The Missing Credit
Card
Kristy
Elijah pulling the car
in the driveway thought about their vacation at the
resort as he was walking down to the mailbox getting the mail.
Elijah and Zay have
been home now for a few months and things were going well with their marriage.
They both had agreed that going to TLR was a great idea and taking the classes
were very helpful. They met couples that are in the same relationship as them.
Once he had the mail,
Elijah headed back to their home.
“It sure smells good
in here. What are you making?” he asked as he leaned into Zay planting
a kiss on his soft lips.
“It does indeed.” Zay
agreed. “Bar-b-que ribs, bake beans and peach pie for dessert.”
“Sounds yummy.” Elijah
answered his young brat.
Zay held his breath
all the while Elijah was in the kitchen hoping his credit card wasn't brought
up. He had to think of a way to tell Elijah how he was buying everything
from clothes to camping gear which totaled up $600.00. He went to the snack
cabinet pulled out an empty sugar container to see if his credit card was still
there. He made sure Elijah wasn't around then opened the lid. Zay took
a second look and to his surprise the container was empty. “Dang,
it's gone” he said loudly.
“Are you looking for
this?” Elijah demanded, waving the credit card in the air they both shared.
“Ahh, no not really.
Why do you ask?”
“Well, it seems with
all the mail and phone calls from the bank in the last few weeks since we've
been home I decided to check your balance.” Elijah answered. “And then
phone call I received this morning at work today confirmed that you as having a
problem.” Elijah explained none too happy.
“Oh.” Zay said then
everything became quiet.
“Ok, Zay since you
can't remember to keep track of our credit card, I myself have decided do
something that I’ve never done before for your punishment.”
Elijah went to
the kitchen junk drawer pulled out notebook and a pen and sat down. He pulled
out a chair snapping his fingers and pointed. “Sit down please we have
lots to discuss.”
Zay sat and Elijah
continued, “Here's what's going to happen, while we are here sitting at the
table we're going to go over some things and I want you to write them down. I
made one earlier so we have two copies.”
“Elijah, really I'm
sorry. I just lost track when the bill due.”
“Oh, I see.” Elijah
said. “So you decided to hide it so I wouldn't find it. Is that
right Zay?” he demanded.
“Ahh, yeah” Zay
answered.
“Ahh, that's what I
thought.” The top said. “So Zay I want you to copy down what I have
written here on paper. And then I want it hung on the refrigerator.”
Here's what's what I
wrote.
1. Take Zay's phone away.
2. Put all videos, all trains, designer clothes
in one closet with a lock. Do this as soon as this list is done.
3. Label each item with a certain number of
chores Zay will have to complete in order to get his phone and other items
back. And then his credit card back.
4. Give him the basic necessities to survive,
like a bar of soap, deodorant and toothbrush. Also give him three outfits
from Target of my choice.
5. Put a huge lock on the closet to send the
message.
“So young man,” Elijah
said, as he grabbed the notebook and slid it across the table in front of Zay.
“You have two hours.”
‘‘Really Elijah you
got to be kidding. This is just plain not going to happen.”
Elijah pushed back the
chair he was sitting on and came around to the side of Zay's chair and lifted
him up and turned him sideways and landed three hard swats to Zay's backside
and plunked him back down.
“You have one hour to
get this done.”
“Yes sir.” Zay said as
the tears started.
Zay picked up the
pencil that was near his bottle of water. He began writing the list that
Elijah had given him.
Cleaning up the
kitchen Elijah dried the last dish and put it away. Then he went up to Zay
squeezing his shoulders and leaned in giving his brat a kiss on the lips and
whispered, “Finish up babe and come up to bed with the list in hand.”
Returning the kiss,
Zay finally said what needed to say. “Um, sorry about the credit card.”
Giving Zay the
approval that he was forgiven, they both walked up the stairs to bed.
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