THE VANVILTS
Sherry placed her phone back in her handbag and maneuvered her way through the throng tightly gripping her husband"s arm. Charles was not excited to be there. More often than not Sherry went shopping without him. He spotted the electronics department in the store and paused for a while. ""Sherry my dear, I think I'll spend some time checking out some devices, so, you can go on looking for your bargains and you will find me right here, Ok my dear," he cautiously explained. His wife gave him an angry look. "Or if you want I can..." he attempted. "No, no it's fine my dear husband, I'll go get my stuff, she replied cynically. Charles looked sheepishly at his wife as she stromed out into invisibility.
One hour passed and Sherry did not return to the electronics department. Charles craned his neck hoping to see his wife emerge.Mr.Vanvilt was a six-footer and was able to see over most of the crowd. There was no Sherry. Her husband had long completed his purchase . He stood awakardly in a corner jarred every now and then by an excited or rude shopper.
Where is my wife , become a repeating rhyme in his head. A young female shopper approached him and sought some help in replacing some merchandise that had fallen out of his bag. Charles readily complied. Sherry finally returned as he was helping. She tapped her husband on his shoulder. "Oh hello , This is my wife Sherry," he fumbled. "Oh Hi," replied the stranger. "Sherry, this is...." "Megan," replied the girl embarrassingly. Charles never knew her name.
There was an odd silence as Charles followed his wife. They entered the car. "Where are we going, my love?" Charles enquired. "To the grocery market, Sherry replied quietly. The couple purchases all the the stuff that was needed and made their way home.
Charles emptied the trunk and took all the shopping into the house. Johnny rushed to greet his mom. She was in no mood to talk. "Johnny I'll talk to you later," she mumbled and headed for the bedroom
To be continued..
Sherry placed her phone back in her handbag and maneuvered her way through the throng tightly gripping her husband"s arm. Charles was not excited to be there. More often than not Sherry went shopping without him. He spotted the electronics department in the store and paused for a while. ""Sherry my dear, I think I'll spend some time checking out some devices, so, you can go on looking for your bargains and you will find me right here, Ok my dear," he cautiously explained. His wife gave him an angry look. "Or if you want I can..." he attempted. "No, no it's fine my dear husband, I'll go get my stuff, she replied cynically. Charles looked sheepishly at his wife as she stromed out into invisibility.
One hour passed and Sherry did not return to the electronics department. Charles craned his neck hoping to see his wife emerge.Mr.Vanvilt was a six-footer and was able to see over most of the crowd. There was no Sherry. Her husband had long completed his purchase . He stood awakardly in a corner jarred every now and then by an excited or rude shopper.
Where is my wife , become a repeating rhyme in his head. A young female shopper approached him and sought some help in replacing some merchandise that had fallen out of his bag. Charles readily complied. Sherry finally returned as he was helping. She tapped her husband on his shoulder. "Oh hello , This is my wife Sherry," he fumbled. "Oh Hi," replied the stranger. "Sherry, this is...." "Megan," replied the girl embarrassingly. Charles never knew her name.
There was an odd silence as Charles followed his wife. They entered the car. "Where are we going, my love?" Charles enquired. "To the grocery market, Sherry replied quietly. The couple purchases all the the stuff that was needed and made their way home.
Charles emptied the trunk and took all the shopping into the house. Johnny rushed to greet his mom. She was in no mood to talk. "Johnny I'll talk to you later," she mumbled and headed for the bedroom
To be continued..