Total pages in book: 67
Estimated words: 80391 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 402(@200wpm)___ 322(@250wpm)___ 268(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 80391 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 402(@200wpm)___ 322(@250wpm)___ 268(@300wpm)
Trance had shown up just in time to help move the bed from hell, thankfully, or we might not have been able to do it.
The good thing was that Viddy was on the first floor, and we didn’t have to maneuver the beast up the steps. That would’ve been something to watch.
“Viddy, I’m going to go find some clothes. Do you still have some of my spares in your closet?” Adeline asked Viddy.
She nodded, too absorbed in her conversation with Trance to notice her all that much, and I was working with Loki to get a bookshelf anchored to the wall to notice Adeline stop by Viddy’s purse and put something in there.
***
Twenty minutes later, I found myself eyeing the lipstick Viddy was using with surprise.
Was that shaped like a dick?
Upon closer examination I found that it was, indeed, a dick.
Viddy was rubbing a clear sheen of lipstick over her mouth with a dick shaped stick.
Trance, who’d been talking to me, looked over to see what had caught my attention and growled low in his throat when he saw what she was using.
Stomping over, he ripped the offending object out of her hand.
“Hey!” She yelled. “Give that back, Trance.”
I wondered how she knew it was Trance, but that paled in comparison when Viddy raised her arm and punched Trance in the shoulder before calling him a ‘bully.’
“You have a dick shaped lipstick tube and you’re rubbing it all over your lips in front of us. What’d you want me to do? Let you use that in public?” Trance growled.
“A dick?” Viddy asked in surprise. Then her face changed; even behind the glasses she always wore, I could tell she was pissed. “Adeline, you bitch!”
Adeline, who’d been standing in the doorway watching the whole scene in a pair of yoga pants and a sweatshirt, started to laugh hysterically.
“That was for sending me your fat jeans.” Adeline glared at her sister.
Viddy started laughing then, too, and the tension between the two was broken before it even got started. Which surprised me, because my sister was a vindictive little shit, and could hold a grudge for months.
She also fought dirty, and these two did not. It was all in good fun, and they knew how to laugh it off.
“My sister would’ve castrated me if I’d done that.” Loki observed from his end of the bookshelf.
I looked over at the man and saw him smiling for the first time in weeks. “Yeah, mine would’ve, too.”
“One of my brothers would’ve held me down while the other beat the shit out of me. Then they would’ve salted my wounds. Maybe even drowned me afterwards.” Trance smiled wistfully.
We all turned and looked at him, even Viddy.
“Okay then,” Adeline said, eyes wide. “Is there anything else you need out today, Viddy, or do you want me to get the rest of it tomorrow?”
Viddy stood there thinking for a few more moments before she snapped her fingers together. “I need Hemi’s tennis balls. I go play with him in the morning, and if I don’t have those, he’ll get mad at me.”
I glanced down at the dog in question, saw him lying in the middle of the floor like a bump on a log, and had to laugh. “This dog will get mad at you?” I asked in surprise.
Hemi was the sweetest dog I’d ever met. He was snowy white with splotches of muddy brown interspersed throughout his coat. His eyes were the warm color of honey, and he was the softest thing I’d ever felt.
He’d worn himself out playing with Radar for the last few hours, and now both dogs were laying in a ray of sunshine that was beaming down through the window curtains.
“Well which box is it in?” Adeline asked her sister.
“A smaller box.” She answered as she walked slowly to the couch and sat down carefully.
My eyes flicked to the pile of boxes lining the living room wall with trepidation. They were all the same size boxes.
“Viddy, all the goddamn boxes are the same size and you know it.” Adeline growled at her sister.
Viddy smiled widely. “You’re the one who packed them, Twinkie, not me. How about you tell me where they are?” She replied sarcastically.
“Motherfucker,” Trance sighed. “Do y’all always fight like this?”
Adeline and Viddy both shrugged.
At their non-answer, he threw his hands in the air, and then called Radar’s name.
Radar, who’d been sleeping peacefully in the sun, sprung to his feet, quivering in anticipation.
“You got anything that smells like the balls?” He asked hopefully.
Viddy thought about it for a few seconds before she stood and walked to her room.
I shook my head as we all watched her maneuver boxes, furniture, and packing supplies as if she could see the entire room.
“How does she do that?” Loki finally asked.
I turned to Adeline who shrugged. “She counts her steps. Maybe we’re just lucky that she didn’t have anything in her path, cause if there was, she would’ve tripped over it. She does that a lot, so try to keep your shit clear of her walking paths.”
Viddy returned on the tail end of our conversation with an old pair of pants in her hands. “I do count. I’ve counted the number of steps four times today. Here, I sat on one of his balls yesterday before Addy packed them. My ass had a ball shaped wet imprint for nearly an hour. They were one of the lasts to be packed. Will this work?”
“Yep.” He said holding the pants up in the air so he could see the ball imprint, and then held it down to Radar who appeared at my side. “Retrieve.”
We all watched in fascination as Radar started to search in slow, methodical loops until he centered on one single pile of boxes. Then, with his large nose, he pushed the top box off the pile of boxes. Then the second before he got to the third and sat on his haunches.
“There anything breakable in them?” I asked.
“I don’t know. Probably not. I don’t do breakable real well.” She teased.