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They checked out with a lot more groceries then they thought. Aspen swore up and down they needed a lot of this stuff. Ethan offered to help and Aspen accepted. The cashier had long hair and a skinny face. He looked off, like that stoner kid every school had in the back of the class room. Though, Aspen seemed to get along with him too.copyright protection3PENANA33CH28Pndc

            “How is Jenna?” Aspen asked.copyright protection3PENANA3fjd3w1kg7

            “Oh, she’s in India for six more weeks,” Philip, the stoner kid, answered.copyright protection3PENANASqEMyPrjsw

            “Is she loving it?”copyright protection3PENANA6wAJdDR315

            He just shrugged. “Yeah, she likes it.”copyright protection3PENANAf4kzin5kIm

            “When is she going to open her yoga shop here?”copyright protection3PENANArAN5mlVOFn

            “In a few more months,” he said, bopping his head.copyright protection3PENANAkMUVw7ynbz

            “Awesome.”copyright protection3PENANAtrDO0Vc5fU

            “Right on,” he said as he put more stuff in the boxes. The store didn’t believe in bags, and used recycled boxes. Ethan watched the hippie girl and the stoner talk some more. She must have known him for years or something. They sure acted like it. When they got outside, he asked how they knew each other.copyright protection3PENANAsHufMRBHFh

            “I see him around.”copyright protection3PENANA503ZVA6uXi

            “Oh,” Ethan said. “For how long?”copyright protection3PENANA3qJHeJCqPS

            “Started going there two weeks ago,” Aspen said, struggling to carry all her stuff. Ethan took a few boxes. “He just started working.”copyright protection3PENANAlhzPxmH83n

            “Two weeks?” Ethan asked in disbelief. “Are you messing with me?”copyright protection3PENANAp8nt8j3fN1

            “No, why would I?”copyright protection3PENANAxQsgyH0b8P

            Ethan shook his head, but Aspen couldn’t see. “You seem like you’ve known him for years.”copyright protection3PENANA3t7DjE01N3

            Aspen shrugged her shoulders, still not looking back. “I like talking to people.”copyright protection3PENANAodcMHk6LzT

            “I can tell.”copyright protection3PENANAM7KfniXnt6

            “Though I do wonder if people like talking to me.”copyright protection3PENANAdxAkbUZbVM

            “Don’t worry, I think they do,” he mumbled.copyright protection3PENANAfk0r6HMcsm

            “Don’t you like talking to people?” Aspen asked as they approached a road. She looked both ways, and she seemed to sprint. Ethan had to sprint too. He was almost out of breath. Aspen made it look so easy, with all those boxes in each hand. When they got to the sidewalk, they started walking through a neighborhood.copyright protection3PENANA6ftRvQaseE

            “I don’t like talking to people.”copyright protection3PENANAyrb8Mn2MzY

            Aspen did turn around, but kept walking backwards. “Oh yeah? Why not?”copyright protection3PENANAzOizgph3CJ

            Ethan shrugged. “They annoy me. They usually want something from me.”copyright protection3PENANApJZSAuJKXY

            “What would you give them?”copyright protection3PENANAovqAEcXHZx

            Ethan finally caught up and started walking side by side with her. “Money, usually. People always want me to buy them something. Girls like me buying stuff for them.”copyright protection3PENANAGymZ8CopG1

            “That’s a pity,” Aspen said. She spoke like she meant it. “Why would they come to you for money?”copyright protection3PENANA95K8YkCI4z

            “Well, it’s a known fact that my family is rich,” Ethan shrugged, with a cocky smile.copyright protection3PENANAGt563Kj1sj

            “Do they know you’re rich, or do you tell everyone you have money?” Aspen asked. That made Ethan stop for a few seconds, and think about the words. He started to feel his face turn red.copyright protection3PENANAz9RV80ywpe

            “I don’t tell them I’m rich.”copyright protection3PENANAxyjhHiCk0H

            “You just told me you’re rich, and I don’t even care,” she said. She didn’t sound mean though when she said it. It was just a matter of fact really. copyright protection3PENANATHaZOeK8gd

            “I don’t care if you care,” Ethan argued like a small child.copyright protection3PENANArPmjLvjj2J

            “Yes you do,” Aspen corrected him.copyright protection3PENANAxAhRRZ9uja

            Ethan felt himself turn redder. “I don’t Aspen, I really don’t. Are your parents hippies?”copyright protection3PENANAbdSmdGBXOS

            Aspen seemed to frown. “Why do you ask that?”copyright protection3PENANAbfIyzt3SM5

            “Your name is Aspen, and that’s a tree. Who the hell names their kid after a tree? What, your sister named Rainbow or something? Come on, tell me the truth.” He was being mean, and he didn’t know why. He told himself not to be so mean to the one person that’s being so nice. copyright protection3PENANABjFTbxSk1b

            “I don’t have a sister . . . just a brother. And we’re here,” Aspen said when they were in front of a large two story blue and white house. It had a German look to it, and yet like something from the 1970’s. Aspen started walking to the front door.copyright protection3PENANAvdpoAC4czT

            “Do you live here?” Ethan asked, following her into the big white fence yard.copyright protection3PENANA5L9NjIhnB3

            “No,” Aspen said, knocking on the door. “My friend lives here.”copyright protection3PENANAscn86yFYTH

            “Oh, what are we doing here?”copyright protection3PENANAapVzNvcSIM

            The door opened and a short little 80 year old so woman opened the door. One eye was gray but the other was brown. Her curly short hair was faded gold, matching her wrinkles. She had a cane holding her little body up. She looked surprised and happy. “Cathy! What are you doing here?”copyright protection3PENANALNxVARERef

            Aspen didn’t look offended, only as if she was used to it and expected nothing less. She just smiled. “Joy, it’s me. Aspen.”copyright protection3PENANAVGrjOxRuwL

            “Oh right, sorry Aspen, I get everyone confused. Cathy is my roommate. Which reminds me, she needs to give me rent money.  Always late, that one. She’s an odd one, Cath . . . I mean Aspen.” The old woman looked to Ethan and gave a big smile. “Who is this one?”copyright protection3PENANAbHa6gYCtQl

            “Hi,” he mumbled.copyright protection3PENANAfC8MxJDbBR

            “Speak up! I can barely hear you know.”copyright protection3PENANAqxySQmqIQW

            Aspen had the right tone when she spoke. “Joy, this is Ethan, he’s my friend.”copyright protection3PENANAt2DE8UDLnt

            “Your . . . oh! Ok, he’s a pretty one,” she said pointing the top of the cane at him. Then she crackled. She didn’t sound like a mean witch; it was one of those laughs that made you smile as soon as you heard it, making you give a little laugh or two.  “Where did you find this one?”copyright protection3PENANA6C6fpEY3PA

            “In the alley way,” Aspen laughed. Ethan turned red. He was turning red in the cheeks. He was really starting to regret drinking. He wondered what his day would have been like if he had just had dinner at his parents’ house instead. He knew it would have been boring.copyright protection3PENANAUg7s9XPzFG

            “What?”copyright protection3PENANAw9IaOR4rDs

            “We brought you groceries,” she said, holding up boxes.copyright protection3PENANAVK51ZvFYyv

            “Oh! Thank you Aspen. It really means a lot to have you help me out. I’ll take twenty bucks off your rent. Come on in.”copyright protection3PENANAysMFVWDLwj

            “Thank you Joy,” Aspen said as she walked into the house. copyright protection3PENANAs2sbch2hIG

            Ethan followed, having Joy eye him with her good eye. He didn’t know what to do and just looked to the floor. When he looked up, he saw that the house look like it was frozen in the 1970’s. “Just put it in the kitchen, Cathy.”copyright protection3PENANAJEqPGqkmoS

            “Aspen.”copyright protection3PENANARXlEDhBg37

            “What? Oh yes, sorry Aspen.”copyright protection3PENANAzv92GmjJD2

            It felt like to Ethan, Aspen had to correct her offend about her name. “How do you know her?” Ethan whispered.copyright protection3PENANApnGQcmgwIF

            “She’s my landlord. And I help her out, because her husband died like two years ago. She’s all alone, and I don’t trust her roommate.”copyright protection3PENANApACLff2Qw5

            “Ok?” he said in a questionable tone. “Why?”copyright protection3PENANAX5A78htr06

            “Because she never pays rent.”copyright protection3PENANAtqt9gGwxde

            He rolled his eyes. “No, why do you help out?”copyright protection3PENANAcCOOn34qUA

            “Because Joy is really nice and needs someone.”copyright protection3PENANAwRG7ZOosfo

            “Why-“copyright protection3PENANAyJP2T5IpCW

            Joy came into the kitchen. “You kids didn’t have to do this you know,” she said with a grateful tone. “Aspen, the Broncos are going to be on soon, are you going to watch?”copyright protection3PENANADOysDWwInq

            “Not today, I have to drive my friend back to Denver.”copyright protection3PENANAiTiY0iNoK3

            “Denver? Oh, the traffic is just terrible there,” Joy said, sitting down at the table. The whole house had a German feeling. Like they weren’t in Colorado anymore, and they were in a small village on the other side of the world. “And Cathy today, geez, it’s like she has a stick up her ass.” The cussing from the sweet looking lady threw Ethan off and made him smile. Joy covered her mouth. “Sorry, er um, Aspen’s friend. My husband was a sailor, and was rough and cuss a lot. After 60 years of marriage, you start cussing too.”copyright protection3PENANANjMClFI45l

            “60 years?” Ethan asked with shock. “You’ve been married for 60 years?”copyright protection3PENANA0JazbNwIvT

            “64 this year, if Will was still here,” she said, looking lost in memory. “He died about two years back. That’s when Aspen moved in and she’s been helping me sense. Helps a lot more than my roommate. Geez, I can’t even have hairspray because everything has to be natural and non toxic,” she said looking annoyed. “Oh, I shouldn’t talk bad, she’s okay. I guess.”copyright protection3PENANA9OMsNMKAbu

            “Well, if this is your house, you should do whatever you want,” Ethan shrugged. Joy smiled. They sat there for a while, talking about local news and what was going on. Joy really enjoyed the company and talking to someone.copyright protection3PENANADYNqB96jeb

She invited them to listen to some preacher that came on the T.V., but Aspen politely declined and said that she needed to drive her friend back.copyright protection3PENANAEfUOP6ClO8

            After about 30 minutes, they got up and started heading out the door. Joy guided them, and they spoke for a little while longer. Though, Ethan was tired of standing up, Aspen kept nodding her head and talking with the landlord.copyright protection3PENANAeXW1qJOakZ

Once they were actually outside, Joy looked out and said, “What a beautiful day! God bless America!” and then went right back into her large house. Ethan turned to Aspen.copyright protection3PENANAEYYsozCuTR

            “She’s . . . . different.”copyright protection3PENANAGx6AmWGZhv

            “She’s the nicest lady I know around here,” Aspen explained. “Do you want to see my house? It’s actually Joy’s. It’s a little chalet, just right there.” She pointed down and Ethan noticed a little chalet down the hill.copyright protection3PENANA7wt3xTNl38

It was small, but big enough to live in. It was just like the big house at the top of the hill. It was as if the house somehow gave birth to it and it was the child. Aspen started to walk down the hill. She looked back to Ethan and said, “Come on. You can meet my dogs.”copyright protection3PENANAkI6ibvSNZL

            “Dogs?”copyright protection3PENANAFGjMgFIXEZ

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