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Posted at 8:38 am on Sep 3, 2015 by: Sheri Stull
Remember what you were saying about people in the 'burbs, Art, people like Skip, people who mow their lawn for the 800th time, and then SNAP? WELL, THAT'S US. IT'S NOT THEM, THAT'S US.

“What would we do with a trampoline, Champ? Of all the things I can think of that involve a pool, I can’t say anything immediately rushes to my mind about one of those.” He raised his eyebrow in response, prompting her to blush slightly if just for a moment. Shaking her head, she groaned. “I’ll say it again... Men.”

“So that’s the set you want, then?” Deadblood gestured to the patio table they’d been discussing. Maybe he’d bring up a trampoline again later, if only to get a rise out of her. Sheri gave it an appraising look, and nodded.

“Yeah. I like it. Nice neutral color and it looks like it’d be pretty sturdy. Even if we don’t get a pool right away, I can think of other things to do with those pool chairs.” That brought his eyebrow up again, and she poked him in the ribs. “I was talking about sunbathing, Champ. God, maybe we need to swing by the post office on the way back so you can forward your mail to the gutter, where your mind lives.”

My mind? Really? Oh, never mind. Okay, the table and pool chairs, that mower, and I liked that grill we looked at. Hell, maybe I’ll even give it a try some weekend. It can’t be that hard to grill a steak.”

“Speaking of steak, I’m getting hungry.” Sheri replied, trying to remember where the food court was. Deadblood nodded. Shopping, especially with Sheri had proved to be hungry work.

“Tell you what. I’ll go see about getting that stuff shipped to the house, and we’ll go get something to eat. Maybe, if you promise to drop all that talk of making over my ring gear, we can go check out that shoe store you like so much.” Sheri lit up at that.

“Sounds like a winning plan, Champ.” She replied, already wondering if there was a sale going on, and if she couldn’t talk him into a new pair of sneakers for himself. If not, there was that pair of heels she’d seen a little while back that might look nice with the dress she’d planned to wear to their next interview. If Deadblood didn’t want to look nice, there was nothing stopping her from doing so.

“All right. I’ll be right back then, if you wanted to look around a little more.”








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