It was two in the morning. Jennifer was getting sleepy. She had just about lost any lingering desire to persuade her brother Freddy into becoming her floormat. He had been talking, nonstop, for hours. He needed to convince his sister that He was truly his sister’s milder half, and that Shannon could not be whole, or content, until they were permanently reunited. His twin must accept him as her mat. On and on he went, determined, it appeared, that he would not stop until he had enlisted Jennifer in his cause. This seemed pretty silly to Jennifer. But she had decided that two people so intense probably deserved each other. She also decided that when she got her own advanced mat, that they could leave the talking part out. She still lay with her feet comfortably in Freddy’s lap. The idea of poking her toes between his lips still appealed, but not so much to tease him into submitting to her. The idea was rather to shut him up. Jennifer stretched and yawned.
“Look, Freddy, this makes zero sense to me. But if you really would rather belong to Shannon, instead of having me play with you, then I’ll try to help you. Don’t start in again. Yes, I know, you were put on this earth to be the yin to her yang, or something like that. As far as I’m concerned, you’re just as likely on this earth to keep my feet warm. And I’ll just bet I could convince you and your own little yinyang that I’m right. But, I’m too tired to argue. So, how can I help you with Shannon?” Continue reading “A Million Dollar Floormat – Chapter 5 5 (1)“
