Right (7) By Littlewing1957
Ennis looked at Christine and wondered if she would allow him in. Christine must have read Ennis’ mind, as she exhaled audibly. “Oh, where are my manners, Ennis!” Christine said as she moved aside. “Come on in!” Ennis smiled and entered the tiny living room. He handed Christine the carnations, and she sauntered into the kitchen to put them in some water.
“Alma’s not here, but I expect her back any minute!” Christine yelled from the kitchen. “Our folks drove into town to pick up a few things at the market. Looks like it’ll be you and me for a little while.” “That’ll be fine.” Ennis yelled toward the kitchen in response. Christine exited the kitchen a moment later with the carnations in a tall glass vase. She sat them on the dining room table as a centerpiece. Christine sat down on the overstuffed, floral couch beside Ennis.
“So can I get you anything?” Christine asked. “No, I’m okay.” Ennis stated in a small, tired voice. Christine nodded, and they sat motionless and silent. Ennis took a minute to observe his future sister-in-law. She was a pretty woman with long fingers and short, cropped brown hair. Ennis always liked Christine, but now sensed that something was bothering her. “So how you been?” Ennis asked in an effort to make conversation. “Fine.” Christine answered absently. Ennis suddenly felt like an intruder and questioned his decision to pay Alma a call. He was just about to get up, make his apologies to Christine when he heard the key turn in the lock. Alma rushed into the house in a good mood. She was giggling shyly, and she wasn’t alone!