“Forget it you were cool, now your just getting snooty.â€?
Before I could respond I couldn’t ask for a better entrance, Annie kicked the door open, with her hands full of Wal-Mart bags.
“Help!â€?
We ran to her as if the world was crashing down. Both Kealen and I grabbed about evenly five bags and flew into the kitchen were we freed are hands. Putting each bag on the table, as I began un-packing each item while Kealen went to Annie’s old Volkswagen and continued to take out tons of grocery bags. Bringing them in with out struggle placing them on the table glancing at my fast hands each time, I finally heard the trunk slam shut. Coming in the house, he shut the door with anticipation to get out of the cold. In addition, I noticed he had snowflakes in his hair and on his bare arms.
“Why aren’t you in warmer clothes?â€? Annie said with the same aggravation I once heard from Kealen.