"Orange"
Thursday late afternoon was an amazing time of day for Rosana. She sat underneath her orange tree and meditated. She was on her favorite blanket, smelling the outdoor air. Peaceful music filled her backyard. She opened her eyes and used her stick to bang her gong. Once she stretched her arms, she started her yoga.
"In with the good ki." Rosana said, arching her back and flatten her stomach. Her breast bounced in her workout bra, her cleavage showing. She saw Cherrie coming over with a basket. The woman with a different wig waved as her cat popped out of her basket. Rosana laughed and turned off her phone.
"Cherrie! How are you doing?" Rosana asked as she stood back up. She ran over to Cherrie to open her lettuce gate. "Here you are."
"Oh, thank you, new friend!" Cherrie replied, walking in her new outfit. "I've just finished my shift as a maid. I thought it would be difficult at my age. I don't know why, Rosana, but after that, I feel more energized and refreshed. I guess the fresh air agrees with me."
"The outdoors can always make people smile. A day like this is perfect for a smile."
Cherrie's cat came out of the basket and walked around the place. Her fur mommy chuckled as her pet explored. "I hope you don't mind if Skittles explore your yard, would you?"
"Cats are welcome. So long as she doesn't dig my dogs' toys out of the house."
Cherrie took out her canteen. "I had no idea you have dogs."
"Yes, two of them. They're both pug mix. Very easy to handle. I made sure they are disciplined."
She pointed to the porch to her cabin and there were two pug statues with smiling faces. Cherrie's eyes popped. "Are they actual dogs?"
"Of course not, my friend. They are ceramic. I got them while I was in Yantai. What a glorious week! I had my love of traveling faraway places with beaches! I love the ocean, monsters and all!"
"You love traveling." Cherrie asked. She saw her cat running around the yard, feeling playful. "I always wanted to travel around the planet myself. I once began a holiday in Spain."
"Did you finish it?"
"Well, there was an emergency and I had to come back home."
"What happened?"
"My husband went missing."
Rosana's eyes widened. "He didn't go to Spain with you??"
"Oh, no, he hates the heat. He had no interest in travel! He wants me to be happy though. It was a girl's trip, so I went out with our daughters. I felt bad about leaving my hubby. He just left so suddenly. I'm still paying for his absence."
Rosana sighed and patted Cherrie's shoulder. "We are soul sisters, Cher. I too lost my husband overseas. Only he was the one that traveled. He was a missionary for our church."
"What happened to him?"
Rosana sighed. "A young punk shot him. Some smart-alecky arrogant kid wanted to steal from him. But my Ernie...he knew all about scaring the crap out of kids. Self-defense and all that. The shot was accidental! The kid got a light sentence."
"You poor dear. I'm sure you at least know your hubby died what he loved." Her cat settled down next to Rosana. When the woman started to pet her, Skittles purred. Cherrie was delighted that Skittles let Rosana pet her. "My! My pussy is taking a liking to you, Rosana! Usually she wouldn't let anyone pet her except me."
Rosana chuckled as the cat nuzzled on her hand. "She knows I love animals. They do have that sixth sense you know. Speaking of which..." She turned around and turned back to Cherrie. "Eleanor is coming here with some news. She got a call from her nephew earlier today. Oh, and she was floored whatever that means. The boy had something tremendous to tell her! She told me his instincts didn't fail him."
"Wait, whatever does that mean?" Cherrie asked, her Northern accent becoming apparent. Rosana sipped her tea. "Well, whatever news Eleanor will tell us of course would be from her instinctive nephew. Now, she can be here any second."
"Right. I'll watch with you." Cherrie looked around the yard. She turned to Rosana. "Is Eleanor the big woman with an attraction to this Catholic priest?"
Rosana gave the new woman a grin. "She has the
hots
for Father O' Sheehan."
"Why the priest?"
"Did you have a chance to see him?" She looked up and Eleanor opened the gate. "Eleanor! Girl! Welcome to my humble abode!"
Eleanor wiggled her nose and sneezed. She saw dandelions all over the yard and the grass was taller than she anticipated. "Phew! Rosana, I see your gardener didn't come and tend to your yard yet."
"My gardener, as you call him, will arrive soon. Billy himself recommended him."
Eleanor laughed and sat down next to Cherrie. "Lord, knowing Billy, he hired someone that is buff and is always shirtless."
"Who knows, Miss B?" Cherrie played coy. "He might look like Father O' Sheehan."
That look on Eleanor's face gave Rosana a roll on the floor laughter. "Who says you wouldn't fit right in, Cher? Because you definitely fit with this community!"
"Really? You mean it?" Cherrie blushed and her cat jumped on her lap. "My! I can't believe it! I'm fitting in the community! I'm happy and so is my pussy!"
Eleanor blinked and turned to Rosana. "Her...pussy is happy?"
"Yes." Rosana nodded. "Her cat named Skittles."
Eleanor laughed and opened her bag to pull out her strawberry water. "I apologize, Cherrie! I thought you mean your...not your cat."
"Well of course I'd call my cat my pussy. What else would I call my pussy?"
The women didn't have the heart to answer Cherrie's question. There was a yoo-hoo across the yard. Mavis ran over with Patti, Hope and Betty. "Rosana! Here we are!"
"Mavis??" Eleanor gasped and turned to Rosana. "Ro, you told Mavis about me having the news?"
"Come on, Elle! You can't keep the secret by yourself! It's bound to come out to the community sooner or later. So...why not now?"