The Sims: Complete Collection (2005)

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"Come on home," Louis said. "I've got chili on the stove."

"I am beat. We got as far as Boston with no problem. We changed planes with no problem. We took off with no problem. But as the plane is banking over the city, Gage looks down and says, 'Pretty, pretty,' and then whoopses all over himself."

Rachel came up then, her traveling bag and pocketbook slung over one arm, Gage's diaper bag slung over the other. I'LL BE A BIG BOY SOON was printed on the side of the diaper bag, a sentiment probably meant more to cheer up the parents than the diaper-wearing child. She looked like a professional photographer at the end of a long, grueling assignment.

Louis bent between his two kids and planted a kiss on her mouth. "Hi."

It turned out to be a virus after all.

"Why, Church is fine, honey," Louis said slowly.

Yes, he's fine. He lies around the house all day long and looks at me with those strange, muddy eyes-as if he'd seen something that had blasted away most of whatever intelligence a cat has. He's just great. 1 put him out with a broom at night because I don't like to touch him. I just kind of sweep at him with it and he goes. And the other day when 1 opened the door, Ellie, he had a mouse-or what was left of it. He'd strewed the guts hell to breakfast. And speaking of breakfast, I skipped mine that morning. Otherwise- "He's just fine."

"Daddy, how's Church?" Ellie asked as he set her down. It was a question Louis had expected, but not Ellie's anxious face, and the deep worry line that appeared between her dark blue eyes. Louis frowned and then glanced at Rachel.

They had gotten as far as the station wagon in the parking lot when Gage began saying "Pretty, pretty," in a strange, hiccupping voice. This time he whoopsed all over Louis, who had put on a new pair of double-knit slacks for the plane-meeting occasion. Apparently Gage thought pretty was the code word for I've got to throw up now, so sorry, stand clear.

"Come on home," Louis said. "I've got chili on the stove."

"Why, Church is fine, honey," Louis said slowly.

Rachel was carrying Gage in her arms, and he saw Louis when Ellie shouted. "Dayeee Dayeee"

"Chiwwi" Gage screamed in Louis's other ear, which at least equalized the ringing on," Louis said. "Let's get your suitcases and blow this joint.

They had gotten as far as the station wagon in the parking lot when Gage began saying "Pretty, pretty," in a strange, hiccupping voice. This time he whoopsed all over Louis, who had put on a new pair of double-knit slacks for the plane-meeting occasion. Apparently Gage thought pretty was the code word for I've got to throw up now, so sorry, stand clear.

"Too many turkey sandwiches after the big day, that's my guess," Rachel said. "She had a bout of diarrhea too. Set her mind at rest, Louis, and let's get out of this airport. I've seen enough airports in the last week to last me for at least five years."

"Chili" Ellie screamed in Louis's ear, transported with delight and excitement.

"Hi, Doe," she said, and smiled.

"Were you?" Louis asked, and smiled. "Dreams are funny, aren't they?"

"Come on, gang," Louis said, and they started down to the baggage area.

"Were you?" Louis asked, and smiled. "Dreams are funny, aren't they?"

She ran up the jet way toward him, weaving in and out between deplaning passengers like a quarterback on a keeper play. Most of them stood aside, grinning. Louis was a little embarrassed by her ardor, but he felt a large, stupid grin spreading across his own face just the same.

"Were you?" Louis asked, and smiled. "Dreams are funny, aren't they?"

"Come on home," Louis said. "I've got chili on the stove."

"Chiwwi" Gage screamed in Louis's other ear, which at least equalized the ringing on," Louis said. "Let's get your suitcases and blow this joint.

Yes, he's fine. He lies around the house all day long and looks at me with those strange, muddy eyes-as if he'd seen something that had blasted away most of whatever intelligence a cat has. He's just great. 1 put him out with a broom at night because I don't like to touch him. I just kind of sweep at him with it and he goes. And the other day when 1 opened the door, Ellie, he had a mouse-or what was left of it. He'd strewed the guts hell to breakfast. And speaking of breakfast, I skipped mine that morning. Otherwise- "He's just fine."

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