*Note that this chapter is basically all fluff and isn't that important to the story line, but enjoy anyways.

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"What's the difference between red peppers and green peppers?" Kevin asked me, holding a red pepper in his right hand and a green pepper in his left.

"Uh, the colour?" I said simply, I had never really thought about it.

"No I mean what makes a red pepper, red? What makes a green pepper, green?" I looked up from the celery I was inspecting and over the vegetable stand at Kevin who was lost in thought about the peppers.

"Kevin just pick a pretty pepper." I said with a sigh.

"Tongue twister."

"What?" I walked over to him and put the celery into the basket he was carrying. He gave me a small smile then started saying "pick a pretty pepper" over and over again in a whisper.

I left Kevin muttering his tongue twister in the vegetable section and walked over towards the butcher stand where Ms. Donnelly was talking to some guy wearing a white apron. I stopped a few feet away when I heard Ms. Donnelly laugh. It was odd enough to see Ms. D laughing; she was the most serious women I had ever met, had been that way ever since Kevin's father died.

I remember when I was little, me and my brothers would go over to the Donnelly's after school, Sean and I would always get left behind at the apartment while Jimmy, Tommy, Kevin and my brothers would set off on some adventure that me and Sean were too young for. So we would stay at the apartment and watch cartoons and at half past five Mr. Donnelly would come home from work. I remember how Ms. Donnelly's face would light up when she saw her husband walk through the door, how he would always whisper something into her ear that would make Ms. D giggle.

That's exactly what Ms. D looked like now talking to the butcher; it was the same little smile she used to get when she was happy. It made me happy to see her happy.

"Ms. D, Kevin and I got the vegetables. Is there anything else on the list?" I kept my eyes on the butcher. He looked a little bit older than Ms. Donnelly, he had crinkles around his eyes-I couldn't tell if they were from being old or from laughing- he was clean shaven with big arms and a small beer belly. If Ms. Donnelly was to have a type I realized this butcher would probably be it.

"Your son is here?" He asked.

"He is, and this is his friend." Ms. Donnelly said with a smile looking at me. I winced at the word 'friend'.

"Yeah, I'm Jane. The friend." I wasn't quite sure what my title was. I wasn't a friend- that I knew for sure- but I wasn't his girlfriend either. At least I didn't think I was we hadn't had the girlfriend/boyfriend talk.

"Well I'm Clay, it's always nice to meet a new face especially one that is a friend of Kevins." He gave me a sloppy smile and stuck his hand over the counter.

"Nice to meet you too, especially since you're a friend of Ms. Donnelly's." I said with a big grin. If he knew about me and Kevin, I wanted him to know I knew about Ms. Donnelly and him. He's smile never faltered in fact his grin got bigger, like he was happy that I knew.

I looked back over at Ms. Donnelly who was smiling over at Clay. "I'll take your best steak, Clay."

As Clay wrapped up the meat for Ms. Donnelly I felt an arm wrap around my waist. "Finally done picking a pretty pepper?" I asked him smiling.

"It was tough, but I made a decision." He held up the basket for me to see. "Went with the green."

"Green means go." I said out of habit, I felt Kevin chuckle beside me. I groaned, "I'm not playing."

"Too late, we've already started." He's hand left my waist and took my hand and pulled me away from Ms. Donnelly and Clay.

Kevin dragged me around the grocery store, his eyes peeled. "AH Red. Red means stop." He said as a lady in a red leather jacket walked by us. We stood in the middle of the can good section as people with carts glared at us as they walked past.

"Kevin, were not kids anymore, we can't get away with this kind of stuff." I said not really that serious.

When we were kids we played this game almost constantly. Every time a car or a person who was wearing green went by we would start walking, if the car was yellow or the person was wearing yellow we slowed down (Almost like walking in slow motion), and if the colour was red we would stop completely.

Once when I was ten Kevin stopped in the middle of the street because he saw a red car drive by, he stopped traffic on the street till Ms. Donnelly came out and yelled at him to move. After that Ms. Donnelly banned us from playing, but of course we stilled played- just not when she was around.

Thankfully a kid with a green sweater on walked by and we started off again. Kevin ignored my statement entirely and just kept dragging me along. After five minutes of trying to get Kevin to stop playing I sighed in defeat and just started to look for anyone wearing green, red or yellow.

We were almost at the checkout when Ms. Donnelly caught up to us.

"Why are you two standing in the middle of the grocery store?" She asked us. We were stuck because some little girl in a red skirt had walked by with her parents, and no one wearing green had walked past us yet.

"Looking for some green." Kevin said simply, looking over his mother's shoulder. "Aha, Janey by the fruit stand!" I turned and looked over at the fruit stand where an old man was wearing a green army hat. We waited in anticipation while he looked for his fruit, after ten minutes Ms. Donnelly had enough of our game and went to get in line at the checkout.

Me and Kevin however were stuck waiting for the old man in the army hat to walk past us. He was still looking at fruit. "Jesus, how long does it take to pick out some fruit?" Kevin asked sounding frustrated.

"You were the one who took half an hour to decide which pepper to buy." I reminded him.

"That's different, peppers require major deliberation." I laughed and leaned up to kiss him on the cheek, but he turned last second and caught my kiss on the mouth. "Cheater," I whispered as he deepened the kiss. I moved my hands down onto his arm, while his pulled my waist closer to his.

I heard someone clear their throat, "If you two could move along please." I broke apart from Kevin and turned to face a blonde haired older lady, looking at us with slight disgust.

I looked at the name tag on her chest, "Sorry Debbie. Come on Kevin." I said pulling at his arm.

"Jane, no green."

I rolled my eyes, "Really Kevin?" I knew Kevin wouldn't move till we saw some green so I looked around and he was right no green. Debbie was still staring us down, I noticed she was wearing a green beaded necklace. I felt a huge grin spread across my face, "Kevin, Green means go." I said pointing at the necklace.

"Thank you Debbie," Kevin said as we walked away.