April West was woken up at 7am, on a Sunday, by the sound of hammering next door. Now, she wasn’t the type to get angry about something like that the first time. And it was nice that someone had finally moved into that house next door. It was starting to get dilapidated and she worried it would become a shelter for raccoons.
So…she fixed herself up, put on some cookies, marched up to the door, and put on her most welcoming smile as she wrang the doorbell and…nothing. Literally nothing. The doorbell didn’t work.
So she had to call out over the sound of hammering to get her new neighbors attention. No way knocking would be heard. “Hello? Someone in there?” She peered around, noticing a cherry red vintage Cadillac in the driveway.
Obviously someone was in there, doing all the banging. But not anyone like she expected.
It was one of the tallest women April had ever seen. She wasn’t THAT remarkably tall. ‘Only’ 6 feet tall, but her broad shoulders, enormous hair and enormous…other features made her take up and especially large amount of room.
“Oh hey, you must be the neighbors!” She said in a bright, nasaly voice, drenched in a New York accent, smiling between the nails held in her teeth. This enormous handywoman was dressed in overalls with a toolbelt and thick heavy workboots and gloves, which she took off to offer a handshake.
That caught April off guard a little. “Um…Hi…yes, I’m your neighbor, April West. I live right over there.” She pointed to the closest house.
“Oh hey, look at that. And you brought cookies! How Sweet!” She gushed. “I’m Sam.” Then, without pausing the pace of the conversation at all, she turned her head and shouted. “HEY LIV! WANT TO MEET THE NEIGHBORS?”
April tensed a little at the screaming, but instantly melted when she saw the mousy long haired girl in a t-shirt and underpants wiping sleep from her eyes.
“Livvie?”
“...Ms. West? Hi!”
They quickly shared an awkward hug before Livvie ducked back inside to escape the cold morning air.
“I had no idea we were going to be neighbors!” April cooed enthusiastically.
“You two know each other?” Sam asked, feeling out of the loop.
“Yeah, she’s like, my best friend’s cousin’s mom.”
“Ah, well any best friend’s cousin’s mom of Liv is a best friend’s cousin’s mom of mine.” Sam sad happily.
A realization began dawning on April. “Does that make you too erm…”
Sam pulled a protective arm around Olivia. “Girlfriends.”
“Ah! Girlfriends!” April said, smiling awkwardly. “You know, I’m glad. I had heard you were ‘out’ Livvie and I’m just so…glad,and proud, of both of you.”
“Right, well…” Sam had no idea what do with that.
“How long have you two known each other?” April asked excitedly.
“I dunno like…6 weeks? Something like that.” Olivia answered, groggily.
April blinked. “Isn’t that a little fast?”
They both shrugged.
“Not that I disapproved or anything I just–wow.”
“Yeah, wow.” Sam tried desperately to change the topic. “Oh hey, you brought cookies! You want some cookies, Liv? You should come over tonight, Ms. West, I’m making Sunday Gravy!”
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