Meal post
Dinner was easy. A selection of breads, pasta with a creamy cheese sauce and vegetables and a lasagna made with spicy sausage. Nothing terribly difficult to make and something I knew was never going to create leftovers...and if it did, the midnight snackers always had it gone before Sunday breakfast.
Simple dinner made it easy to pay attention to Daniel. William played happily in his playpen while Daniel read some boring book. It was normal, now, to have him around all the time. The difference was that now we had admitted to one another that...well, honestly, I'm not sure I was entirely comfortable with what I'd said. It was true and the truth and I weren't the best of friends.
I loved him. Am in love with him. It's a condition I had resigned myself to long ago. The difference now was that I knew that he knew, and I knew that he felt the same.
I looked at him and sighed. He was around all the time and I found that I didn't mind a bit. In fact, I rather enjoyed it. Still, I tried to guard against the inevitability of his leaving me. Everyone did. He'd promised not to...and I must admit, I believed him. If I had faith in anyone, it was Daniel. Faith that he'd remain. Faith that he'd be around for William. And I knew that given the time, he'd abandon the book for me. Or dinner. Maybe both.
[Your Saturday meal post. Tag Vala, tag Daniel, tag one another and enjoy the food]
Simple dinner made it easy to pay attention to Daniel. William played happily in his playpen while Daniel read some boring book. It was normal, now, to have him around all the time. The difference was that now we had admitted to one another that...well, honestly, I'm not sure I was entirely comfortable with what I'd said. It was true and the truth and I weren't the best of friends.
I loved him. Am in love with him. It's a condition I had resigned myself to long ago. The difference now was that I knew that he knew, and I knew that he felt the same.
I looked at him and sighed. He was around all the time and I found that I didn't mind a bit. In fact, I rather enjoyed it. Still, I tried to guard against the inevitability of his leaving me. Everyone did. He'd promised not to...and I must admit, I believed him. If I had faith in anyone, it was Daniel. Faith that he'd remain. Faith that he'd be around for William. And I knew that given the time, he'd abandon the book for me. Or dinner. Maybe both.
[Your Saturday meal post. Tag Vala, tag Daniel, tag one another and enjoy the food]