| Old Friends |
"Here you are, Mrs. Yokas. Do you need anything else?" the nurse asked nervously looking back
and forth down the path.
"No, I'll be fine. Come back in an hour or so," Faith replied, smirking knowingly. "He should be
here any minute, so you better get going."
Before the nurse could reply, a scooter going far too fast burst onto the path in front of the bench.
With a yelp, the nurse took off in the opposite direction. "Almost got her. Hey, Faith, how's it
goin'?"
"You know, Bos, you really should stop terrorizing the nurses. Aren't you ever gonna grow up?"
"Little late for that, don't you think?" Bosco remarked as he settled next to Faith on the bench. "I'm
82 years old, Faith. The day I stop chasing the nurses is the day I die of boredom. Anyway, that
one over there - I can tell she wants me. It's only a matter of time before the Boscorelli charm
overwhelms her."
Faith tried to stifle her laughter, but it was no use. She laughed so hard she had to lean her shoulder
against his or fall over.
"What the hell are you laughin' at? It's true. You should see the way she looks at me when we're
alone." Bosco smiled, pleased with himself over making Faith laugh. She didn't laugh enough in his
opinion. "She gets this real intense look in her eye."
"Yeah, I'll bet. It's probably fear you'll pinch her again," Faith said when she finally caught her
breath. Bosco was notorious around the complex for smacking and pinching the backsides of
unsuspecting nurses.
"Whatever, you'll see just wait. Are Charlie and Emily coming by today? Em said she'd bring me
some of those cookies I like."
"Bosco, you know good and well they were just here day before yesterday. See the cookies are in
the basket," Faith said, pointing at the container on the scooter.
"Oh, yeah right. I knew that. Let's go see what Sully's doin'," Bosco replied while standing up from
the bench.
Faith rolled her eyes in exasperation. Always on the move. "Can't we just sit here for awhile? I'm
not ready to start chasing you around the park yet."
"How many times do I have to tell ya? You could always ride with me," Bosco replied turning to
help Faith up.
"I don't think so. I saw you and your grandson working on that thing. Knowing you two, you
probably put a turbo charger on it," Faith stood reluctantly. "Anyway, it's only for one person."
Bosco turned on that irresistible smile of his before wagging his eyebrows. "You could sit on my
lap."
"Have I told you to grow up yet today?"
and forth down the path.
"No, I'll be fine. Come back in an hour or so," Faith replied, smirking knowingly. "He should be
here any minute, so you better get going."
Before the nurse could reply, a scooter going far too fast burst onto the path in front of the bench.
With a yelp, the nurse took off in the opposite direction. "Almost got her. Hey, Faith, how's it
goin'?"
"You know, Bos, you really should stop terrorizing the nurses. Aren't you ever gonna grow up?"
"Little late for that, don't you think?" Bosco remarked as he settled next to Faith on the bench. "I'm
82 years old, Faith. The day I stop chasing the nurses is the day I die of boredom. Anyway, that
one over there - I can tell she wants me. It's only a matter of time before the Boscorelli charm
overwhelms her."
Faith tried to stifle her laughter, but it was no use. She laughed so hard she had to lean her shoulder
against his or fall over.
"What the hell are you laughin' at? It's true. You should see the way she looks at me when we're
alone." Bosco smiled, pleased with himself over making Faith laugh. She didn't laugh enough in his
opinion. "She gets this real intense look in her eye."
"Yeah, I'll bet. It's probably fear you'll pinch her again," Faith said when she finally caught her
breath. Bosco was notorious around the complex for smacking and pinching the backsides of
unsuspecting nurses.
"Whatever, you'll see just wait. Are Charlie and Emily coming by today? Em said she'd bring me
some of those cookies I like."
"Bosco, you know good and well they were just here day before yesterday. See the cookies are in
the basket," Faith said, pointing at the container on the scooter.
"Oh, yeah right. I knew that. Let's go see what Sully's doin'," Bosco replied while standing up from
the bench.
Faith rolled her eyes in exasperation. Always on the move. "Can't we just sit here for awhile? I'm
not ready to start chasing you around the park yet."
"How many times do I have to tell ya? You could always ride with me," Bosco replied turning to
help Faith up.
"I don't think so. I saw you and your grandson working on that thing. Knowing you two, you
probably put a turbo charger on it," Faith stood reluctantly. "Anyway, it's only for one person."
Bosco turned on that irresistible smile of his before wagging his eyebrows. "You could sit on my
lap."
"Have I told you to grow up yet today?"
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