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Wednesday, April 10, 2013

Epiphany

   “Isn’t it strange,” you said, looking at me as if I personified strangeness, “how we fall in love with such unexpected people.” You ran one long finger down my nose. “There’s not a bit of logic, no reason to it at all.”

   I laughed my jaded laugh and said, “Speak for yourself. It’s obvious why I fell in love with you. I’ve never known a man so good, so kind.” I smiled and smiled at you, but you looked at me with an expression that felt like disdain. The subject changed, we made love, we fell asleep. All the next morning I was dogged by that look of yours. I was still pondering what could be wrong when I started out to meet you in the square. Something about that balmy winter midday made me cut through the park and stop at the little bridge over the artificial pond. As I looked over the darkly green pool, I felt a tremor run through me, though there was no breeze, just the sun’s jagged reflection off the still water. Some deep-rooted alchemy was causing a seismic shift in my core. Then it settled.
 
   Later, you were loping towards me outside the train station, smiling your bright, sunny smile.
   “Remember what I said about loving you because you’re such a good man?”
   You still smiled, but less so.
   “That’s not quite true.” I said.
   Your smile was almost gone.
   “I would have fallen in love with you even if you were a wife beater or a serial killer, because that’s how crazy true love is. I just lucked out, is all.”

   Your smile exploded. You tried to whisk me off my feet and we almost fell to the ground in a flapping, quivering pile. You were like a big puppy that way, a big Saint Bernard puppy whose whole body could exude happiness. Allowing myself to inhabit your waggling hug, I marveled at how simple it turned out to be to make someone else happy.

333 words, including the one  wanted: ALCHEMY (noun)  3: an inexplicable or mysterious transmuting

34 comments:

  1. Lovely little piece here. So sweet.

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    1. Ha! Perfect to hear. Thanks, Rog!

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  3. She had him going for a minute there, the poor guy! (: Cute piece.

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    1. Just for a teeny, tiny second though. Thanks, Draug!

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  4. sweet piece. Love does seem to be haphazard at times but oh so wonderful. I love his hanging on her every word and then the relief. nice!

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    1. Haphazard is also an excellent word here. Glad for the love. Thanks, Steph!

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  5. Sigh of Sweetness, that is how it truly works, isn't it.

    Nicely done, love her playing with him at the end.

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    1. When it works... Thanks for the love, Renee!

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  6. "Seismic shift in her core"...wonderful. Even if he was a serial killer? Hmmm. Did enjoy the playfulness :)

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    1. Swear to god I get the wives of perverts and serial killers. Glad you enjoyed it. Thanks, Maggie!

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  7. This, this line right here: 'Isn’t it strange,” you said, looking at me as if I personified strangeness' hooked me right from the beginning...I don't mean to sound gushy, mostly because I rarely feel that way, but I absolutely adore this short little take on true love. (I didn't mean to remove my comment this first time around, so i'm trying it without the google login...wth computer...)

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    1. Hey, I don't mind you sounding gushy. So glad you liked it. Thanks, Shannon!

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  8. sounds about right - the woman overanalyzing a bit much and the guy totally unaware of anything- but still uneasy - luckily women know how to make it all better for us louts - sweet and nice good one :-)

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    1. Hahahahahahahahaha Love it, Steve! All depends on the color of the glass you're looking through...

      Thank you! : )

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  9. well done Kymm :) pretty much sums it up

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    1. Glad you think so. Thank you, Sam!

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  10. Aww,that's so sweet though her "jaded "laugh & his disdainful expression & later when she paused over that green pond,really made my imagination run wild & I expected the worst-but thankfully I was proven wrong:-)Loved the imagery that you created in the piece-a lovely contrast Kymm:-)

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    1. Happy to take your imagination on a work out, Atreyee!

      I had the worst time with that pond. I wanted it to be brackish, but of course it's fresh water. Arrgghhh!

      Grateful for the love, Atreyee!

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  11. I can't get over how you hit the nail on the head with everything you write! This is the truth about true love. And I love the image of the Saint Bernard puppy!

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    1. With his winter coat? all that was missing was the brandy cask under his chin.

      Thank you so much for those lovely words, Valerie!

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  12. Don't know how I missed this :-( loved the imagery - love that payback's a bitch and ok one more adored the St. Bernard puppy ref.
    So all in all I loved!

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    1. I'm a sucker for loving and adoring... Thanks so much, Jenny!

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  13. Love the saint Bernard wiggling hug. Very nice. Men like to be dangerous not nice.
    Katie atBankerchick Scratchings

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    1. Appreciate the love. Some men like to be dangerous, others not so much.
      Thanks, Katie!

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  14. Saint Bernards are so very perfect when they explode into happiness. Good call--I liked the flow of this!

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    1. Aren't they, though? Also Marmaduke, but I gave him the cut. Thanks so much, Tina!

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  15. This is really a remarkable piece. The description was fabulous and you just moved into the scenes quickly. Seismic tremor and alchemy were really great descriptors.

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    1. Thank you so much for those kind words, Ann!

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  16. This is such a sweet story! Love is simple if we let it be.

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    1. Isn't it! Thank you so much, Nandini!

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  17. I love the way you wrote this, I really enjoyed the St Bernard puppy and the waggling hug visual in particular!

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    1. Glad you enjoyed it, and appreciate the love. Thanks, Jenna!

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