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 Posted: Thu Jun 21, 2007 4:07 pm
She lingered in the doorway, watching him turn the ring around his finger. How long had it been since she'd seen him smile that way? Like he meant it? Her fingers trailed through her damp hair in a troubled gesture before she moved into his line of sight. She avoided meeting his eyes as she helped herself to a plate full of pancakes, drowning them in syrup before boosting herself onto the counter to eat them in silence.
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Posted: Fri Jun 22, 2007 2:36 am
He blushed sheepishly pretending he was only examining the ring, not playing with it. He went back to his pancakes desperately trying to think of what to say. The was a lot of things he had been in life. But a good husband was not among them. The must be something husbandly to say right now. Something that might start a conversation, something to break the awkward silence, Something to turn this around. He was drawing a blank. He poked the mushy pancakes in front of him. She was angry. Why. Cause they got married? Deep inside it was something he'd always wanted. He wasn't sure she'd felt the same way, obviously for a time she had. Had she changed her mind? He poked the food in front of him again. Maybe if he got her drunk again, he mused to himself. It worked before. He took a long drink of the Oj. Setting the glass down he finally spoke. "I'm sorry" He knew what her reaction would be it was always the same She'd say for what, he would flounder around like a fish on the beach and she would lay into him about apologizing without a reason. He was going to cut it off at the pass this time. He turned to her looking to catch her beautiful blue eyes. "I'm sorry we don't remember our own wedding" He thought for a moment, looking out the window, then back to her "Will you please re-marry me?"
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Posted: Fri Jun 22, 2007 8:53 pm
She went very still, stoping the fork midway to her mouth as her gaze shot over to meet his. Her features remained a neutral mask in the minutes she took to contemplate him, utterly unreadable. Slowly she lowered the utensil, setting it and the plate to one side so that she could boost herself off the counter to pace across the kitchen to the window. Crossing her arms over her chest, she watched the shafts of sunlight burn through the patches of mist winding through the grapevines. The silence stretched to breaking point when at last she spoke quietly.
"Why?"
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Posted: Fri Jun 22, 2007 8:59 pm
Hiro followed her with his emerald eyes, he paused choosing his words carefully. "Because I would like that" He stood up moving to her side, looking into the horizon. "and I think you would too."
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