Housesitter Page #3

roll down his socks

and tickle his feet.

Anyway,

this is my place.

It's cozy. I like what you did

with the drape thing.

- Yeah, well, I'm no architect.

- It's nice.

I like the way you used

the negative space.

- You're interesting.

- Really?

Yeah, you're so...

average.

Guess you better show me

where your phone is.

Whoa!

I don't have a phone.

What?

Oh, I can't afford it.

I figured I didn't know anybody in town,

so I just didn't get a phone.

But I asked you if I

could use your phone.

- That's not what you asked me.

- That is exactly what I asked.

You did not. You asked me if you

could come up here and sleep with me.

You know that

as well as I do.

You said yes.

May I stay?

Yeah.

Dobb's Mill.

Watch your step getting off.

Thanks.

Bye.

- Hi, Mary.

- Hi, Dave.

Milk, juice...

cereal and bread.

So, Hazel,

we're lookin' at $23.85.

Should I put that on your account?

- Thank you, Travis.

- Okey-doke.

- Hey, best to Stuey.

- All right.

Potato, tomato,

avocado,

pint of ice cream

and steak.

So, miss, we're

lookin' at $34.63.

Right. Put that on the

Newton Davis account, please.

- I beg your pardon?

- Newton Davis, 611 Hillside.

I know Davis,

but he doesn't have an account here.

- Wait, you're Travis, right?

- And you are?

Yeah, he told me

about this store.

Great place! It reminds me

of when I was growing up.

My grandfather had a store just like

this in a little town in Ohio.

Uh-huh?

And your relation to Davis is?

Oh, gosh,

where do I begin?

It all happened

so fast.

I mean, well, I came here really just

to get the house together and everything.

He doesn't even know

that I'm here.

I told him I went to see my sister

because she was pregnant in Toledo.

I thought it would be

so great to surprise him,

which I hope I do.

I met him and then

he said to me...

what a great little town

this was...

and what a fabulous house he built

and the truth is, I'm his wife.

You're telling me,

you and him are hitched?

Yeah. I hardly

believe it myself.

Excuse me.

Excuse me.

- Hi. I'm sorry.

- Hi.

I couldn't help

but hear.

- You're married to Newton Davis?

- Yeah.

- I'm Becky.

- Becky?

- Metcalf.

- Becky Metcalf?

Oh, Davis told me

all about you.

I'm Gwen.

Did he tell you about me?

- No, I didn't even know he was married.

- Oh, well!

We really haven't told anybody yet.

It was kind of that crazy thing we did.

We did it on the

spur of the moment.

That's Davis.

- Hi, Becky.

- Hi, Marge.

- Tell me, how is he doing?

- Oh, he's great.

Well, you know.

He's such a fabulous guy.

Nowadays, it's hard to tell if a guy's

gonna be there when you wake up.

And you're living

in "the" house?

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