Sunday, May 26, 2019

Vacant Chapter 5 Payment

We spend a quiet, comfortable evening and I cant booster reflection Emily for most of it. Its obvious she hasnt chequern television in a objet dart because shes mesmerized. We are watching some Cajun organizeing show on public access, but to see it through her eyes, its like we are watching the most fascinating show known to man.I put a little mo wine in here, by chance a little mo wine fo me, the host says in a Creole southern drawl.Oh my gosh Ethan, he is so funny I gar-un-tee she laughs as she mimics the chef, and I cant help the smile that cracks across my face. She could let the world swallow her whole with the weight of her situation, but she doesnt. Instead she carries on, seemingly carefree, laughing at the talkative old cook with the gift of gab.Emily?She glances over at me, still laughing at the TV. Its the moment I know Im making the right decision. I take a cloudy breath, ready to lay things on the line.Hang on Hes going to tell a story about squirrel hunting Thisl l be good Emily says with enthusiasm. While I really need to get my thoughts out, I cant deny her this moment. Its so pure, so I settle down to indulge her for the final five minutes of the show.As the Cookin Cajun finishes, Emily focuses her help on me.You wanted to talk about something? The light and sparkle in her eyes is amazing. She looks happy and carefree instead of nervous. She seems to assume the best of every situation. apt(p) the circumstances, youd think she would be nervous, but instead, she acts as though were going to talk about whether shell make oatmeal or chocolate chips cookies next. I suddenly odor something I havent felt in a very long time content.Yeah, I begin, though Im non sure wherefore Im nervous, other than the fact she may say no. She may refuse my help. She may tell me to mind my own business, that she doesnt need anyone to look after her, but I have to try.I want you to stay here. Her mouth drops open, but no sound comes out. With me, I finish. Im not sure whether her speechlessness is a result of shock or horror. I decide to play it safe with more justification. You cant squat next door. Its not safe, its illegal, and you dont need any hassles from the cops.She sits for a moment with her eyes trained on her hands while her fingers twist with each other on her lap. Her hair is frizzy from the humidity, and despite having it pulled back, there are tiny tendrils sticking up forming an angelic halo slightly her face. After a few moments, she finally speaks. So, what do you want in return?What? Im fully aware she has no money, so why would she think I would want her to pay-Im not even finished with my own thought when I realize shes not talking about monetary payment. Nothing is ever free, and she thinks I want her in return for providing food and shelter. The thought strips me down to the core.No I shout unnecessarily, but I cant help it. I do not want that Shes hiding her face, but I can see her scrunching her eyes closed. I take a breath to calm down and explain myself.No, I start again, much calmer than before. I dont want anything from you, Emily. I want to help you. I know how I stop and take a deep breath. I need her to understand where Im coming from. I know how hard this situation can be.She flinches and snaps her head up to look me in the eye. You dont wantyou know, then? She gestures amidst us to further her point.Lie. No. The last thing I want is for you to be taken advantage of. While the thought of being with her physically is an photogenic offer, I would never want it under that set of circumstances. I know how easy it is to become a target when youre young and in need.But, why? Everyone wants something, Ethan. in that respect has to be something you want from me. I mean, its okay if you want you know Her cheeks flame red as she says this.God, shes so naive she cant even say the word sex. It whole solidifies my decision that Im doing the right thing, but shes right. People always want something in return, so I will have to give her a reason why I dont want anything from her. I have to be honest with her and let her know that Im all too familiar with her situation.

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