and asked that he pass it on to the man who had made the windows.
Frank asked her, “You sure? It’s your money. George was paid to cut out those windows. He didn’t lose any cash at all.”
“But he told me why I was being charged extra. Those windows had been paid for a long time ago by the people who lived there.”
“Yeah.” Frank was thoughtful. “I’ll give him the money again.”
“Thank you.”
Frank watched her. “I don’t understand you all the time.”
“I’m a woman. I can roar.”
He watched her. His eyes sparkled. He licked his lips. He told her, “You’re special.”
So Geri went home to find a large basket of flowers at her door. It was from George. He wrote, “You got dinner coming from me and my wife either Friday or Saturday. Let me know.” His phone number was at the bottom.
She called and told the answering machine, “This is Geri. I shall be delighted to take you and your wife to dinner. Let me know when. I’ll drive.”
When the time came, it was Frank who drove to fetch her, and they went to pick up George and his wife, Martha. Geri told Frank, “I hadn’t planned to feed you, too. You eat like a horse.”
Frank replied, “Horses eat grass and stuff like that. I eat steaks.”
“So you’re the one who uses up all the money!”
“Yep. Get adjusted.”
She laughed. She looked at Frank and watched his smile. She settled down and enjoyed the evening.
George had brought Martha along so that she would do the talking, and he need not. However, it wasn’t long before George broke in and told stories that were really funny, and they all laughed. He was a great storyteller and the stories were simply hilarious.
They ate and laughed until late that night...the four of them. Then they went back to Geri’s apartment so that Martha could see out Geri’s precious windows facing the river.
It was lovely. They all stood at the windows and looked beyond the tops of the trees to the TEXAS water that moved in the moonlight. It was special. The night was also. The four of them laughed and snacked the tiny little things Geri had put out for them, and they had beer.
There was laughter and hilarious talk that was wickedly off base. The men were astonished the women were amused by such things! The men protested and exclaimed and were so shocked!
The women’s amusement caused tears to run. Geri had to find tissues. She shared with Martha and they laughed some more in the exchange. The women were exhausted from all the hilarity and they told the men they had to be serious and cut out the humor!
The men nodded seriously, all concerned, but they slid their eyes to each other. And they told more humorous stories about friends who worked with them
It was late when Frank suggested they take George and Martha to their home. Geri laughed that she would leave her own place to see the others home.
But George said, “Frank’ll take us by the place we’re working on and let you see where we are.”
Geri blinked. It was late. She had to get up early for work. She put on a sweater and went with them down to the car. She had no idea why in the world she had done such a dumb thing! Geri decided it was because Martha was there, and it was the courteous thing to see to it that she got home okay. Yeah.
Geri was amazed at the construction site. George was a genius.
But then George mentioned that it had been Frank who figured out how they would fix some of the amazing things that they had done in that house. One was a table that could be collapsed just so. Another was a window wall that gave the illusion of being outside—in spite of the wall.
How people figured to do things was an endless amazement to Geri. So when she and Frank returned to her house, she commented on how much she loved looking out the windows.
He smiled at her. She had pleased him.
So, Frank had been the one who’d designed her windows. It might have been George who had put them in, but it had been Frank who had done most of the work. He was a doer.
Geri smiled at him.
He reached for her and she gasped and jumped back. She told him, “Do you know what time it is?”
“Mine.”
“No. I have to get up in the morning and go to work!”
“I have to be at the place we’re now working about seven. Without holding you, I’ll be hyper and restless and difficult.”
Standing on the sofa, supposedly out of reach, she tilted her head back and said, “I shall be worn out and dragging.”
Frank told her, “Women are strange.”
“Peculiar?”
Frank nodded. “Different. We’re boggled by women.”
So she asked, “Oh? And just how many women do you know?”
“My mother, my sisters, my cousins. They’re all strange and different just like y—all the other women.”
She laughed. He’d slid around blaming her so quickly that it amused her.
He said, “My God. How am I going to behave and leave you be while I want you against me and in my hands?”
“Control.” She was logical and then said, “Hustle up and leave. I’ve got to get to bed and sleep!”
Frank said, “Oh.” He’d thought the bed reasoning was a different thing altogether. She meant to sleep? Women! How did God ever do this to another man?
Geri pulled on Frank’s sleeve so that he got to the door, and she opened it. He looked at her as if he was a zombie.
She told him, “Good night. Your car is out yonder, right over thataway.” She pointed.
He nodded, not paying any attention to her chattering at all.
Geri took his arm and pulled him out the apartment’s door, then she stepped back, closed the door and leaned against it as her body went furiously, cruelly berserk.
It was a while before she heard his steps go slowly down the stairs. Was he a zombie or was he thoughtfully careful? The light was on. He could see.
She fought opening the door and looking out to be sure he was all right. If she did that, she’d ruin everything. She’d take him to bed.
And she began to remember all the things her mother had told her before she left home and got her own apartment. Her mother was opposed to her daughter going out to live in an isolated apartment.
Her mom was right.
Geri
