Jean, his Step-mom's younger sister, arrived at the house bright and early on Saturday morning.
"Hi squirt," she said. Rick didn't resent the slam it was a nickname she had given him when he was born. At the time, she was six and thought the name was cute. They had always been closer than most nephews and aunts, with a typical little girl thought process she felt it was her duty to help take care of him. "Hi Jean," his Step-mom and he said in uniStep-son. "What's up?" his Step-mom added.
"Don't you two remember, you promised to help me take some furniture out to the storage shed at Mom and Dad's farm. Didn't you have some too Terri?"
"Oh, I completely forgot, but it doesn't matter for it's all separated in the back bedroom." She turned to her Step-son. "Can you help Rick?"
"Yeah," He s
