By Hildie McQueen
Sissy Blue tiptoed down the wide staircase that lead to the oversized entryway and froze upon spotting Miss Maggie.
“Hello Sweetie. I’ve never seen you up so early.” The bright-eyed lady studied her disheveled appearance. “Honey, you need to do something about that hair. I’m about to make some coffee.”
“Right, I’ll be down in a sec,” Sissy replied over her shoulder and rushed back upstairs into the guest bedroom.
Jimmy Blue stood in the middle of the room scratched at his unshaven jawline and yawned. “Is the coast clear?”
Sissy sunk into the bed, “No Miss Maggie is up. She will wring my neck for bringing you here last night.”
“This is ridiculous,” he snapped. “We’re married.”
“I’m mad at you Jimmy, technically we’re separated. And keep your voice down.”
“We are?” His voice did not lower. “Since when?”
Eyes narrowed she crossed her arms over her chest. “Since yesterday when I caught you sneaking off with that tackle box, after you told me you were going to the men’s meeting at church.”
“Is that so? Well I’m leaving.” John huffed and went to the window.
“What are you doing?” Sissy scrambled to grab at him when he lifted it open and stuck one leg out. “Don’t you dare try to climb out Jimmy, for goodness sakes, you’re almost fifty, you’ll break your darn neck.”
Jimmy wiggled his eyebrows at her. “If I’m your dirty little secret, I may as well play the part. Can I come over again tonight?” One leg still on the outside, he wiggled his butt at her.
Sissy giggled and covered her mouth with her hand. “You are crazy. Come on let’s tell Miss Maggie I’m going home.”
Light on her feet, Sissy glided back down the stairs. “Miss Maggie?”
In the kitchen Miss Maggie stood by the large glass doors and waved her over. “I think you should take Jimmy back, dear. Bless his heart, look at him.”
“What?” Sissy looked behind her and what do you know, Jimmy was nowhere to be seen. She rushed to where Miss Maggie stood and her mouth fell open. Her husband was hanging upside down from the apple tree in the backyard. “What’s that darn fool doing?”
Miss Maggie shrugged, “I don’t quite know, maybe he was trying to get you an apple and lost his balance. Hey Jimmy Blue!” She waved at Jimmy who yelped and tumbled to the ground. “Bless his heart, he’s missing a sock.”
When Jimmy sat up and blinked, Sissy pulled Miss Maggie away from the window. “I may just give him another chance, but first let’s have breakfast. I really could use some of that cup of coffee now.”
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