| The Sanders ( @ 2008-04-29 21:27:00 |
| Entry tags: | annie, log, will |
Will and Annie
Annie: Annie calls her brother-in-law, knowing that she's going to have to whip his wife's ass. She calls him, so angry, knowing she would have heard back from him already.
Will: Will answers his cell without looking. "I'm getting the ice cream you want. I promise."
Annie: "Well, that's nice of you."
Will: "Annie?" He stutters.
Annie: "Yes." She smiles, "I'm guessing your bitch wife didn't tell you I called yesterday."
Will: He sighs. "I didn't get in until after she was in bed. What's up?"
Annie: "Don't lie to me. It's important. Are you coming to Jamie's graduation? I'm flying you in."
Will: "He wants me to come? Last time I talked to him no one was coming."
Annie: She sighs, "Your parents, Jay and me, Hopefully you. I'm giving him a little party thing after."
Will: "I didn't know." He pauses. "He said you weren't even going to attend. When is it?"
Annie: "Will, It's middle of May. The 17th."
Will: He checks his schedule. "It's a Saturday. We could fly up Friday afternoon and stay till Sunday. If that's not too much trouble."
Annie: "Whenever you want to come. Tickets are on me."
Will: "No it's not a problem. I'll get it. Do you know of a hotel near you guys?"
Annie: "You're going to stay in my dad's guest house."
Will: "I don't want us to be a bother."
Annie: "You aren't."
Will: "You are sure?"
Annie: "Yeah."
Will: He grins. "Cool."
Annie: "Ella is in ours, or I'd give you that one"
Will: "Ella's coming? That's great."
Annie: "Hopefully. We'll see."
Will: "Sissy'll be glad to see her."
Annie: "Well, your wife can kiss my ass."
Will: "What?"
Annie: "I don't enjoy your wife, Will. Unless she's on her medication."
Will: "What's going on?"
Annie: "She went off on some spiel about how she doesn't want to see me or my perfect family or my son and all this other stuff and how she'd keep you from seeing them too."
Will: "You're kidding, right?"
Annie: "Why would I kid about that."
Will: He sighs. "I'll talk to her, alright? She's just hormonal."
Annie: "I think she's felt like that for a while, Will."
Will: "She's sensitive."
Annie: "There's a difference between sensitive and jealous."
Will: "I'll handle it. I promise."
Annie: "I'm not kidding, Will. If she doesn't know how to act, I'll kick her ass again, twins or not." She hangs the phone up, sighing.