I was finally on my own with Jason. For once, I had less Kathy breathing down my back and cursing me out. Better than that, I had not had one of those outrageous fits in a while. Everything seemed back to normal—whatever normal was in my life.
It was chaos in the house. About twenty men were throwing boxes all over the place; they were helping us unload our things into our new home. Most of the boxes were mine and Jason didn’t seem to mind all my things—which was a good start to our marriage.
Jason handed me some paper work. “Sign this, this, and no…wait…not that—”
A worker bumped me and I dropped all the papers on the floor. “Ugh! Hey you made me drop the papers all over the floor!” As I bent down to get the papers, a worker whistled at me.
“HEY! Watch it!” Jason snapped at the men. “Give me the papers,” he snatched the papers from my hand. “I hear Ana coming.”
I heard her too—she was singing again. “Well, I can still sign the papers…it’s just Ana.”
“No, she is too nosy.”
“Ana!” I shouted, ignoring Jason’s rude comment.
“Wedding dress time!” she sang in her high-pitched voice.
“I’m so excited!” I grabbed my handbag and ran out the large glass door with Ana.
“This is some place, Lily,” she looked up at the house nearly tripping on the steps. “It’s all glass and mysterious. I didn’t even know that colored carpet existed in your living room! It’s so beautiful,” she rambled.
“Yeah, I saw that color in paint and I was like I have to have it as my carpet color!”
“What color is it? Like honey brown?” she asked as she snapped pictures of my house on Paul’s camera.
“No it’s golden-brown and why do you have Paul’s camera?” I said.
“Oh, he told me to take photos of the house so he could see it,” Ana mumbled. “Who paid for this house?”
“You don’t ask that stuff.” Jason was right—Ana was nosy.