Tennessee Waltz

CHAPTER ONE

Her name was Linda. Linda Rose Villantii, and There wasn't any words to describe how stunning she was. She was the golden girl. Short dark hair, emerald eyes, fair skin, plump lips,curvy body. She had a way of getting things. All she had to do was flutter her eyelashes and touch the victims hand.

I remember the first time I met Linda I was just moving in to the neighborhood and was pulling out some boxes out of the cab that had brought me to my new home. Linda was sitting on her front porch. She had a slimming silver dress that showed off her curves and a cigar in her hand. A white cat sat on her lap and she pet it once in a while. Her house was huge. It had cream coating of the paint that shined as the sun beat down on it, causing anyone who looked at it to squint. A uniquely twisted fencing kept the house enclosed, neatly trimmed hedges surrounded the house. The roof was peaked, slanting down at an angle. The windows had royal purple colored curtains hanging on down to cover the inside and hide her dirty little secrets. I noticed a marble fountain sitting towards the right side of the lawn. An angel held a flower was perched on top, looking up towards the sky. Water spurted from its other hand, which lay gently out in front of it, as if waiting for someone to take it in return. The water fell gently towards the crystal blue pool beneath it, causing ripples to form and wave out until they were no more.

Bushes trimmed into all sorts of shapes littered the parts of the lawn that was not taken up by the fountain. The beach laid just beyond the backyard, grass forming into sand, bushes and hedges turning into sand dunes. The water sparkled and a little stone path that started at the top of the beach led to the back door of Linda's house. My new place was nothing compared to Linda's. It was small and had five rooms. The grass was up to my ankle and the plants around were all dead. It looked like it had just come out of a horror movie. I went inside my new resident and when I came back to the front door Linda was standing there. Her servants were pulling out boxes from the cab and heading our direction.

"Hello," she said and flashed her pearly whites," I'm Linda Villiantii and I live right next door to you. I hope you don't mind,I asked some of my servants to help you settle in to your new home. When your done with them just give them a holler and they be out of you hair in no time." I thanked her and set some books down on the stool nearby. She stood there as if waiting for me to tell her something or offer her some booze. I smiled at her and thanked her once again. She pursed her lips and with that she walked on back home.

About five hours passed and I was finally all settled in my new home. I excused Linda's servants a couple hours back since I wanted some alone time in unpacking.

I'm from the midwest; Oklahoma to be exact. I grew up in a little town called very peaceful. Everyone knew everyone and everyone knew everything about everyone. So there was very little privacy. It was a quite boring town not much ever happened. The only huge thing that ever happened there was when Billy Bobs goat caught on fire and nearly burned down the town hall.
My father is a typical farmer,as well as half of the town, so I grew up farming. I'm the youngest of six and we lived in a 1,225 squared footed house. It was painted yellow with white frames and had purple flowers growing around there because those were my mothers favorites.

I remember the summers were the worst yet the best times of my childhood. It would get so hot that you'd sweat buckets even if you were butt naked. We'd go out to the Davy lake with a group of friends and we'd stay there swimming from eight am to 6pm. We created so many Supermurgitroid memories there. I even had my first kiss there. Her name was Lucy Lewis and she was an eighth grader when I was a sixth grader. We kissed near the kissing tree and if you were to kiss someone there you were to get good luck the following year...well at least that's what my big brother Joe told us kiddos. I realized the whole good luck thing didn't work since The year after that was the worst year of my life.