Ch. 9 - Worries
As much as Sam and Laura wanted and needed to get back to Laura’s house it just didn’t happen, at least not right away. They skipped through the neighborhood waving to everyone they passed, and sipping from every bubbler they saw…let’s just say it was a day they’d never forget.
But as noon approached them, Laura became worried and finally convinced Sam to head towards her house…
“I’m worried Sam.”
“About what? That you’ll miss my gorgeous lips?” he asked smirking.
“No!” she said hitting him. “Well, maybe a little…”
Sam smirked.
“But seriously Sam, am I going to get into trouble? What if something happened to my mom and I wasn’t there? Or worse what if my little sister ran off and I was supposed to be there? Or? Or? Or what if…”
“Laura,” Sam said, stopping her, “Calm down, it’s going to be alright.”
“But how do you know?”
“Because I just do.”
“That’s not a very good—“
“Just take it Laura. Look we’re here,” Sam said, pointing ahead. They both glanced at the large house Laura now called home. It seemed quiet, no chaos happening quite yet. Yet, Laura was hesitant, and Sam noticed big time.
“Laura, it’s going to be fine.”
“Don’t go Sam! Don’t leave me! I can’t go inside there alone! It’s like a tomb. No one talks. Everything is so eery. When I’m out here with you it’s like heaven compared to in there. Please! Don’t make me leave!” she shouted panicky.
Sam just looked at her with such eagerness to make her happy. He didn’t know what to do. He didn’t know what he could do. So, he did what he knew best…
“Alright Laura, but just for a little while.”
“Thank-you Sam! Thank-you so much!” she said clinging to him.
They headed inside, but just before they opened the door…
But as noon approached them, Laura became worried and finally convinced Sam to head towards her house…
“I’m worried Sam.”
“About what? That you’ll miss my gorgeous lips?” he asked smirking.
“No!” she said hitting him. “Well, maybe a little…”
Sam smirked.
“But seriously Sam, am I going to get into trouble? What if something happened to my mom and I wasn’t there? Or worse what if my little sister ran off and I was supposed to be there? Or? Or? Or what if…”
“Laura,” Sam said, stopping her, “Calm down, it’s going to be alright.”
“But how do you know?”
“Because I just do.”
“That’s not a very good—“
“Just take it Laura. Look we’re here,” Sam said, pointing ahead. They both glanced at the large house Laura now called home. It seemed quiet, no chaos happening quite yet. Yet, Laura was hesitant, and Sam noticed big time.
“Laura, it’s going to be fine.”
“Don’t go Sam! Don’t leave me! I can’t go inside there alone! It’s like a tomb. No one talks. Everything is so eery. When I’m out here with you it’s like heaven compared to in there. Please! Don’t make me leave!” she shouted panicky.
Sam just looked at her with such eagerness to make her happy. He didn’t know what to do. He didn’t know what he could do. So, he did what he knew best…
“Alright Laura, but just for a little while.”
“Thank-you Sam! Thank-you so much!” she said clinging to him.
They headed inside, but just before they opened the door…