his lap and ran toward her mother, "I'm sorry, Mommy. I forgot." She said, Henry followed behind her, seeing Charlotte carrying four bags around her arms and hands.
She suddenly met eyes with Henry who was looking at her with admiration. "What?" She asked grinning at him while her daughter took a few feather weight bags and ran off towards the kitchen.
"Nothing." He shrugged, Charlotte squinted at her husband trying to figure this look out.
"You gonna look at me all day or are you gonna ask for my help." He asked playfully. But it was more of a statement because he simply took the bags from her hands.
Their eyes never left each other as if it were glued to one another. Their heads kneeled in and their lips pecked.
"Did you like it?" Henry asked, "The kiss."
Charlotte sneered at recalling the memory and her answer to it...
"Yes!"
THE END
Hope you all enjoyed it, sorry if this is short to you. Sorry that this was taking long too and you guys were waiting. i'm gonna make more stories which u all are welcomed to read.