Signs

Untitled Part 1

Chapter One.

"It wouldn't kill you to go out with the man once" Renny argued with her mother who was in the next spa chair over "He could be really nice"

"I am not interested Renny, especially in Spiros" adding abruptly "He isn't my type - I don't have one, but he's definitely not it" her Southern accent coming out as she raised her argument "Why don't you worry about getting yourself a man before you worry 'bout me"

She sat back and huffed, as her technician was finally able to pumice her heels.

"Davis was the one who had said something anyway" Renny decided to divert the conversation from her happily non existent love life, throwing her best friend under the bus

"Should have known" She scoffed.

Davis was their friend, and neighbor. He took it upon himself to always keep an eye on the mother daughter team, even though he was younger than them both, although only by a year with Renny who was thirty three. Davis had come in to the matchmaking idea while having his hair cut by Spiros's son, who had looked back at his dad. His dad had nice blue eyes, a thick black moustache, thinning dyes black hairline and all that gold entwined in his chest hair, telling Davis he needed his dad to get a girlfriend and get out of his life...

Davis must really have been backed into a corner to call this favor in, Renny thought.

"Yep. George told him that his dad had finished mourning and was ready to date"

"Ugh" Carole grimaced "Sounds awful"

Spiros's barber shop was a block down the street from their cafe, 'Beanz', and had had the displeasure of smelling him over the years, and hearing about how "perfect" his haircuts were, how "nobody can cut hair like Spiros".

Renny could honestly say she tried, at least and probably shoot him a warning text.

"You're right" her feet were placed back in the warm water with the jets, and the chair began to massage her back shoulders and neck "So that's a no. Got it". And just because it was funny seeing her mother all worked up, sometimes, she liked to poke just a little. "Unless I see something that tells me otherwise" She shrugged looking sideways at her mom, who was now sitting forward, her cheeks and body pulsing a fiery red.

Carole's chair vibrated under her which made her words wobble but she directly spoke to her as controlled as she could "Renny, I do not care what you see with that third eye of yours or if all the guardian angels in the world tell you he is my one and only true love forever and ever... I will not be going out with that bushy eye-browed barber. No matter how ready he is to date! If he were the last man..."

"Ok! Ok" Renny called it off, for the pedicurists sake.

Carole shuddered, sitting herself back into the chair, the patient technician now able to set her feet back in the water. "Now, do we need anything else for tonight?" Her vibrating stopped, followed by the roller mode, up and down her spine which in turn made her ample bosom began to rise to her chin and fall

"You're really making that dip? Grandma's secret recipe dip?"

"Yes, but it's mine too now, my barbeque sauce remember"

"Sure. Although it's supposed to be family recipe"

"Oh Shh, grandma wouldn't mind, it's for the glory"

"She does mind by the way" Renny gave a knowing look "Still think you can beat Mave's? She is famous for her herb concoctions, some of them have been surprising. Remember when she added peppers and lime to the ice cream? She's good"