Heaven is a Place on Earth

It’s another morning in Brit-Wales. It’s oh so quiet around here. Maybe too quiet. It felt like there needed to be something to happen. Who was going to make the first move? What was going to happen today?

“I don’t feel like doin’ anything today,” Clyde said. She flopped back down on the grass. Muriel looked like she was about to doze off. Lewis was half-listening. Lily turned her head.

“You always say that,” she complained. The dirty old biddy stuck out her tongue as she rolled her eyes at her. Lily wrinkled her nose.

“Do you have to be so common?” she asked. Clyde tilted her head.

“What’s that supposed to mean?” she asked. The boss lady rolled her eyes.

“What are we going to do with you?” she asked under her breath. Lewis tuned them out while Muriel drifted off to sleep. Lily sighed and rubbed her forehead. Why did her friends have to be such slugs?

----------

It’s another day at the Sunny Plum as well. Annie flipped the sign to open. She took in a deep breath.

“It’s time for another busy day!” she said aloud. Annie turned her head when she heard yawning. The woman rolled her eyes.

“Come on, Dustin. You have to look alive. How many years have you worked here?” The boy counted up in his head.

“Four years now?” he asked. Annie sighed and rolled her eyes.

“Four years and you should know better. And where is your vest?” she asked. Her nephew groaned aloud.

“I don’t want to wear the vest!” he complained. “It makes me look stupid!”

“No, it doesn’t,” his aunt said. “It makes you look smart, professional.” The boy threw back his head and groaned. Why couldn’t she see it? It was like she wasn’t listening to him. By now, Annie had moved on to something else. It was going to be another busy day at the Sunny Plum after all.

---------

“Oi, Lewis!” Clyde shouted. The farmer didn’t look up.

“Hm?” she asked.

“Isn’t your niece coming to town today?” she asked. The farmer froze as her right eye twitched.

“Why?” she asked. Clyde shrugged.

“Dunno,” she said. Lewis groaned.

“I don’t get it,” Lily said.

“Get what?” the farmer asked.

“Why don’t you want to see your niece?” the leader asked. Lewis rolled her eyes as she made a huffing noise.

“It’s a hassle,” she said.

“But why?” Lily asked. The farmer groaned again. She rubbed her forehead.

“Kat’s a sore subject,” Muriel mumbled, half-asleep. The other three old biddies turned and looked as Muriel went back to sleep.

“Yes,” Lewis said, nodding.

“But she’s comin’ to see you today, isn’t she?” Clyde asked. The farmer rolled her eyes.

“Don’t remind me,” she said.

“Shouldn’t you be home to greet her?” Lily asked.

“Nope,” Lewis said. The leader gave her a confused look.

“Why?” she asked. All she got as a response was a loud groan as Lewis dropped back onto the grass. Clyde tried not to laugh. The whole time, Muriel was asleep.

----------

Meanwhile at Lewis’s farm, a bright red Bentley drove down the narrow path. Dust was kicked up in its path. The car drove up to Lewis’s farmhouse. Kat turned off the car and stepped out. She stood in front of the house where she spent her summers with a large belly.

End