Categotry Archives: Suzie’s House
Suzie’s House 13: Of Duty and Honor
Drew was driving down West Washington about the time Vin was walking into the cab company to pick up his ride. Though Drew knew he’d be sitting a while, he wanted to be sure he was in place before Vin attracted attention. So he found a likely spot near the bottom of the hill on West Washington just past Proudfit and parallel parked. “You like Suzie” echoed in his head about a dozen times. He could still see Vin’s smug […]
Suzie’s House 12: All In A Day’s Work
Vin twisted around so he could sling one arm across the back of his kitchen chair. His other hand toyed with his coffee cup. With a belly full of pancake and what he’d witnessed that morning he was feeling no pain. Suzie had cleared the breakfast table and Miranda gone off to work leaving Vin and Drew still sitting. Vin tried not to smile, but it was damn hard when he felt so good. Still, he managed to keep from […]
Suzie’s House 11: Good Morning
Suzie gave Ben a quick kiss on the forehead as she handed him a nylon, thermal lunch box. “Mom,” Ben wriggled his shoulders uncomfortably. “Don’t do that.” He looked past her shoulder. Following his gaze, Suzie glanced down the hall running the length of the house right down the middle from the front door to the utility room. Drew stood at the opposite end, over by entry to the kitchen. “Ah,” Suzie said knowingly. So Ben didn’t want Drew […]
Suzie’s House 10 : Rub A Dub Dub
Miranda lifted a hand out of the tub, letting the water trickle down her arm and sighed. She loved this old claw-foot bathtub. It had a high back, claw feet, and an old fashioned faucet complete with porcelain handles. She felt like a real lady with her hair piled on top of her head and the water fragrant with lavender bath salts. Everything had worked out perfectly. She had Vin and Drew and Suzie and herself all together in one […]
Suzie’s House 9: Dinner!
Drawn by the smell of Italian food – garlic and tomato and bell pepper – Drew drifted into the kitchen. That afternoon Suzie had said the hamburger in the glorified crock pot would be supper. He guessed she’d turned it into spaghetti and meatballs. She stood at the sink, spilling the contents of a stockpot into a strainer. Spaghetti. Bingo. But where were the meat balls? Though her arms held steady, they were trim enough to make her look delicate, […]
Suzie’s House 8: If You Can’t Stand The Heat, What Are You Doing In The Kitchen
Suzie put two pounds of hamburger in the slow cooker, thought again, and added another pound. With any luck the spaghetti sauce she made today would last a couple of meals, buying her enough time in which to figure out what sort of food she should be making. . Glancing at the clock, she decided to make refrigerator soup for her lunch. She could do it quickly, which agreed with her stomach as it was already well past noon. With […]
Suzie’s House 7: There’s No Place Like Home
Suzie sat at the desk in the little alcove of her office. Sunlight poured through the windows in the rounded walls making the small office warm and inviting. She could see traffic pass, when she chose to look through the windows. Instead she stared at the checkbook which sat on the desk along with a pile of bills. She tried to ignore the thumping and bumping from the rooms overhead by focusing on the bills she could now pay. It […]
Suzie’s House 6: Back to Work
The tour of Suzie’s house ended right where it had begun. In the kitchen. Drew watched Suzie move to the stove where something good was cooking and turn all the burners back on. Conscientious woman, Suzie Hammacker. Drew liked that about her. Miranda, dressed in black leather and thigh-high boots, leaned against the counter to talk to Suzie. Lots of sex appeal there. Good fling material, were he so inclined. “I need to talk to you. In private.” Vin’s voice […]
Suzie’s House 5: …. Or Completely Devastated.
“What do you mean Drew has to move in too?” Vin knew Miranda had an interest Drew, but he’d hoped it was one of her passing crazes. They walked down Brearly toward East Washington. Sitting on The Isthmus in the heart of Madison Wisconsin, Brearly ran only a few blocks long with one end at Lake Mendota and the other at Lake Monona. A relatively quiet street, lined with small, hundred year old houses on one side and a baseball […]
Suzie’s House 4: … Or Broken….
When Vin brought his limping taxi into the Capital Cabs garage, the left fender rubbed the tire, the muffler scraped the ground noisily, and the right rear view mirror hung by a wire. At least Vin hoped the mirror still hung there. Considering the way it had flopped around during the worst of it, the mirror might be long gone. The smell of gasoline and oil assailed him as he got out from behind the wheel. . “Vinny, Vinny, Vinny. […]
Suzie’s House 3: Rules Are Made to Be Bent…
Miranda balanced precariously in her wonderfully wild, high heel shoes as she crouched down to put an arm across her best friend’s shoulders. She tuned out the homey kitchen, the smell of soup, and the ticking of the clock which marked the seconds until Suzie’s son came home from middle-school, claiming his mother’s full attention. “Face it Suzie-Woozie. It’s take me in or lose the house.” She watched Suzie’s plain, make-up-deficient face for any sign of resignation. As soon as […]
Suzie’s House 2: Friend or Roommate?
“Um… Miranda, you know I love you even better than my own sister, but I don’t think we should try to live together again.” Suzie’s voice came out a little too tight and a little too controlled, which never worked well on Miranda. She caught herself rubbing the pristine kitchen table as if to clean it and made herself stop. “Why not?” Miranda pulled her head back enough to tell Suzie she had taken offense. Her bleached and pink-streaked hair […]
Suzie’s House 1: A Matter of Economics
Welcome to Suzie’s House. This is a serial that posts every Friday. To see the following week’s post, click the link at the bottom. Suzie stirred the stew, sending up inviting whafts of basil, thyme, and onion. Wisps of steam from the stock pot spread the scent throughout the kitchen. Suzie paused to take in the warmth and beauty of her kitchen, a long last look before she lost everything. Light-yellow walls she had painted herself, oak cabinets she had […]
