No More Waiting, She Chooses Love

Chapter 89



"Stuck solid!"

"It's been rusted for years."

"The ground's raised too, burying the tap deep down."

...

The onlookers chattered among themselves, but my gaze was fixed on Ernest.

I hadn't expected him to lay flat on the ground, his temples and arms bulging with veins from the effort, a testament to his strength.

Yet, despite his attempts, the tap remained unmoved, his face turning a shade of red from the strain...

"Young man, don't bother yourself any further. We've already had a few burly men try their hand at it," Ethel, our neighbor, called out to Ernest, noticing his exertion and offering a word of caution.

My heart went out to him, "Ernest, let's leave it. I'll call someone."

No sooner had I spoken than I saw Ernest relax, "Alright then."

dirt on

pair of wet shoes, "Maybe wait till

glanced at my shoes, saying,

"Oh, no,

aware that we had

"I'll go

the keys from my

shock racing through me. It was like being struck by lightning. It

were

grown up together, where

norm, so I never experienced that spark of

I think I understood what Conrad meant when

his way upstairs, the water splashing under his

watched him until the neighbor asked, "Sweetheart, is that your boyfriend? He

getting dirty, diving

don't see many like him these days; you're

and my

I followed upstairs.

where Ernest was working on

was right; after so many years, corrosion was