October first... 1953
A Young Man In his 30'skipped down the stairs merrily with a wide smile on his face as his eyes watched his new polished shoes skip down each step, his smile suddenly faded as he groaned when he saw his poor petite wife sitting at a table with her hands pressed together, her face smiling as she watched him take a coat off the hanger, he watched her with annoyance, "im skipping out" he said as his hand reached for the doorknob when cynthia [his wife] said "Wait.... where are you going" she said her cute blue eyes sparkling and her eyelashes ever so black and straight, like SnowWhite, "The SmokeShop" She quietly said "oh.." while staring at his shoes with a smile, "Or maybe SantaLand" He said dryly while shaking his head in annoyance, She quickly rushed to the door closing it as he opened it, "Wait!" she said,
"Ugh... what is it..?" he said impatiently, His beer belly bouncing, she stared at him, "What?" he said with a more higher tone of voice while his hand motioned in wonder, "Have you really forgotten... our anniversary."She said a bit sad with a frown on her lips, "our what? our.. our anniversary?" he asked scratching his scalp through his brown combed hair, "yes" she said with a smile on her powder pink lips, "I thought we were not going to celebrate a anniversary.. cynthia?"
"yes but.. i thought maybe it would let us spend a little time togethe-" he cut her off with a groan, "Please...?" she said
"we haven't spent a Moment! together since our marriage.. john"she told unhappily, "I know i know..but.. you have to understand im Busy.. Busy! with our money disappearing so suddenly like.. like a strike of lightning What am i Supposed To DO!!" John said starting to get upset, even though he was the one secretly spending the money on alcohol and suits and shoes.. and hair products.. while his wife has to suffer, and here he is complaining about no money when he probably spent the last of it on beer and new shoes.. possibly the ones he is wearing, since she has never seen them before, Cynthia knew.. that it was her dumb greedy husband spending the all the money on himself, but she knew that he did not suspect she knew.. anyways,
"Could you atleast try some cake? i made your favorite, Strawberry with vanilla frosting"she asked "oh.. alright.." he said as he scooted a chair out from beneath the table and sat in it, he tooted as he did that but pretended like he didn't, his wife happily sat in hers while she picked up the knife to cut the cake with a smile on her face the whole time, just as the tip of the knife touched the cake, they heard a knock, john turn in his seat, "Go Away Nows not a good tim-" she got cut off "Shhh" john said harshly and she stared at him with wonder, "Its probably those guys helping me with finding a job with good pay" he told her as he got up from his farty chair, his wife sat back in hers taking a sip of water as her eyes watched him open the door to 3 rather chubby [More like OverWeight] Men,
"john" the first one nodded as they stepped inside, they started talking when cynthia sat up and butted in, "Who are this?" she asked with eyes of concern and maybe even anger, John stopped and looked at her, "ahem.. This is the.. uhm.. guys i was telling you about who is gonna help me find a job" he said impatiently, Cynthia was laughing.. well.. inside her mind she was laughing, she knew he wasn't really gonna get a job, these were his 3 drinking buddies, he would go out and have a drink with them when he would have thought his wife was asleep, but she was faking it, she would then follow close behind his car with her car, being careful, she would then watch him meet up with his 3 buds Lonny Joe and Frank, and get drunk as hell as she Played a scene in her mind of strangling him over and over with a shoelace, "Oh.. Really? a job" she said turning her eyes to these so called "Job Finders"
"Yes...?" John said starting to get worried, "Okay.. then.. off we go" He said in a rushed tone,"Wait.. dont you want to try some cake? and your friends could have some to! if they'd like of course" she said politely with a smile, "Oh goody, i cant resist cake, you know.. it kinda makes you wild and then you feel like a beast.. like.. like. Wolverine! ya like wolverine, and then i imagine growling like a beast and pouncing on moving cars.. ya.. Oh oh.. and being the ladies man.. oh ya.. heheh" Said Frank who was the fattest of the 3, "okay.." She said "Here i will cut you a slice" Cynthia replied, "Uh.. actually i think.." john said while looking at the watch strapped tightly around his oversized wrist, "I uh.. think we should be going now.. or we will be late" he said nudging Joe with his elbow.. "heh.. right guys?"
