FIVE – RESEARCHING REAL LIFE
“You’ll be okay walking home?” asked Arnold as they reached the stoop of Sunset Arms, and both placed a hand on each banister.
“Sure, Football Head, thanks for asking. And I’m glad you calmed down. This…aggressive you just isn’t becoming of you.”
He sighed, “No, it isn’t. I’m sorry for this morning, it…it wasn’t me, okay?”
She wanted to hug him, to throw her arms around him and plead forgiveness, to say all was forgiven and forgotten and then plant her lips on his— “Yeah, well, I didn’t exactly help in not wearing out your patience, Arnold. You…you didn’t need me making things worse for you. I’m…I’m……” Helga took a deep breath, stiffened, and forced her words out of her mouth, “I’m…ssssssssssorry, okay? I’ll…I’ll be more careful the next time I decide to annoy y