Ty & Cinda, A Tale of Forbidden Love - S01 E28

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Ty & Cinda, A Tale of Forbidden Love - S01 E28

Read Story: SEASON 1 EPISODE 28

carried everything in from the truck while Cinda phoned Monroe, making arrangements to get together for dinner. "Tell him to bring a date," I called out as began to inflate the air bed we'd use tonight until our furniture was delivered tomorrow. I placed it and Fred's bed in the master bedroom then Cinda helped me make the bed with sheets, blanket and pillows. Only when we were done did we realize that we had nowhere to sit other than the floor. Cinda hugged me as we laughed at our obvious failure to recognize even that basic need. Leaving Fred in the house we drove to Home Depot where we bought some plastic lawn chairs then it was off to COSTCO where I bought a large screen TV and a wall mount. I spent about two hours that afternoon mounting the TV on the living room wall and connecting to the cable. I was done just before five and we were just about to relax when the doorbell rang.

As expected, it was Monroe-and his date. I almost fainted when I saw who it was. I led them into the living room. "Juanita!" Cinda was ecstatic. "You and Monroe? That's incredible!"

"I told you I thought she was really hot and she's even hotter now that she's an incoming freshman." Monroe had a huge smile on his face as he hugged his sister. "You look really great, Cin. I guess this white boy is taking real good care of you." He laughed as we joined him. We all knew how much Monroe loved Cinda-and me, too. "Hey guys, I just love what you've done with the place-great furniturel"

"You can just sit on the floor, Monroe," Cinda told him laughingly. We sat and talked until I asked where they wanted to go for dinner.

"How about a seafood buffet," Juanita asked. "There's a great one just the other side of campus."

"Okay with me so long as I don't have to eat one of those red spiders." They all laughed, but I continued, "I was being serious."

"Speaking of serious, let's drive past the Maravich Arena on the way." I gave Monroe a questioning look, but he just said, "Trust me. It's something you'll want to see." We left around 5:45, climbing took Fred into the house to look around while I removed his bowls and the rubber mat we always used to contain water he spilled while drinking. I turned on the air conditioning and opened the taps to flush the pipes before drinking from them. Cinda turned on the refrigerator and freezer. We threw the first ice cubes made into the sink. Cinda put Fred out into the back yard. It had been sprayed by an exterminator last week and would be every month we lived there.

I carried everything in from the truck while Cinda phoned Monroe, making arrangements to get together for dinner. "Tell him to bring a date," I called out as began to inflate the air bed we'd use tonight until our furniture was delivered tomorrow. I placed it and Fred's bed in the master bedroom then Cinda helped me make the bed with sheets, blanket and pillows. Only when we were done did we realize that we had nowhere to sit other than the floor. Cinda hugged me as we laughed at our obvious failure to recognize even that basic need. Leaving Fred in the house we drove to Home Depot where we bought some plastic lawn chairs then it was off to COSTCO where I bought a large screen TV and a wall mount. I spent about two hours that afternoon mounting the TV on the living room wall and connecting to the cable. I was done just before five and we were just about to relax when the doorbell rang.

As expected, it was Monroe-and his date. I almost fainted when I saw who it was. I led them into the living room. "Juanita!" Cinda was ecstatic. "You and Monroe? That's incredible!"

"I told you I thought she was really hot and she's even hotter now that she's an incoming freshman." Monroe had a huge smile on his face as he hugged his sister. "You look really great, Cin. I guess this white boy is taking real good care of you." He laughed as we joined him. We all knew how much Monroe loved Cinda-and me, too. "Hey guys, I just love what you've done with the place-great furniturel"

"You can just sit on the floor, Monroe," Cinda told him laughingly. We sat and talked until I asked where they wanted to go for dinner.

"How about a seafood buffet," Juanita asked. "There's a great one just the other side of campus."

"Okay with me so long as I don't have to eat one of those red spiders." They all laughed, but I continued, "I was being serious."

"Speaking of serious, let's drive past the Maravich Arena on the way." I gave Monroe a questioning look, but he just said, "Trust me. It's something you'll want to see." We left around 5:45, climbing into Monroe's new compact a gift from Momma and her Inheritance. He drove us a bit out of the way, taking a detour around the arena. There, hanging almost the entire height of the building was a huge banner of me taking a long jump shot in my hundred-point game. Beneath it was a single word-TYI-and the number 101. I was overwhelmed and embarrassed. Cinda was thrilled.

We had a great time and I was surprised that several people at the restaurant recognized me the price, I assumed of having a huge banner with your name and picture. I had to turn down offers for free dinners. "Thanks, but I can't accept-NCAA regulations," I explained.

Cinda and I listened as Juanita explained how she and Monroe had become an item since the wedding. "It was a bit of a struggle the last two years when was so far away, but now that I'm a student here I'm looking forward to having a great time...but only after we're finished studying. Nothing's getting in the way of my education-not even you, Monroe."

I treated to dinner, of course. I knew Monroe was almost broke- NCAA regulations once again. We returned to the house around 8:30, not detouring by the arena, thank God. I fed Fred and we retired to the living room to watch a baseball game on TV, relaxing as much as we could on the plastic chairs. I had enjoyed baseball as a kid, but I couldn't hit a curveball if my life depended on it. Once I began to strike out all the time switched full-time to basketball. That was back in fifth grade. I made the change then and I'd never looked back. We had a great time that night, but Cinda and I were taken aback when Monroe asked if they could stay over.

"You know we don't have any furniture, Monroe, Cinda told her brother. "We're sleeping on an air bed. You'd have to sleep on the floor."

"That's okay, Cinda," Juanita told her. "If you have an extra sheet and blanket I'm sure we can make do. Anything would be better than the backseat of Monroe's car." Cinda looked at me and I nodded with a smile. We set up what we had in the second bedroom. It shared a bathroom with the smaller third that we'd use as a study center. We even gave them one of our pillows and a couple of bath towels.

Cinda always slept with her head on my shoulder. We retired with Fred to our bedroom, laughing once the door was closed and locked.

"Were we that obvious, Ty?"