Immaculate

Ye, of little faith.

You all make me so happy.

I hope this is ok.

Part Twenty Three

Sang's POV

"What are you going to do with all of your furniture?" I asked, I finished drying the plate and handed it to Mr Blackbourne.

We were discussing Dr Green moving into Mr Blackbourne's house on Saturday. I wondered if I would go back there with them. I'd never seen Mr Blackbourne's house and I was curious.

"Sell some of it, take some of it with me. Anything in particular that you don't want me to get rid of?" he asked; he pulled the plug and let the water go. I watched the soapy suds swirling around the sink as I dried the last plate. I liked most of his furniture, the sofa was comfy but I expected Mr Blackbourne wouldn't have room for it. His bed was also fabulous, I had slept here a few times and the space foam mattress was so comfy. I thought of the pictures on his bedroom wall.

"The cherry tree pictures in your room," I said and he nodded.

"Yeah, Gabe did those for me when I bought the place. Anything else?"

"Your bed," I said, folding the cloth. "I really like your bed."

"So do I, pookie," he laughed and I saw him glance at Mr Blackbourne, some unspoken message passed between them and then Dr Green carried on talking.

"It's big enough for all three of us. Owen's bed isn't."

His words indicated that I would be going there with them. I was looking forward to Saturday to see where he lived.

"So what are we moving on Saturday?" I asked.

"My bed," he said and winked at me. I giggled, putting the cloth down. "And just some other stuff, DVD's, books, clothes etc. Owen has a spare room which I'm going to use as a study."

"Talking of study, do you have any homework today?" Mr Blackbourne asked and I shook my head.

"In that case, let's sit back down and we can talk," he said. He moved forwards and I thought we were going to be sitting on the sofa, but he moved back to the dining room table and sat down. I went back to my chair and sat down waiting for Dr Green to come in.

There were more pictures on the walls in here; they were of Japanese Gardens and I hoped he was going to take these too. I wondered if Mr Blackbourne's house felt more lived in than Dr Green's.

Dr Green came in and placed a big tub of Rocky Road Ice Cream on the table and three spoons.

"Don't tell North and we'll be fine," he said as he sat down.

"More sugar?" Mr Blackbourne inquired but I was already reaching for a spoon. I looked at him quickly, wondering if he was displeased with me. I hesitated and he tilted his head to the side.

"Do you want some Ice Cream, Miss Sorenson?" he asked and I nodded wondering what was coming next.

"Then have some," he said and picked up a spoon. "It's your choice. If you want chocolate chip pancakes for breakfast occasionally, have them. Don't let anyone else dictate things like that. My Taylor means well, but he's a little obsessive."

I nodded and slid the lid off the Ice Cream and took some. Dr Green rubbed his hands together and picked up his spoon.

"But you better dig in fast, pookie, once we get started on this the only thing that'll stop us is the bottom of the tub."

I giggled and reached in for more.

"So, we're all set for Saturday," Dr Green said and licked his spoon. "We've sorted out Tim. Are you ok with it now?"