She look at the house it would need lots of work to be livable. Walking inside she saw that first it needed a good cleaning. She went around the place checking to see just what needed work and what didn't. The lights were working and so was the water. Grabbing the broom she began sweeping the floors, once she had all the trash cleaned up she filled a bucket with water and started mopping the floors. She waited for the floor to dry. A knock came at the front door. Opening the door she saw a man standing there.
"Miss, the sheriff asked me to deliver your car here," he told her.
"Thank you, Sir," she said.
"Just call me Fredy, Mam, everyone else does, I run the garage in town." he said then left. Going out to the car to get the rest of her stuff, she noticed a dark colored car parked down the road from her house.
"Shit how the hell did he find me." she said to her self. Reaching in her pocket to find a slip of paper, she called the sheriff's office and told them that her ex husband was sitting down the street and someone needed to come out and move him away from her house. She went back inside and waited. After 20 minutes he was still sitting there so she call the sheriff at his home number he had given her.
"Hello, yes this is Sara Mcfee. I called your office about 20 minutes ago to report that my ex is sitting down the street from my house. No one has come out here, and now I want someone to please come out and take him away he's now sitting in my front yard and won't leave. Ok thank you David." she said then hung up the phone. 10 minutes later a knock came at her back door. Wondering who that could be she left the living room and answered the door. Opening it she saw the sheriff standing there.
"Hi that was quick, but how did you get here?" she ask.
"Tell you later is he still sitting there?" he said. She nodded her head and he went into the living room. He saw him sitting on her front lawn, grabbing the phone he called the station house.
"What the hell are doing there Grace? Well put him on the phone. Yes, Get your fucking dick out of her and get your ass here, 1215 Sunset, you have 5 minutes or you're fired boy." he said and hung up the phone.
"Sorry Sara my ex way laid him, he'll be here or else." he told her. He paced the floors.
"David what's wrong?" she asked him.
"House looks better what did you do?" he ask.
"Just a good old fashion cleaning that's all, I wanted to go to the store and get some sheets and stuff but he's out there and I don't want to talk to him ever again.
