At noon, Alicia headed back out to Natalia's house to bring her some lunch and to see how she was holding up. This had been her worst asthma attach since she could remember. She had almost died. She had spent a couple days in intensive care because she had puffed up very badly and liquid nearly had fully filled up her lungs. We prayed for her, and she did get better slowly. She had spent nearly a month in the hospital before she was finally discharged. Natalia was told to rest up for a couple of weeks, so Alicia comes over regularly to help her out in anything she needs. Most of all they just hang out. Being alone when you are sick and recovering can be hell. So for the most part Alicia comes over just to be company.
Alicia pulled up in the driveway of Natalia's house. She lived in a small three bedroom house in San Fernando, which is some twenty miles north of Los Angeles, where Alicia lives. She walked right in the front door, since Natalia had given Alicia her house keys. They were like sisters, anyway.
"Naty! I'm here! What are you doing?" She found Natalia lying on the couch.
"Oh I'm just watching some T.V."
"Hey, I brought you some lunch. Thought you might be hungry." She held up the bag she had in her hand. She put the bag on the table and took out the tupperwares. One had spaghetti with homemade meatballs and homemade sauce and in the other she brought homemade bread rolls.
Natalia got up for two plates and put them on the table. While Alicia was serving out of the containers, Natalia went into the fridge for two cans of soda.
"Hey Alicia," Natalia said as she scrunched her eyes to look at Alicia closely. "What happened to you, you look like hell! Didn't you get any sleep last night?"
That made Alicia laugh. "Well thanks a lot, Naty!"
"Well? What? Tell me!"
"Funny story, I was on my way home, and I was almost there, too, but I had to pull over because I was so tired, and so I did. Next thing I know, I've had the cops called on me. By then it was five in the morning, I guess I had been out for a couple of hours, and there was a guy who apparently works at the house I was parked in front of, angry because I was parked there. I guess a famous person lives there and they thought I was a stalker."
"Oh. My. God." Natalia slapped her hand to her face.
"Oh, but that's not the best part!" Natalia shook her head in disbelief. "That angry guy ended up asking me out!"
"What a jerk!" Natalia yelled. "First he calls the cops on you, then he asks he asks you out?" She scrunched her eyebrows. "Who does he think he is?"
"He apologized after the cops told him why I had been there in the first place. He seems so nice an sincere, oh, and his name is Josh and Naty, he has a smile to die for."
"Wow. All I have to say is, wow," Natalia said as she sopped up the last of her sauce with her roll.
"We're going to have dinner tonight. I'm meeting him back at that house."
"What? You said yes?"
"Yeah!"
"You say he works there? What does he do?"
"I don't know."
"And I wonder who he works for."
"I don't know. He wouldn't say."
"So you're going to meet some strange guy at some strange house, knowing nothing at all about him except his name is Josh? He could be a serial killer for goodness sake!"
Alicia picked up the dirty dishes and put them in the sink. She turned on the hot water to start washing them. "You know what else is weird? He had sunglasses on. At five in the morning."
