“Jesus!” Gray shouted from outside. “You wanna give me a clue? Is everything all right in there?”
My eyes went to the door at his first word then they went to Grandma Miriam and I saw my wide eyes reflected on her face.
Then, to my shock and utter delight, she burst out laughing.
“We’re fine, Gray, keep your pants on!” she shouted back after she quit laughing. “Ivey’s helpin’ me with my perfume!”
Silence then through the door, “For f**k’s sake, I thought a black hole swallowed both of you.”
At that, to my further shock and still utter delight, her eyes caught mine and she rolled hers. Then she grabbed her perfume bottle and spritzed it on.
Then she shouted, “Grayson Cody, we’re about to go to church and you’re giving us that mouth!”
“Fuckin’ hell,” we heard him mutter then, “Right!” he shouted. “I’m gonna go warm up the truck.”
Grandma Miriam expertly whipped around her chair, leaned in, threw open the door and then wheeled out forcing Gray, who was standing in the door, to jump out of the way.
And as she did, she replied, now sounding happy as a clam, “You do that, honey.”
Gray scowled at her then he looked at me, the scowl fled and his brows went up in a clear question.
I ignored his question, pressed my lips together, put my hands to the back of her chair and started pushing. Her hands, surprisingly (again!), left the wheels and she let me.
As I did this, I stated, “Let’s get our coats on while Gray starts up the truck.”
“Good idea, child,” Grandma Miriam muttered.
I looked over my shoulder at Gray as I wheeled her to the door. “See you out there, honey.”
He stood stock-still at the side of her bathroom door and stared at me.
I wheeled her around the doorframe and lost sight of him.
Ten minutes later, Grandma Miriam’s chair folded in the back, Gray at the wheel, his Gran in the passenger seat, me scrunched between them on the bench seat, we headed to church.
* * * * *
Seventeen minutes later…
Standing beside Gray in the Fellowship Hall, we watched Grandma Miriam do her socializing exactly like she did last Sunday (and I enjoyed watching it). This proved what Gray had told me that she was born in Mustang and lived her whole life there seeing as she knew every single person in that church.
Then I felt Gray’s arm slide along my shoulders and then I felt his lips come to my ear.
“You gonna share?”
I pulled my head back, he did too and we locked eyes.
“You need to move the shelves in her bathroom so she can reach them better from the toilet,” I whispered.
His blue eyes flashed exposing disquiet and understanding then he nodded and muttered, “Right.”
I gave him some of my weight and smiled.
Gray’s eyes dropped to my mouth and luckily, seeing as we were in a church, when his mouth dropped to it right after it was only for a touch.
Then he moved us forward so we could commandeer Grandma Miriam and get her in a pew.
Chapter Fourteen
Feels Good Doesn’t It?
Nearly two hours later…
“Maybe we can go see a movie?” I suggested.
Gray was driving. I was sitting in the passenger seat. We were headed back to his house.
Grandma Miriam had informed us after more communing in the Fellowship Hall when the singing, sermon, praying and more singing was done, she had made plans (just then) with her friend Shirley to go to Shirley’s daughter’s house for Sunday lunch. Then Shirley’s daughter and her husband were going out and Grandma Miriam and Shirley were going to watch Shirley’s daughter’s kids.
She wasn’t going to be home, she didn’t reckon, until close to ten.
“You can,” she began, her eyes slid to me, her mouth twitched then her eyes went back to Gray, “order a pizza or something.”
“Think I can feed myself and my girl,” Gray had muttered then surprisingly, with no further ado, he leaned right in, kissed his grandmother’s cheek, grabbed my hand and dragged me right out to his truck.
During this short, fast trek, I had asked if Shirley needed any help with Grandma Miriam and her chair but Gray assured me that Shirley’s daughter’s husband knew the drill and would sort it.
And away we went.
Now we had the whole day. I was off again and I wanted to do something normal people did.
Back in the day, when I was still a kid, Casey would take me to see movies. Not many of them, it was a treat, but he did it and I loved it. I loved movie popcorn. I loved being in a dark cinema where you felt alone even though you weren’t, your vision filled with what was on screen.
But when I grew up and learned that movies were an extravagance we couldn’t afford, I put a stop to it.
Now I made my own coffee. I poured my own cereal. I went to grocery stores (kind of, if the corner store could be classed as that, but I figured it could since most of what they carried were groceries). I had a job. I owned a skirt. I had my own place.
I was nearly normal.
I wanted to do something normal.
And I hoped Gray did too.
We turned into the long lane that led up to his house and as we did, he muttered, “We’re not gonna go see a movie.”
My head turned to him in surprise. This was because he sounded preoccupied. This was also because it occurred to me in that instant that Gray gave me everything I wanted and I was surprised he denied me.
Not that I’d ever asked for anything. Not the finest of steak dinners no matter that it was served at the VFW. Not for him to pay for my breakfast when we went to the diner. Not for a pair of gloves I knew just looking at them but definitely by the feel they were way on the other side of expensive.
But he gave them to me all the same.
Then it hit me he had a beautiful farmhouse, a bunch of land, decent clothes and a great leather jacket but the first two had been left to him and he had upkeep. He also had a beat up pickup truck that had to be at least a decade old and a grandmother who needed a nurse to come in five days a week to take care of her.
Maybe he couldn’t afford expensive gloves, taking me to the diner and a movie.
“My treat,” I said brightly and it could be my treat. It wasn’t like I was going to retire on the Riviera within a year but without a hotel to pay for and with Janie giving me the room for two months for free I could take us to a movie and save for all the stuff I needed to start my life.
And I was looking forward to that. Getting my own car. My own mugs. My own silverware. Buying my own comforter. Replacing Gray’s TV with a new one.