Soon enough we reach the point where the story went off the rails in my head. Until then, enjoy. 🙂
Jax carried several bags of fertilizer to the garden behind the porch; his rose plants needed some attention. Dropping the bags, two rabbits hopped off. If Jetta would let him, he would do something about those rabbits, but she insisted they he leave them alone. Every year, she started a garden and every year the rabbits ate most of it. Circle of life indeed. Jetta joined him carrying a tray of plants.
“Hey, my rabbits,” she cheerfully said, pointing at the white tails hoping around a corner.
“Yes, your rabbits,” Jax said sarcastically, “This year…”
“You will not do anything to my rabbits,” Jetta interrupted.
“What? No, this year I am going to get a blue rose.”
Every year he tried to grow a blue rose and while Jetta thought he would never be successful, she had to admit that some of the roses he did grow were pretty and the color in the yard was always pleasant.
Putting on her best, “of course you will look,” “This will be the year.”
“Don’t give me that look. This is the year,” he replied as he started unpacking the tray of plants.
“Want something to drink?”
“Please,” Jax replied, arranging the plants in neat rows.
In the kitchen, Jetta wiped off the counter before opening the refrigerator; reaching for two Cokes, the doorbell sounded, ding-dong, followed by a knock. Leaving the refrigerator door open, Jetta answered the front door; at the door was a short woman wearing a dark blue Package Express Nationwide International Services uniform. Her white name patch proudly announcing her name, Erin. She smiled at Jetta, and then frowned as an ambulance roared down the street. Jetta looked down the street after the ambulance and shrugged her shoulders.
“I have your package,” Erin said cheerfully, as she held up a box wrapped in brown paper, “Uh…”
The brown paper box buzzed and shook hard enough to cause Erin’s hands to shake. Jetta heard the loud buzzing and gave Erin a knowing smirk. Jetta took the vibrating box from Erin’s hands. Holding onto the box made her fingertips started to tingle. Erin pulled a handheld signature device from a hip holster and held it out to Jetta who set the box down. Vibrating on the ground the box started to move, Jetta put a foot on top of the box halting the box’s escape.
“It’s from my aunt,” Jetta said with another smirk as she signed on the line.
“Have a good day,” Erin said with a smile, raising an eyebrow towards the vibrating box under Jetta’s foot.