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“Dude, check it out. There she is.” Sean took a deep drag off his cigarette.
Jim grabbed a red shop towel and wiped his hands on it. When he was satisfied, he picked his beer up off the edge of the truck bed and walked out of the brightly lit garage and into the darkness of the driveway. Across the street he could see her illuminated by the light over her kitchen sink. She worked steadily, cleaning the dishes and loading them into the dishwasher. The smooth, tan skin of her breasts was showcased by a pale pink t-shirt with a deep v-neck. Reaching into his pocket, he pulled a pack of cigarettes out, flipped the top open and shook one free. Lifting the pack to his mouth he grabbed the cigarette between his lips and replaced the pack. His lighter snicked as he thumbed the wheel. Squinting against the glare, he touched the flame to the tip of the cigarette. He drew his breath in, the tip of the cigarette flaring briefly before morphing into a dull orange coal. He pulled the smoke deep into his lungs, holding it, savoring it, before exhaling. As he looked across the street at her brightly lit form, he brought his beer bottle to his mouth, knocking back a good slug.
He could hear the faint sounds of her music as it drifted across the street. More than that he could see her moving in time to the beat. Night after night he came out here and watched her work in the kitchen. Until she moved in he never knew that a woman might actually enjoy doing things in the kitchen. His mother hated cooking, cleaning, anything domestic. Her favorite saying was, ‘Every damn day you people get hungry!’
But his woman, this woman put music on and danced her way through her chores. She got into it and she played it loud. Those hips, they had a life of their own. And a smile, always a smile.
Jim leaned against another car in his driveway, fingers gripping the neck of his beer bottle, thumb hooked into his pocket and smoked his cigarette, watching. What would it take? What would it take?
“Man, I’d almost live with your mom just to come out here every night and watch her.”
Jim’s reply was another drag on the cigarette.
“Almost.” He said, never taking his eyes off her.
“What?”
“I said, ‘almost’. You’d almost live with my mother.” Taking a final drag from his smoke, Jim flicked it to the ground and crushed it under his boot.
“Yeah. I don’t think there’s any chick out there worth living with your Ma for, Jim.”
He chuckled in agreement.
“Hey, man. I gotta get going. I gotta be at work at seven AM.”
“Alright. Thanks for the help, man. We’ll have that truck running by the end of the month.”
Sean pushed himself off the tarp covered vehicle in the driveway and gave Jim a jive style handshake.
“Tomorrow?” Sean shot double hand guns at Jim, thumbs up, index fingers out.
“Ah, I can’t tomorrow. I’m working the closing shift. Sunday works though. I’m off.”
“Sweet. See you Sunday?”
“For sure.” Jim watched Sean lope over to his car and get in. He pulled another cigarette out of the pack and lit it. Sean revved the engine twice before pealing away from the curb. Jim shook his head in amusement, drawing on his cigarette, as Sean pealed away. It also didn’t escape his notice that the woman across the street looked up from her dishes to watch Sean’s car drive away. In fact, even though he was hidden deep in the shadows, he could swear she looked right at him for half a minute before finishing up her work and turning out the light.
After her house went dark, Jim stayed on the driveway, finishing his last cigarette before going back into his house and going to bed.
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