LUVERNE

Luverne wiped off the counter after dinner. Her hair pulled neatly back and a cigarette hanging from her lips. Grape juice stains!!! Somehow they have a way of never coming out of anything. She scrubbed away at the old stain dropping tiny bits of cigarette ash here and there.

"I picked up the dry-cleaning today. It's in the bedroom." she said to Hank as she continued scrubbing.

"Mmmmm." said Hank half heartedly.

Luverne poured some cleanser on the stain and continued working. A little bead of sweat formed on her forehead. She brushed it with the back of her hand.

"I bought those frozen burritos you like. They are in the fridge." Luverne added.

"Mmmmm." Hank nodded absently.

Luverne rinsed off the counter and dried her hands. Picking up her car keys she walked towards the door.

"Scissors are in the Volvo" she said as she walked out and closed the door.

"MMMMMM!!!" Hank uttered.

And with that, he wondered exactly how long it would take him to get to the Volvo with his hands and feet tied together, not to mention, removing the duct tape over his mouth.