Experiment
[November 2006 prompt :: picture prompt]
"Tell me why we're here again, Kerry?"
She rolls her eyes at me and snorts. "Were you not paying attention when I told Abby where we'd be?"
Obviously not, or I wouldn't be asking. "I guess I was paying more attention to the goodbyes hugs the children were lavishing on me." Okay, that's not exactly a lie either.
"I'm low on spices," she explains patiently, like she's teaching one of the children something important. "On the first Saturday of every month, I come down to this market and replenish my stocks. And each time, I get a new spice or tea to test out over the next month to see whether it'll be added to my cupboard or not."
"And you need me here why?" I ask softly, smiling at her when she leans back against me for a moment. I wrap my arms around her waist and hold her close. Oh, maybe this is why…
"I need you here because I want to know what you like, what you're willing to experiment with," comes her equally soft reply. "Like you took a chance on me."
I can't help the broad, dopey grin I know is spreading across my face. Am I really such a romantic sap? Only around this woman I adore so much…
"Tell me why we're here again, Kerry?"
She rolls her eyes at me and snorts. "Were you not paying attention when I told Abby where we'd be?"
Obviously not, or I wouldn't be asking. "I guess I was paying more attention to the goodbyes hugs the children were lavishing on me." Okay, that's not exactly a lie either.
"I'm low on spices," she explains patiently, like she's teaching one of the children something important. "On the first Saturday of every month, I come down to this market and replenish my stocks. And each time, I get a new spice or tea to test out over the next month to see whether it'll be added to my cupboard or not."
"And you need me here why?" I ask softly, smiling at her when she leans back against me for a moment. I wrap my arms around her waist and hold her close. Oh, maybe this is why…
"I need you here because I want to know what you like, what you're willing to experiment with," comes her equally soft reply. "Like you took a chance on me."
I can't help the broad, dopey grin I know is spreading across my face. Am I really such a romantic sap? Only around this woman I adore so much…