A/N Sorry for the late update, really hard homework assignment.
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I slowly opened my eyes as the sun shone through the blinds. I
stayed still, not wanting to get up yet. I froze when I felt someone stir
beside me. I relaxed when I remembered Maryanne had spent the
night. It was nice, we watched Finding Nemo, one of my favorite
movies since it gives me hope about Arianna, and ate frozen
custard. Maryanne and I agree that custard is way better than ice
cream. I lay still until Maryanne is completely awake. She gives me
her smile that makes me weak in the knees and offers to make
breakfast. She prepares pancakes with eggs for hair, blueberries for
eyes and bacon for a mouth. That's Maryanne for you, always trying
to make the best out a bad situation. I finish and do the dishes while
Maryanne gets ready for work. She tells me she'll keep an ear to the
ground about the message we delivered yesterday. I drop her off at
the lab and continue to the Home Depot. After speaking to Mr.
Granger, I head to the back to put the finishing touches on a
bookcase. Finally my shift ends, and I go to my car. I still have a few
hours before Maryanne is off work so I head to the lakefront. While
there I see a dad and son arguing. I can't help myself and began to
eavesdrop. "But Dad, I don't want Sally to come, she's a girl." "Now
son I know I promised it would be a Father-Son fishing trip but your
mom is busy so your sister has to come with." I freeze because that
family reminds me of mine. Unable to contain myself, I walk over. I
catch sight of the father's hopeless expression and pull him aside. I
whisper some words of advice in his ear and step back. The father
approaches the kids and says "Tony, if you let your sister accompany
us this time next weekend we'll go camping, just you and me." Tony
immediately stops arguing and breaks into a grin. "You hear that
Sally, me and dad are going camping, NO GIRLS ALLOWED." Tony
races Sally to the lake and his dad shoots me a grateful look. I grin
back and head to my car. I pull up in front of the crime lab and
freeze. There are fire trucks everywhere and angry red flames
shooting from the building. At that moment I can only think of one
thing, Maryanne.
A/N I agree custard is way better than ice cream, which do you prefer?