Grass Stains are Hard to Get Out

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I laid out on the grass looking up at the clear sky. This was my last day here in Texas, visiting my Grandma. I was in her backyard on an old blanket she keeps on the porch for me, when I come down here from Tennessee. I hear her in the kitchen making dinner. I breathe in the scent of freshly cut grass, and home grown tomatoes. A shadow crosses over my closed lids. I sit up and there is a guy standing over me.

"Are you gonna move?" he said. I couldn't see him because of the sun right behind him making it impossible to see anything, but his voice was deep gruff. I stand up and we are eye level. "I'm Jonah" he says holding out his greasy gloved hand.

"Margret" I say shaking his hand, " May I ask what you're doing here?"

"I cut Ms. Dolly's grass, you must be her Granddaughter!" he says wiping the sweat off his forehead. "yeah she talks about you, a lot" I stare at him, not able to speak or say a word, looking at him examining his face.

"Margret!" My Grandma calls. I pick up the blanket and head inside to the kitchen. "Hey baby, could you get my the lemons?" I nod my head and grab them and bring two of them to her. "he is an handsome one, right Margret?" I see her look at me and smile.

"Grandma really!?" I say pouring tea. My grandma smiles and udders how she would of been all over that at my age. She finishes slicing lemons.

"Go bring one to Jonah, and invite him to dinner" She hands me Ice cold tea and I walk out the the backyard.

I hand him the tea and he takes a big gulp. I can see sweat coming through his shirt. "Grandma wants to know if you wanna stay for dinner?" I say regretting every word coming out of my mouth. He says he will. After he is finished he goes out to his car, and comes back in with a fresh smell of old spice and a new t-shirt. "Hi" I say as we sit down and pray. We touch hands, his are much bigger and very warm. During dinner we talk a lot until my alarm goes off to pack up because my taxi will be here in an hour.

"hey where are you off to?" I hear Jonah at the door of the guest bedroom. "Vacation? Work?"

"Home, this was my vacation, I'm catching a flight to Tennessee tonight, I have to be back at work by Monday" I say pulling and folding clean clothes out of the basket that I washed this morning.

"Oh then I will leave you to it" he said, I could hear him and my Grandma laughing. I sit on my bed and notice grass stains on my shorts. This is going to take a miracle to get off! I can't even remember getting in the grass like that. I finish and pull my suitcase, and carry on bag into the dining room where grandma and Jonah are playing poker.

"My cab will be here soon. I'm going to wait outside." I say to my grandma. I give her a kiss and hug "Love you Grandma!' I call walking out the door and to the curb. Jonah follows only a couple minutes after, he gets into his truck but just sits there. I play on my phone, looking through my friends stories on snap-chat. I feel a hand go around my waist, and Jonah is kissing me. He pulls away in silence and walks back to his truck, and drives away. I don't have time to process what just happened before the cab pulls up. I place my things in the trunk and get in. My mind is racing. We pull into the airport and I take my things out and soon before I even notice it I'm on the plane back home. All I'm thinking is Grass stains are hard to get out.

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