The drive back to the farm went smoothly. With Mary taking the wheel, she and Frank were able to aid Marcus and Issac in their escape from town. Not a single vehicle passed them on the road as they made their way to Mary's home.
Upon arrival, Mary pulled around to the back of the farm towards the shed. Frank hopped out to look inside, making sure the coast was clear. He then leaned over the bed of the truck to let Issac and Marcus know it's safe to go in. Hopping out of the truck, they snuck their way into the shed as Frank got back in the truck to chat with Mary.
"Thank you again darling. If you don't mind, can we sneak some food for these fellas? I'll make sure your husband doesn't notice."
"I think we got something for them in the pantry." Responded Mary, "Now...about the plan you mentioned earlier...?"
"Don't you worry." Frank said, placing his hand on her thigh. "You're in good hands with me."
As Mary pulled up to the driveway next to the house, Frank asked her to leave the keys in the truck once she turned off the vehicle. She complied as they both got out and walked towards the front door. As soon as Mary and Frank stepped inside, they saw her husband still in his recliner, watching television and drinking a can of cheap beer.
"Welcome back darlin', did you get what you needed?" Asked Richard with his eyes glued to the tv screen.
Mary blushed as she couldn't help but to recall the little rendezvous with Frank and his guys earlier. She forgot about the cleaning supplies she said she was getting, so she improvised her response.
"Sure did sweetie, Fra...uh I mean Conner was kind enough to help carry my bags."
Frank gave Mary a smirk as he saw her getting red in the face. She may have meant shopping bags, but he surely took it a little more pervertedly.
"It was the least I could do, Mary." Frank added. "Speaking of which, I was going to show my appreciation for you guys by cleaning and re-organizing the shed. Could you help me carry the cleaning supplies to the shed? It will give you two some time to relax."
"Conner, you are a good man." said Richard. "I look forward to seeing it once you are done."
"Thank you and sounds good sir." Frank smiled as he still had Richard believing that he was someone else.
Entering the kitchen, Frank and Mary quietly gathered some food and headed towards the shed where Issac and Marcus had already made themselves at home. There were stolen liquor bottles scattered everywhere and make-shift beds consisting of hay and extra clothes that they had with them.
"Well you two seem to have settled here rather quickly." stated Frank.
"Just glad we have a safe spot to lay low for a while." Issac said as he and Marcus started eating.
"Just keep the noise down and we will be fine," said Frank. "Oh, and don't drink too much booze. I want it to last and I don't know how much longer we will be here.
"Sure thing boss."
Getting ready to walk back to the house, Mary turned towards Frank. "If you guys are good, I am going back inside."
"Sounds good, Mary." Frank said with a casual tone. If anything comes up, I will let you know."
Mary nodded and then headed towards the house. For the next few hours, Frank, Issac and Marcus stayed in the shed while Mary sat in the living room with her husband. As the day passed, the sun gradually began to set and Mary started making dinner.
She was fixing up ground steak sandwiches, cooked in a cast iron skillet. Despite all the noise in the kitchen from the cooking, she surprisingly heard Connor enter through the back door.
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The Drifter in Disguise
RomansaA couple picked up a drifter along an old country road unaware that he is an escaped prisoner with a secret plan of his own.