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Creative Writing: Painted Girl Home

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Tizio brought Painted Girl home after a long day of work. There was an odd car in the driveway. Painted Girl got out of Tizio’s truck and waved goodbye to him. She made her way up the walkway, pausing to look at the plain stoop. Beige siding, railing and door, the only color change was from the off-white concrete. She made mental plans for the entrance but wondered about the spiffy new Land Rover in the drive. She sighed. She hoped that Sarah had followed the plans for the house. It was written down in clear English, all she had to do was follow directions. She continued to hesitate worried that the house would be chaotic. She wanted to be home for Christmas. She reached for the door handle but it was jerked out of her hands and she …show more content…

Geez, she hoped that she wasn't ever put into that situation. She wondered where Sarah had gone, only to see her coming down the stairs with a packed placed over her private parts. So, they were having a threesome!
“What do you think you are doing, Sarah? How could you do something like that! I ought to call Grandfather! No, your mother. How could you?”
“If you call them, you'd have to tell them where we are staying. How would Grandfather take his ‘perfect grandchild's’ lie? You promised my mother you’d look after me. You lied! I'm just having fun, something you couldn't do if it hit you in the face!” With a huff, Sarah twirled and ran into the bedroom.
“I'm going to tell Grandfather, right now!” Painted Girl yelled at Sarah. “And you,” she said, turning on John. “You are no better than her! You're supposed to be working, not… frolicking with everyone! What will Grandfather think when he finds out what you've been doing to his granddaughter? What will Richard think? He’d fire you for this, friend or not.”
John looked at Painted Girl then turned to look toward the bedroom door where Sarah had disappeared. He grabbed his jacket by the door and without a backwards glance, he left slamming the …show more content…

“I’m going to leave as soon as Christmas dinner is over. I’m anxious to leave.”
Sarah poured coffee in the pot. “You’re going to Christmas dinner, where?”
“Tizio’s grandmother invited me too. I thought I’d tag alone with you two unless you want to have Tizio take me. He’s at work and we have a couple of things to finish before I can leave.”
I was invited to John’s house for Christmas and he didn’t say anything? “Wait, I can go with you,” Sarah told her. “I’m ready to go home. I don’t want to miss Christmas with my family.”
Painted Girl cocked her head and stared at Sarah. Sarah’s eyes pleaded with her to stay quiet. She needed to cork her feelings before they bubbled over.
“Alright. I’ll call the airlines,” Painted Girl grabbed her phone. “Do you want to go before dinner or after?”
“Before, I want to have dinner at home. I’m sure you do too.”
“Actually, Grandfather said that no one was having Christmas today.” At Sarah’s blank stare she elaborated. “Grandfather said that no one was happy and that we couldn’t have Christmas until everyone was happy and at home… including Little Sparrow.”
“I’m sure my family isn’t included in

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