Jenny and John
Copyright© 2018 by DDMarshall
Chapter 6: Jenny Moves In
My dad was waiting for me in the kitchen when I came into the house with Jenny. “Dad, this is Jenny Fargo, you know, the girl I took to the prom. She had a bit of bad luck and needs a place to stay for a while. Do you mind if she stays here until she can work things out?”
Jenny offered her hand to my dad, “Nice to finally meet you, Mr. Paterson.”
Dad shook her hand as he answered my question, “I don’t see why not. We have the room, and she doesn’t look like she eats too much. It will be good to have a woman around the house again. Show her the guest room and give her a quick tour so she can settle in.”
Jenny gave my dad her winning smile and told him, “I really appreciate you and John taking me in. I will try to stay out of your way and make myself useful if I can.”
The house is a small three-bedroom cape with two full baths. There are two bedrooms up and a guest room on the first floor with a bathroom on each floor. We were standing in the kitchen, so I just pointed and said, “Dining room for 6, living room with TV, that way, and guest room at the end of the hall with a bath right next door. The laundry room is in the cellar. You really can’t get lost. If you meet anyone in the hall, you may have to turn sideways to get by. Dad and I sleep upstairs.”
I picked up Jenny’s suitcase, and she followed me, carrying her dress. I put the suitcase on the bed and showed her two empty drawers in the dresser and the closet for her things. It was a pleasant little room. There was just enough space for a double bed and a dresser, and it got the morning sun.
Just as I was about to leave, Jenny hugged and kissed me, “I will make this up to you.”
I told her not to worry, she was my friend, and I looked out for my friends.
I left Jenny to unpack and went to the kitchen. I followed dad outside to the backyard when he motioned me to step outside. Dad looked at me and asked, “What happened to her son? It looked like someone was beating on her. Her eyes are dilated like she is in pain, there are bruises on her arm, and when she moves, she favors her left side.”
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