All Chapters of From Underneath the Floorboard: Chapter 1 - Chapter 6

         Some people hated the smell of gasoline not Kat she had always loved the smell.  The smell reminded her of Sundays in the garage with her dad working on that old Chevy Cheville.  That hot rod would eventually be turned into scrap metal in some no name junk yard.  It would be sold for parts, completely gutted by some tweaker looking to make enough to buy a bag of short lived euphoria.  That car on the other hand gave Kat and her father something to talk about other than the divorce.  They would pump gasoline into that thing once a month to see if any of the tinkering her father had done over the week would somehow bring it back to life.  Kats father every weekend would tell her, “Kitten your gonna have the hottest sports car in your senior class, the boys and girls will envy you.”  He would throw her the smile that she was sure her mother had fallen in love with.  His teeth always looked so white in contrast to

          As far as dream locations go, upstate New York was not at the top of Kat’s list.  She had always hoped she would find her forever home somewhere warm.  Preferably with a coast line of white sand and blue water.  But, she was just grateful she would finally be able to call somewhere home.           Robert paid the movers and climbed into the passenger seat.  He had offered to fly the family as he always did.  He had always argued saying, “It is so much easier to fly.” To have the offer quickly denied by Kat.  She loved to drive.  She found peace in leaving miles in the rearview.  She was also a sucker for road side attractions.  Robert use to love them too.  He would laugh at her need for a t-shirt from every stop.  Of course, she needed a shirt from Roswell, New Mexico. No duh, she had to have one with a photo of the biggest ball of yarn.&

Beep beep. Beep beep. Beep beep. 4am.             He always slept through his alarm, or storms, hell a freight train could drive straight through the room and he wouldn’t budge.  So the alarm he set was to wake her up so she could in turn wake him up.  She use to roll over in the morning naked and wake him up how most men dream of starting their day.  But, thing have been different this past year.  Who knows maybe he really was having an affair.  In any case, that was all history now. I wonder how he would react if I gave him the same kind of wake up this morning. It was still dark out being that it was early morning and fall. Fuck it Kat you are married to this man; you do love him.  Take off your damn clothes and go wake up your husband. She dropped her shorts to the ground and pulled off her shirt. She gently clim