Florida watched them, disappear down the street then started to look for her early morning appointment. Making sure it was still tidy she looked around the doorway and then up both sides of the street. She always took pride in how well she kept the building, but still worried when a new tenant was coming. Watching the cars and trucks go by she started thinking how good a tea would be right now when suddenly a voice appeared from behind her.
“Mrs. Johnson?” the friendly voice asked.
Spinning around a little startled Florida saw a young gentleman standing behind her. Wearing a clean crisp black suit and an obvious ironed shirt with no tie she couldn't tell what the branding was, but she knew it was not from a department store. He was tall and filled out the shoulders of the jacket enough to be called broad and she couldn't help noticing how handsome he was. Then, she could not help, but wonder how she didn't even hear him come up behind her. “You're my morning appointment, top floor studio” Florida declared.
“Yes Ma'am I am,” he said smiling.
“Well then Mr.…?” she said searching her memory for his last name.
“Caesar, Nathan Caesar, but please, just Nathan,” he offered.
“I'm sorry, but when you get as old as I am, you start forgetting.” She paused and wondered what else she had forgotten today then shook her head. “Shall we look at the apartment, Nathan,” she said already anxious to tell Todd and Lily how downright gorgeous he was.
Agreeing they entered the building and then through the second set of security doors past the mailboxes to the dark wood stairs. Making it up a couple of flights they stopped while Florida caught her breath. “No elevator,” she said breathing a little heavy. “You're a young strapping man this should be no problem for you.”
“Not at all, Mrs. Johnson,” he said patiently waiting.
“Its Ms. Johnson honey, Max passed away years ago, bless him . . . and you can call me Florida,” she said and started to laugh. “Now don't you go getting any ideas,” she said then laughed a little harder.
“I'm sorry,” he said confused.
“I'm off the market,” she said.
Realizing this sweet old lady was flirting with him he began to laugh with her. Continuing upwards they thankfully reached the top. Florida was definitely out of breath as they stopped in front of a short hallway.
“My Lord, you had better be taking this place child, if I have to walk up these stairs one more time to show it, I might be going down in a gurney,” she said shaking her head almost mournfully. “Those boys will be earning their paycheck, yes sir.” Then she leaned a little closer and whispered, “Put on a little weight these past few years.” Snickering she unlocked the door. Walking into the huge open apartment Nathan stood impressed. The floors were hardwood and actually went well with the walls even though they were a standard egg shell white. It had a small bar to the left and to the right a tiny one wall kitchen with a free standing breakfast nook. The rest of the area was...