Terri and Brett
got along
right away.
Brett was easy
to talk to.
He seemed
like an old friend.
“I work
at the radio station,”
Terri told him.
“What about you?”
“I get by,”
said Brett.
“Right now
I work
at a truck company,
selling parts.”
“Do you like it?”
asked Terri.
“It pays the bills,”
said Brett.
“And it looks like
you’re going to have
some bills yourself.”
Brett pointed at
the pile of things
Terri had bought.
“That’s one good thing
about my divorce,”
said Terri.
“I can go shopping
anytime I want.
I don’t have to ask
before I buy something.”
“You must make
a lot of money
at the radio station,”
“Or you made out well
in the divorce.”
“None of the above,”
Terri laughed.
“I just got
my first credit card.
I love it!
It’s like
play money!”
“You will
get a bill,
you know,”
Brett said.
“I know that, silly,”
said Terri.
“I pay my bill
every month.
At least I pay
as much as I have to.”
“Sounds like
said Brett.
“I guess you know
what you’re doing.”
“Of course, I do!”
said Terri.
“I’ve never had
so much fun
in my whole life!”
She opened
the shoebox.
“Are these
the cutest shoes
you’ve ever seen?”
Brett didn’t care much
about new shoes.
But he liked Terri.
So he said,
“Yes, they are.
The cutest shoes ever.”