Genesis To Genius

Chapter 62 (cont'd)
Autumn Monday turned into autumn Tuesday. After a morning of creative genius writing, Simmy strapped on her roller blades and went for a 'roll stroll.' She spotted a Grandpa and grandson playing on a front yard. The Grandpa paused. The grandson paused,...
closely watching his hero.
Grandpa made eye contact with Simmy. Then...
"Go, go, go..." He hollered out some encouragement.
Simmy laughed joyously in the simple engaging of this moment.
"Thank you," she hollered back. "I love it! Cheer me on!"
After the invigorating exercise, she went for tea to Deborah's house.
The computer rang!
"Oh!" Deborah hopped up with anticipation.
"It's my daughter," she exclaimed excitedly.
A skype from Cairo... a Mom and daughter communication. Deborah pulled up a chair and included Simmy. Generous and sweet!
The after school kids came busting through the door shortly after that and the energy level cranked right up.
"Simmy," Rayyah jumped into the room and burst her arms up in welcome.
Then she hunched down and came towards Simmy holding out just one finger and touched her forefinger to Simmys' forefinger.
"The finger of God painting," Simmy burst out.
Deborah corrected, "Isn't that painting called 'The Creation of Adam?'"
"Oh, you may be right! It's part of the nine scenes from Genesis painted on the ceiling of the Sistine Chapel."
Deborah got up to do her dinner prep and Simmy jumped up too.
"I need to go make dinner as well. I'll see you Thursday for that shopping trip."
Simmy was out the door and on her bike in a jiffy.
She lived just around the corner and was parking her bike in the back yard, when...
"Oh!" She exclaimed as she passed the wall of sweet peas and saw Sam on a ladder clipping the fragrant blossoms.
Simmy grabbed her camera and quickly caught a couple of shots before Sam threatened, "Don't take a picture of my cowlick and post it!"
"I won't," Simmy promised.
She held the photo up for her grumpy prince to 'okay.'
"See, you can't even see the cowlick. Every woman will be envious of me now. A man who climbs a ladder to pick his wife a bouquet of sweet peas."
Sigh
"So Romantic!"