"baby, please don't cry"
Candice "Candy Cane" Marshall hasn't seen or talked to any of her friends in a long time. Dallas and Johnny are gone and she's terrified to face the fact that Steve and Sodapop may have met their fates in Vietnam. But when t...
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Winter came to an end and spring arrived. With it came warmer weather and everyone was officially able to put away heavy coats.
The process with the court was long and difficult, but, so far, I had the system on my side. My lawyer was hard at work putting a case against my grandparents. With as much evidence as we had gathered, they figured I'd definitely get custody of Greg and Claire. Our first official court date was going to be at the end of the month, April.
I was still without a job, but, thanks to my savings and Soda's mechanic job, we were getting by. We were able to pay all our bills on time and Soda and I were both really happy. I was the happiest I'd been in a long time.
One morning, just a few weeks before our first court appearance, Sodapop and I sat at the table, drinking coffee and searching for jobs.
"What about this one?" Soda asked, shoving the 'Help Wanted' ad my way. It was for a CPA job.
"Don't you have to have college degrees to be an accountant?"
He shrugged and took the paper back.
"There's gotta be something. I've gotta get a job. I'm going crazy."
"I know. I watched you scrub the bathtub twice this week."
"Well, you know how I am without something to do. I go nuts."
"It'll be okay, Candy. We're gonna find something, alright?"
I nodded. "Hey, why don't we go out tonight? It's Friday. We could do with a night away from home. We don't have to drink or anything, but we could just go bowling or something, you know?"
I gave him a small smile. "Yeah, actually, that sounds like a lot of fun."
"Alright," he replied, giving me a grin back. He glanced down at his watch before standing up from the table. "I gotta go to work, babe. I'll see you tonight, okay?"
"Alright. Have a good day." He leaned down and kissed my cheek before heading out, leaving me alone, except for Whiskey, who was currently taking up as much room on the sofa as he could. I started to collect up breakfast dishes so I could wash them.
After everything was clean, I plopped down on the couch. Whiskey let out an irritated-sounding huff and got up to move farther away from me.
"Wow. I saved your scrawny little ass as a kitten and feed you until you're overweight and you can't even sit next to me? I get no thanks?"
He just blinked at me before curling up and falling asleep again. I shook my head and flipped on the TV. I flipped through all the stations twice, but there was nothing on.
"Ugh," I groaned. I hated not having a job so much. I decided to go for a walk so I got up and put on a clean pair of jeans and a The Doors t-shirt. I slipped a light jacket on and then headed outside. It was so nice out; I was happy that spring and its nicer weather was finally here.
