It was a moment I had been waiting for all evening. I was sitting on the couch longwise looking out the window wistfully as I listened to Twilight on my iPod. Around the corner, down the street, turned a car on 13th Avenue passing the drug dealer's house to my right. I waited a moment making sure it was Charlie before exuberantly crying loudly, "CHARLIE'S HERE!!!" for Maggie's sake. I could hear Maggie bound off the bed whimpering as she turned the corner into the den - sliding as she quickly strode.
"Uncle Charlie's here," I said again as Maggie looked out the window and yelped with glee and joy.
"Hey Andrew," Charlie said warmly as he walked across my yard after parking out front. Charlie always calls me affectionately by my middle name and not my first name.
I was standing at the door with the screen door closed so Maggie couldn't get out in her excitement. Maggie barked the good bark uncontrollably at Charlie's arrival making Charlie smile broadly as he entered the door.
"Yes, I love you. You are my special pups," Charlie told Maggie as he bent over and rubbed her neck and back vigorously.
We, all three, settled in on the couch. Charlie turned to me to ask a question as he looked at my hair.
"Your hair looks nice tonight," he said admiring his handiwork. "We will cut it again soon, though."
Charlie went overboard tonight carrying on about Maggie. Maggie ate up the attention. Charlie then looked at the TV and grimaced. I knew what he was thinking.
"What are you watching?" Charlie asked as if he didn't already know.
"The Weather Channel," I replied, waiting for his response. Charlie hates the weather channel.
"Turn it to Home and Garden TV!" he said as he laughed. "I don't see how you and your father watch that damn channel all the time."
"Well, you know our fondness for the weather," I said with a quick smile and looking for approval.
Charlie soon left. He was in a hurry tonight and normally lingers. It took Maggie a good thirty minutes to get over his absence. She pined at the window hoping he would soon come back. I settled in waiting to pass the hour until my medications took effect. I opened the box holding a Big Mac as I sipped on the big extra large cup of sweet tea Charlie had brought. It was a pleasant evening after all. I and Maggie both do so love Charlie's visits.