Free Change of Possession by M.R. Polish

yourself.” And he did. He still wore his white tee but his leather jacket made all the difference.
    Vahn walked me to the car and opened the door for me. He made sure I was in completely before shutting it and dashing around the front to get in. I wanted to squeal out loud in excitement but was able to hold it in by biting the inside of my cheek.
    “So, earlier I didn’t ask you what you wanted. Is there a certain movie you’d like to see?”
    I laughed. “No. I actually don’t even know what’s playing. So whatever you were thinking is perfect. I like all types of movies so you don’t have to worry if its action or whatever. I just don’t do horror.”
    “Alright.” God. That smile again.
    We pulled in to the parking lot of a small theater and got out. He pulled out his wallet and I grabbed a twenty from my back pocket. I was always prepared and never assumed my date would pay.
    Together, we walked to the ticket window. “Two for the seven-thirty showing.” He handed her the money, then handed me my ticket.
    “I could’ve paid.”
    He grabbed the theater door as he spoke. “I know, but I asked you.”
    “Thank you,” I said as I walked through the door that he held open.
    He bought a large tub of popcorn and two large drinks for us and carried them into the showing room. We sat in the back of the nearly vacant room. Only one other couple sitting close to the front was there. I was surprised that hardly anyone was at the movies, or maybe it was just my luck changing, working in my favor.
    Vahn threw a piece of popcorn up and caught it in his mouth.
    “Oh yeah? I bet I can do better.” I picked up two pieces and tossed them both in the air at the same time, then caught them with my tongue.
    He laughed and grabbed a handful.
    “You can’t do that many,” I challenged.
    One right after another, he threw them up and all but one landed in his mouth. We both laughed. I barely noticed when the lights dimmed; all I felt was how close he was to me.
    The movie was funny, and I completely enjoyed myself. Vahn made me laugh with his commentary throughout the movie, making it even more hilarious. When we left the theater to go to his car, it was dark. He walked to the passenger door but stopped me from getting in, resting his elbow on the roof of the old red Firebird. “You know, I had a good time today.”
    I smiled. “Me too.”
    He hesitated before taking my hand. Tingles ran up my arm like a twitterpatted schoolgirl. His hand was warm, almost sweaty, but I loved that the action excited me so much. Being that close, touching him, stirred feelings in me that I didn’t know I had. My previous boyfriends never provoked such hot sensations that filled me like this.
    He gave me a devilish grin. “I want to show you something, give us time to talk more. I guess maybe I don’t want the day to end.” He chuckled.
    My heart hammered in my chest. “Show me something? Like what?”
    “Come on.” He motioned to the car with his head as he opened the door. “I have to show you.”
    We drove to the outskirts of town. “It’s right up here. I’ve never brought anyone here before.”
    “Really?” I wasn’t sure whether I should be relieved or worried. I would be lying if I said I wasn’t nervous.
    We pulled through a tall gate with a sign half hanging on one hinge that read: Private Property. I swallowed and took a deep breath. “Um, maybe we should go back.”
    “No, it’s okay. The people that own this place gave me permission. It was kinda willed to me when they died.”
    I watched as we drove close to a brick wall on the back side of the property. On the other side it looked like a house—a dark, condemned house. A broken window on the second floor over the brick wall was boarded up. The headlights lit up the shadows and my mouth fell open as I saw the most beautiful mural painted on the wall.
    “Oh my gosh, that’s gorgeous.”
    Vahn parked the car, leaving the headlights on, and opened the door. I