Chapter 6
"Hey, San," Winona greeted Sandy cheerfully when she came in from work a few days later.
"How's work, Winona? I haven't seen you for a couple of days."
"Total bitch, girl. This whole spring fashion thing has my head spinning. I'm glad all that is finally over, at least until April. So everything's good at the hospital?"
"So far, yes. Still basically shuffling paper, but it beats being a cashier or receptionist any day. Not to mention a better work environment."
"I bet. Hey, can you stop by my place when you get upstairs? I have a floral delivery for you. I told them I'd take it since you weren't home."
"Flowers?" Sandy asked. "Did they say who from? I really don't know a whole lot of people for someone to be sending me flowers."
"Someone must like you," Winona smiled.
Sandy followed her up to the apartment, where a small arrangement sat on Winona's table. Sandy picked it up, admiring it.
"Very nice," she commented. "Thanks for taking this for me."
"You're not going to read who it's from?" Winona asked.
"Yeah, once I get settled over at home. Right now, I better check and see that my son didn't tear the house down."
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Tyler had been fooling around on the computer when Sandy came in the door, putting the flower arrangement and mail on the table.
"Hi, Mom," he greeted her.
"Is your homework done, young man?" she asked.
"Yeah. I only had to read a couple of chapters for history and I did most of it on the bus. I've been looking up some stuff on here for extra credit too."
"Oh?" Sandy was pleased by his initiative. "Find anything good?"
"Nothing real useful." He then saw the flowers. "Who sent you those?"
"I haven't seen the card yet. Winona took them for me while I was at work."
"So what's taking so long?"
"I'll get to it in a few minutes. I'm going to change and then find something for dinner."
Tyler shrugged and went back to his task at hand. "Okay."
When he wasn't looking, Sandy slipped the card into her pocket, heading into the bedroom. She had to admit the curiosity was eating at her, but hadn't wanted to make a scene in front of Winona or even Tyler.
Sandy changed into jeans and a casual shirt before she sat on the edge of the bed to look at the card.
Thanks for dinner the other night. Next time, I'm taking you out (my treat), but I'd like to see you without Tyler--Paul
Wow, talk about a good first impression, Sandy thought. Only I haven't seen him around again since that dinner. Oh well.
She tucked the card into her jeans pocket and went to shuffle through the mail; it was nothing more than the usual bills that she needed to prepare checks for, along with the array of junk mail.
"So who sent the flowers?" Tyler called from the other room.
"Your friend Paul, thanking us for dinner the other night."
"Wow, and he sent flowers? Most dudes would have either called or sent a note. You must have had an impact on him."
"Maybe," she shrugged, going through cupboards in the kitchen and finding nothing that interested her for dinner.
"How about some pizza tonight? You can pick the place."
"Sounds like a winner!" Tyler grinned in agreement.
He grabbed the phone book by the computer desk, flipping through the pages, thinking the whole time that this thing with his mom and Paulcould work after all.