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Cramer ''Homer'' Grimes
''Thanks anyway Louise I'm glad ye thank so. Seeing Deacon wasn't in his workshop, I'd just have to see what he wants in the morning. ''Yeah a good laughs good fer folks..my humors a bit on the wry side. I'm sure a shot of Jack would help ye sleep Darlin.'' A big yawn alters my voice as I speak ''I know would mine.'' The sleepiness had returned once again to claim me. ''Deacon ain't in his workshop..and I need some shut eye.'' Turning to make my way back up the hall, Louise walks with me to to point our paths separate. ''G'night Louise..thanks agin.''
Taking the liberty to hug her goodnight, she felt warm and smelled really nice. Releasing her from the impromptu embrace, I couldn't help but sheepishly grin as I backed away. Heading back to the couch to lay down on, upon reaching it I pull the throw off the back. Stretching on it covering myself with the throw, in five minutes I was out cold and snoring. The nightmare forgotten thanks to Louise, I'd make it up to her bless her sweet heart.
6:00 am would come before I new it, but I was accustomed to rising with the sun. But no sun on this gloomy Oregon morning, keeping the dark plaid throw around my shoulders. I really did need coffee first thing, but my garlicky breath could have stunned a Rhino. The showers and my toiletry kit were my target, I reach it to splash my face with cold water.
Removing a hand towel from my kit to dry off, toothpaste and toothbrush next teeth are now brushed. Running a comb through my two weeks growth of hair, deciding to let it and my beard grow out.
Desperately needing coffee to kick start my brain, like some beat old up Harley Davidson. I figured a zombie looks better than me right now, the friendly smile of Sarima Asthuli is a strengthening greeting. She hands me a large mug of Joe ''Allah bless you dear man.'' Her slender hands take my face gently. ''I pray you have peace in your soul Cramer.'' She looks deeply into my eyes, kissing each of my cheeks in a motherly way. ''Have faith now.'' I nod my head understandingly after she spoke. ''Thank ye...Allah bless ye dear woman.''
My day began with a blessing and prayers for peace, I couldn't have started on a better note. Sipping carefully from the steaming mug of coffee, it's time to find Ria and her cell phone. Asking Max as he's tinkering if he'd seen Ria, he grunts and jerks a thumb in the right direction. Walking in the direction he'd indicated to hear Cassie, nothing she might say surprised me anymore. With her pickle obsession and awful puns at least the movie quotes were pretty good. Seeing Ria off to the side with Deacon, this was my time to tell him we'll talk soon. ''Mornin ya'll. Deacon we'll talk later...but since ye goin bring back a bottle of Jack? And Ria ye wanted me to call the Winery? I'll need a cell phone never wanted one myself.''
''Thanks anyway Louise I'm glad ye thank so. Seeing Deacon wasn't in his workshop, I'd just have to see what he wants in the morning. ''Yeah a good laughs good fer folks..my humors a bit on the wry side. I'm sure a shot of Jack would help ye sleep Darlin.'' A big yawn alters my voice as I speak ''I know would mine.'' The sleepiness had returned once again to claim me. ''Deacon ain't in his workshop..and I need some shut eye.'' Turning to make my way back up the hall, Louise walks with me to to point our paths separate. ''G'night Louise..thanks agin.''
Taking the liberty to hug her goodnight, she felt warm and smelled really nice. Releasing her from the impromptu embrace, I couldn't help but sheepishly grin as I backed away. Heading back to the couch to lay down on, upon reaching it I pull the throw off the back. Stretching on it covering myself with the throw, in five minutes I was out cold and snoring. The nightmare forgotten thanks to Louise, I'd make it up to her bless her sweet heart.
6:00 am would come before I new it, but I was accustomed to rising with the sun. But no sun on this gloomy Oregon morning, keeping the dark plaid throw around my shoulders. I really did need coffee first thing, but my garlicky breath could have stunned a Rhino. The showers and my toiletry kit were my target, I reach it to splash my face with cold water.
Removing a hand towel from my kit to dry off, toothpaste and toothbrush next teeth are now brushed. Running a comb through my two weeks growth of hair, deciding to let it and my beard grow out.
Desperately needing coffee to kick start my brain, like some beat old up Harley Davidson. I figured a zombie looks better than me right now, the friendly smile of Sarima Asthuli is a strengthening greeting. She hands me a large mug of Joe ''Allah bless you dear man.'' Her slender hands take my face gently. ''I pray you have peace in your soul Cramer.'' She looks deeply into my eyes, kissing each of my cheeks in a motherly way. ''Have faith now.'' I nod my head understandingly after she spoke. ''Thank ye...Allah bless ye dear woman.''
My day began with a blessing and prayers for peace, I couldn't have started on a better note. Sipping carefully from the steaming mug of coffee, it's time to find Ria and her cell phone. Asking Max as he's tinkering if he'd seen Ria, he grunts and jerks a thumb in the right direction. Walking in the direction he'd indicated to hear Cassie, nothing she might say surprised me anymore. With her pickle obsession and awful puns at least the movie quotes were pretty good. Seeing Ria off to the side with Deacon, this was my time to tell him we'll talk soon. ''Mornin ya'll. Deacon we'll talk later...but since ye goin bring back a bottle of Jack? And Ria ye wanted me to call the Winery? I'll need a cell phone never wanted one myself.''
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