Same thing with the cucumber – it's not ready yet. But I do have a few cucumbers in the fridge that I bought at the Huntsville grocery store so I go...in my house with my cell phone. I pull a cucumber out and ask Mr. Perv what he wants me to do with it. Mr. Perv asks me, “Where did you buy that cucumber?” I tell him I bought it at a grocery store. Then Mr. Perv says, “I want you to drive to that grocery store, fuck yourself in the parking lot with it while I listen and then put it back in the. I looked up at the sky in my head i had a off feeling that something was going to happen someday soon. 3 hours and 20 Mtw Dew cans later, my thumbs were starting to feel a bit sore from constant playing and my tummy was starting growl at me like a fierce dog. “Well” I said aloud “guess its time for some dinner”. I grabbed my wallet and my phone and headed out the door. Many options for food and snacks started to swarm my head, I felt like my brain was being overloaded. So i decided to walk to. "For once in your life just shut up and follow along." Mike tells me. I can see a tiny bit of a grin on his mouth. I can't believe it, I have never been so mad at him before. He just nods his head and takes me by the arm. He practically has to push me up the steps. I am now soaking wet and covered in snow and ice. Reaching the front door, Mike opens it and I see a living room full of people. I start shaking as Mike pushes me into the room. "Hey everyone, here's Beth!". I look over at him. I flicked my fingernail against one of the drum’s cymbals. The faint note floated between us. ‘This is impressive. How in heaven’s name did you get the baby grand up the stairs?’ Nate smiled slowly, pleased with himself. ‘With difficulty and help. And a few muttered prayers. Do you play?’ ‘Oh God no,’ I said with a laugh. ‘I’m the least musical person on the planet, I’m afraid. Not for lack of trying though. I was forced into a few years of piano lessons as a child.’ He gestured towards the.