Post by Sandy Meyers on Feb 14, 2010 3:13:53 GMT -5
Sandy was running through the house like a deranged farmers' wife hunting down the three blind mice. "Ohhhh where are they?" She started throwing the shoes from her closet out onto her bedroom floor trying to find her character shoes.
Greg leaned in her doorway grinning. "Please tell me you aren't on a scavenger hunt for some reality show?" He took a bite of a granny smith apple.
"No I'm not, I can't find my character shoes for my costume today!" She covered her mouth, not knowing if she should tell Greg or not.
Greg cocked an eyebrow. "Whats going on that you need a costume on a Sunday? You'd better not be planning on getting into trouble." He looked down the hall to see if either one of hsi folks were around, all was clear. "Unless you count me in."
"Well, ok, Caitlin Alderman sent me a text saying a bunch of us were going to crash the bowling party today and to be in costume." She gave Greg her biggest saddest puppy eyes that she could. "Is that so wrong?"
"Yes Sandy it is, only because you didn't tell me sooner! I've been wanting to do something like that! Make a deal with you, let me join in and I'll give you a ride there."
She couldn't resist. "Its a deal!" She hugged Greg tightly. "Only what will you do for a costume?"
"Don't worry, I have mine from last Halloween." He looked down. "And here's your shoes."
Greg leaned in her doorway grinning. "Please tell me you aren't on a scavenger hunt for some reality show?" He took a bite of a granny smith apple.
"No I'm not, I can't find my character shoes for my costume today!" She covered her mouth, not knowing if she should tell Greg or not.
Greg cocked an eyebrow. "Whats going on that you need a costume on a Sunday? You'd better not be planning on getting into trouble." He looked down the hall to see if either one of hsi folks were around, all was clear. "Unless you count me in."
"Well, ok, Caitlin Alderman sent me a text saying a bunch of us were going to crash the bowling party today and to be in costume." She gave Greg her biggest saddest puppy eyes that she could. "Is that so wrong?"
"Yes Sandy it is, only because you didn't tell me sooner! I've been wanting to do something like that! Make a deal with you, let me join in and I'll give you a ride there."
She couldn't resist. "Its a deal!" She hugged Greg tightly. "Only what will you do for a costume?"
"Don't worry, I have mine from last Halloween." He looked down. "And here's your shoes."
