was
reiterating what had just transpired. Tom took the phone from Abby
when she offered it so he could speak with Holly’s father. Abby’s
father had left the room to speak with Clifford privately. Most
likely assuring him he trusts Jimmy and recapping the conversation
he and Jimmy had had in his office.
“ Linda and Clifford are fine with Holly
going.” Tom declared and past the phone back to Abby.
They could all hear the loud squeals from
Holly through the phone receiver. Abby confirmed that Holly would
be over later to go over the details of the trip. Abby was laughing
as she told Jimmy and her parents that Holly was going to start
packing right now.
The rest of the weekend was a blur. Jimmy had
made sure Abby’s parents had all of his contact information,
physical address and his next of kin. She had taken Jimmy around
the area to show him some of the sights. He had called to cancel
his rental car on that Saturday. He and Abby had returned the key
when they were on their way to the Owls Head Lighthouse. She had
also taken him to the Samoset so he could cancel the room
reservation. While they were in that area they walked the
breakwater. They drove into Camden and fed the ducks after they had
gotten lunch at Cappy’s Chowder House. Jimmy was now a huge fan of
New England clam chowder. He had also picked himself up a Maine
sweatshirt at the Camden Embroidery Shop after he had realized a
windbreaker was just not going to cut it while they browsed in the
shops while walking Main Street. Abby teased that maybe they ought
to take a ride to Freeport’s LL Bean, so he could pick up some Bean
boots and thermal underwear. Once they had seen all Knox County had
to offer. They returned back to Abby’s house so she could pack for
their trip to LA.
“ You won’t be needing any thermal
underwear in LA I can assure you.” He proclaimed. “A rain coat
would be more like it, it is the rainy season. But” he continued
“bringing a bathing suit wouldn’t be a bad idea.”
Abby had packed enough clothes to stay for an
entire week, not just two and a half days. She wasn’t sure all that
they would be doing so she wanted to be prepared for anything. In
her suitcase there was, two dresses, five pairs of shoes, three
pairs of jeans, six tops, a bathing suit and the proper amount of
socks and underwear. She was contemplating what to pack for
bedtime.
“ Should I just bring my cotton pajamas
or something a little more risqué?” she had asked Holly when they
were on the phone comparing outfits.
Jimmy was downstairs talking with Abby’s
parents. Holly’s folks had come over to meet Jimmy and get some
reassurances before the girls left. Abby excused herself to go
upstairs to start packing. Not missing the opportunity to hide
something, like a slinky nightie, in her suitcase while no one was
looking.
“ I don’t know, do you think you’ll
sleep together during this trip.” Holly quizzed. “Even though you
have only been physically together a total of about three days, you
have been seeing each other for over a month. How long had you been
dating Billy before you two slept together? It was just about a
month.” She reminded her.
“ Don’t remind me.” Abby told her. “Not
exactly a night of wine and roses. Ugh” she groaned as a shiver ran
up her spine trying to shake off the memory of that
night.
Abby had gone down to Billy's while his
parents went bowling. She and he babysat his younger sister and
studied for mid-terms. Billy had put Rebecca to bed and had
rejoined Abby on the couch in front of the TV. They had started
kissing as they usually did when no one was around. Billy kept
trying to unbutton Abby’s jeans and she kept denying him.
“ Look Babe,” he finally said in
frustration, “You have been teasing me now for weeks. Come on now,
give up the goods.”
“ Wow.” Proclaimed Abby, “That was so
romantic how can I refuse?” she stood up to adjust herself and
button her blouse that was now two
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