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Kitty heard the sound too, and she’s up and whining anxiously waiting for me to get my butt out of bed to let her see whoever was at the door. I grabbed my shirt and slipped it on before I answered the door.
“Yea?” I said with a yawn.
“Sorry, did I wake you?” I heard Frank ask me.
“It’s fine. Did you need something?” I asked, trying not to sound too impatient.
“Uh, yea. Where do you keep your towels?” I’m assuming he meant bathroom towels.
“Excuse me,” I said, wanting to get out. I waited a few seconds and then I went down the hall to a cupboard. I pointed at it.
“Thanks. Mikey’s not that great of a hostess,” he laughed, and so did I.
I was sitting on the couch with Mikey, listening to SpongeBob. I don’t even know why I like this show. It’s so retarded. I don’t get it really. A sponge lives under the sea, and is best friends with a star fish. Who in their right mind came up with this crap?
I smiled to myself on my revelation. I heard someone coming down the stairs; I assumed it was Frank.
“Where are you going?” Mikey asked.
“For a walk,” he replied.
“Do you mind if I go along?” I asked.
“Sure,” he said. I got up grabbed my glasses off of the table. Not those giant, blind people glasses. I hate those things. Just a pair of regular sunglasses.
I grabbed a leash off of the counter and called for Kitty. She came running in. I put the leash on her and she led me out the door.
“Frank?” I said, wondering where he was.
“Yea?” he said from behind me.
I turned and smiled. I felt him walk past me, and Kitty started walking so I did too. We walked down the street for about a block before there was anything said.
“You go on walks often?” Frank said.
“Yea. We used to go every night. I know these streets by heart. Right about here is Taylor’s house. She’s about 6. I go down to the park and we take turns pushing each other on the swings,” I laughed. I heard him chuckle beside me.
“What made you stop going on walks?” he asked.
“I don’t really know,” I sighed. “Kitty’s getting old, I’ve been helping mom with lots of stuff. And crimes increased. You wouldn’t believe the number of muggings and murders we get here.” It really is quite a lot.
“Yea, I know. I was born here,” he said.
“Yea,” he laughed.
“Well I guess you do learn something every day,” I laughed. Laughing is contagious.
“Ha, yea.” We continued walking for I don’t know how long. I knew it was getting late because Kitty was starting to whine.
“We’d better be heading back. Mom doesn’t like me out after dark…” I said in a hushed tone. I’m such a momma’s boy.
I heard Frank laugh beside me. We turned the corner and started walking up Main Street.