Tuesday, February 11, 2014
The drive by
Clyde calls me and starts a normal conversation. You know, how was your morning , blah, blah. Then he gets that serious tone of voice and tells me to,
I'm giggling, "What, like right now?"
"Yes, go into the living room and strip."
Oh hes serious. I do as I'm told,
"Go to the window and press your body to it."
I argue with him about it for a moment with no such luck.
So I sneak over to the window and hide behind the curtains. But then I see him. I see Clyde's truck creeping down the street at a slow pace.
When he gets in front of our house I step out and press my body to the big, cold window and watch as he slowly drives by with a big smile on his face.
As I watch the back of his truck pulling away, I tell him,
"That was fun, can I put my clothes back on now?"
"Yes, you may. I'll see you in a few hours for lunch."