other shows
too," Haley said.
"And I don't think that science
can't explain everything," Peter said."There's loads of stuff
experiments can't measure or explain. Like love."
"Um," Haley said.
Peter moved closer to
Haley.
"What do you think?" Peter
asked.
"Oh brother," Abigail said with a
roll of her eyes.
"Love is a mystery I guess but uh,"
Haley stammered.
"If you saw some magic would you
believe it?" Peter asked.
"Um I guess. I don't really know,"
Haley replied with a shrug.
"There's magic all around us you
know," Peter said.
"Peter that's enough," Abigail
said. "Its late and time for you to go to bed. So, pick up your
IPad and go to bed."
"No Abbie," Peter said. "I'm not
going to bed. I’m not three anymore and you can't make me. Besides,
it's too early and Dad's getting me the new IPad 2 tomorrow so I
don't care about that one."
"Ugh," Abigail huffed.
"Haley," Peter said. "Would you
like to watch Imprisoned International with me? They're doing a
marathon."
"Uh Peter. You don't watch to watch
cartoons or anything like that?” Haley asked.
Peter clapped his hands together
with a grin. He took a few steps back with a cheerful grin in
Haley's direction.
“ Be right back,” Peter
stated.
Peter turned away from Haley. He
clapped his hands while walking from the interior of the room with
a cheerful whistle.
“ Uh,” Haley said turning to
Abigail and looking at her friend with an expression of
disbelief.
“ I told you that kid was weird,”
Abigail said.
“ How old is he?” Haley
asked.
“ Ten going on
thirty," Abigail replied. "You know, I think it's all of those racy
television shows and movies that they show on cable that’s making
these kids go all
reproductive
wonky
at an early
age.”
Abigail moved to the magenta chair.
She fell to her knees and snatched up the bags of crisps, cookie
boxes, juice bottles and liters of soda that lay on the
floor.
“ Reproductive wonky?” Haley asked
with a laugh.
"Yeah, I mean all of this talk
about kissing and things. I mean. When we were ten we had to catch
a boy, body slam him and hold him down if we wanted to kiss him,"
Abigail said.
Abigail rose to her feet. She held
the treats clumsily in her hands and moved to a small circular
table of glass near her. She placed the items onto the table before
snatching a small cookie from one of the dented boxes. She turned
to Haley with a smile.
“ But then again to him we’re the
unattainable older woman,” Abigail said before shoving the cookie
inside her mouth with a loud chomp.
“ We are not. Why are we even
talking about this?” Haley asked.
"Cause its funny," Abigail said
snatching another cookie from the box.
Haley turned away from Abigail. She
glanced around the room and focused her sight on a nearby couch.
She moved to the sofa and fell atop the soft object with a
huff.
"Its not funny," Haley sighed
looking at the TV.
“ You’re right. Let’s talk about
something else,” Abigail said.
Abigail moved away from the table.
She paused in front of the chaise and snatched up the fallen IPad
and three remote controls. She held the remotes in her left hand
and clutched the IPad in her right hand. She raised her thumb
slightly and tapped at the machine's screen.
The monitor flashed to
life.
"I’m surprised the screen isn't
toast," Abigail said."Its still working."
"That's good," Haley
said.
Abigail walked to the snack-filled
table and she placed the IPad onto the counter. She lowered two of
the remote controls onto the snack-filled table before she walked
away from the object. She moved across the room and stopped in
front of the couch.
Abigail grinned at Haley before
turning around, aiming the remote at the TV and falling onto the
couch beside her friend with a musical hum.
The sound of loud rock music poured
from the TV.
"Where are my snacks?" Haley
asked.
"We'll do the snack thing later.
You have got to see the Larsen's kitchen. They've got two fridges
and one of them will like make