Let's hang wallflowers from the ceiling in the dressing room (secretly). She was hot and I was cold, that about sums it up. The whole world was taken apart in about two hours. Awoke two hours early thinking five minutes late and dressed hurriedly, absentmindedly. Realized my mistake and that came without humorous afterthoughts. Crawled back
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He always seemed to know best old Prospero it was strange at first. What with the trouble the wife and I were having I figured having him around would put her in a better mood. He knows. Just as we start to fight he will fall off a table or play with some string. Having a longer life then most puts a strain on how much you can stand one another. The cat has not aged right either I think it is us. I wish he could talk he knows so much you can see it in his eyes. They are not old eyes per say they are just hiding something.
When I brought him in all of our problems seemed to go away we said his name at the same time or maybe he told us his name. Either way it was the first time we had agreed on anything in years. I had planned to leave in a month then I found him and just as I though it was about to come to a head he just looked at us and we both got it.
Our kind is attracted to one another or so we found out after touring the world. My French is still awful and so are the French for that mater. It did not hit me until now that Prospero was just like us. I wonder how many times he had walked past the road wondering what drew him. I guess he knows now. He is sitting next to her on the stairs I am going to ask him to be the best man. I am sure he will just shrug it off he is very modest. At best I will get a yawn and he will return to the sunlit patio. I never thought I would finish it until he came. I guess it is my gift to him for all he has done.
They spend so much time together not saying a word not looking at anything just sitting. Well if you are going to marry a woman after a lifetime together I guess you have to ask. I will finish the rest of the letter afterwards. Wish me luck.
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We were watching him write the letter Prospero drew my attention to it. I already knew what it said and who it was too. He loved his secrets I don’t know why really it’s not like they were important, but all the same he kept them. I don’t think he kept them from me he just liked having them. The cutes one was that he had been trying to write standup or maybe something for a joke book. He never really got the knack for it, but I still laugh when he tries to slip them into conversation. He thinks it’s because the joke is good, I like to let him think that.
I wonder if he’ll want me to take his name. It’s a good name it would sound great with mine, but I don’t think I should. I’ve had my name for so long would I offend him if I forgot to use his name? So many questions it’s strange spend your entire life with a man and I never thought of any of this. I guess I’ll find out when he gets finished with his cold feet. Before he does anything new he’ll stall then approach like it’s going to bite him. I remember the first time he got on plane it was like watching a dog with a bees nest.
Prospero came at just the right time some how he was able to make this happen I just don’t know how. I was going to leave in a month then they come in together and everything changes. Speaking of which I should really throw that plane ticket away so he doesn’t get the wrong idea. I hope he asks Prospero to be his best man I know it’s silly, but I wouldn’t have anyone else. They’ll both act like tough guys when they talk about it too it’s like already having kids…me a mother?
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Prospero yawns then touches her leg she turns to see him holding out a ring. She calls herself by some name that isn‘t her own then starts to cry. Prospero lies back down and falls asleep.
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