APRIL 9th, 2017

Good Evening, tonight you will find the continuation of my Short Story entitled, "HouseCapades" from the Anthology TWISTED SHORTIES II - A.F. Stewart, Editor, and Pam Brittain, Chief Compiler.

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Twisted Shorties II

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Twisted Shorties II

HouseCapades

By René Allen

VINETTE ONE ~ Unaccustomed Business

[ BLOG - continuation of Story ] . . .

*Red type denotes last paragraph where we left off . . .

Sheila Chesney was born on October 10th, at 10:00 am. Therefore, she was willed 1010 HouseCapade Blvd, because not only did the address seem to line up with her, but the street name was fitting for her according to her aunt Mildred. She had always told her that she was born to live a life of escapades. And so it was that this big mansion of a home was left to her care.

940 Tottle was left to her cousin Simone. Simone was born at 9:40 pm, and she

was called the toddler for as long as Sheila could remember.

8850 Needle Point Drive was left to her cousin Natalie, who was an expert at

Needle Point work, and had started knitting and sewing at the age of eight years old.  Natalie just happened to be born at 8:50 am on August 8th, and happened to be fifty years old when 8850 Needle Point Drive was turned over to her possession.  And the story of the Chesney inherited homes went on and on like that for each of the ten nieces and nephews. They were all tailor made for each of them Sheila had always thought.

As Sheila grabbed the largest suitcase out of her Futuristic SUV that had been

designed by her great uncle, Felix Chesney, for Fortunata Motors, she took one long look at the stairs of 1010 from the curb. She noticed that the stairs were always sunny when she arrived, and under the arch was always the place where she'd find veiled mystery awaiting beyond. And, as she looked at the porch from the curb, she could feel the porch beckoning out to her just beyond the bricked front entryway arch. But no matter, Sheila still loved 1010 from a place within her that she could never quite reach.  She always hoped that she'd get to it by coming to 1010, and she really hoped that maybe this might be the visit that would do it.

Whenever she was not at the home, she had a company that would rent it out for

her at her request. And upon her arrival, she'd only have the name or names of the people that the home had been rented to – if any. There were also caretakers that would take care of the interior cleaning and outside yard work and gardening weekly.  They were allowed into the home and were well trusted individuals who had never changed since she had inherited 1010 HouseCapade Blvd.

This visit, Sheila planned to stay for the entire month of February. She was not

expecting her husband at any time, because he loved it when she would leave him.  Plus, he was scheduled to be in Brazil for three weeks, and she was sure that when he got back he'd be glad not to have her around. The feeling was mutual.

Sheila had received an email telling her that she had a scheduled house guest

coming for the month of February. The stay for the house guest would be for an

undefined number of days. Anywhere from one week to the entire month of February. It was dependent upon the finish of a scheduled Project, for which the house guest needed to be secluded from disturbances. 1010 HouseCapade Blvd was the perfect place to get away from the hustle and bustle of life. In her rush to get packed and on her way, Sheila got distracted before she could get to the name of the house guest, but had printed out the email and packed it in her suitcase to read once she arrived at 1010.

After unlocking the door, and stepping into the house, Sheila put her suitcase down in the foyer. She took one look at the bulletin board that was inside the front door to look at the notes that had been left for her by the cleaning staff, the gardener, and the landscapers. Usually, it was only summaries of what they had done for each week, and the billing information, which was standard, unless there was something extra that she wanted done. After looking over all the notes, she took them off the bulletin board, and placed them in her leather designer briefcase.

The house was quiet, and it smelled very good with all of the fresh flower

arrangements scattered around in the various floral spots throughout the first floor of the house. There was a freshness in the house every time she came to stay. The freshness, and the floral smell was always a welcoming sensory experience.

She turned once again to the front door so that she could go back to the SUV to get her other two suitcases which were also on rollers. Once she had gotten them out of the SUV, she locked the vehicle doors with her Fortunata key chain button, and rolled them up the pathway to the front door. Sheila rolled both suitcases into the house, and then she locked the front door securely. She was going up to the third floor of the house by elevator to her favorite Orange Room. Oh, how she loved that room!

The third floor of 1010 was like a home within a home. Not only did it have a

beautiful orange bedroom, it also had a large luscious bathroom, a den, a living room of sorts, a mini library, a fireplace, and it had a tower with a balcony that had eight beautiful columns that were so very enchanting to Sheila. All she could think about was how relaxing the month of February was going to be for her.

Once she had stepped into the quiet elevator with her luggage, Sheila pressed the button to take her to the third floor.

After rolling her luggage into the Orange Room, Sheila immediately thought about

the email that she had printed out that had the information about who the house guest was that would be arriving during her stay at 1010. She unzipped her briefcase to pull the email out of it, sat down on the love seat in the Orange Room, and unfolding it, she read it slowly...at the end of the email was the name of the house guest, and the date and time of arrival...

Quinton Stokes – February 1st, 2014 – 10:00 pm

Sheila almost fainted. She had to catch her breath. Her mind immediately

envisioned Quinton's handsome and striking face. She looked at the clock on the

dresser to see that it was now 8:15 pm. Quinton would be there within two hours time!  Her mind instantly thought about what she would put on. She decided that she would run a fragrant bath and get ready for him. Opening up all of her suitcases one after the other, she pulled everything out, and began to place her clothing and toiletries in the proper places. She placed her briefcase over by the computer desk in the mini library.

She had plenty of time to get ready for Quinton's arrival, so she laid her choices of clothing out on the bed to decide what she would put on. Then she went into the

bathroom to pick the fragrance out that she would use for her bath. Sheila had the most exquisite oil collection. Her candles were also one of her joys whenever she came to 1010. She would line the bath with them, and place them in every room on the third floor. Sheila pulled out her portable tranquility fountain that she had brought along to help relax her during her month-long visit at 1010. Surprisingly, it was a gift to her from her husband. That was the one gift that he had given her that she enjoyed immensely.

While Sheila had never had an affair, she had come very close one time when she had come to 1010 to find the most handsome man she had ever seen in her life staying there for a rental stay. His stay was up just as she was about to lose control of herself.  She was certain that she would have too if he had stayed a few hours longer. His name was Quinton Stokes. She'd never forget him...

Copyright May 2013 by René Allen. All Rights Reserved.

...TO BE CONTINUED...

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See you all back here for more of HouseCapades, and I can't wait to hear your thoughts after you have read the entire Short Story!

Peace, Love & Light,

  René

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