A beautiful April morning...how appropriate, for more than one reason.
She was so happy! Went about her normal routine with the children and then off
to her usual volcanic musings. Today she would see him for sure! She could feel it.
But where was he?? She searched and searched but even her inner Drew
couldn't summon those beautiful eyes of blue. Plus her usual portal wasn't
working at full capacity, yet. And the camera wrapped in pink had a glare from the
sun so bad, that she didn't check her lens.
Hmmmnnn. This was weird. She knew he could feel her thoughts...so where was he?
After about an hour and a half, she decided to channel her mystery
solving being and get down to it. Ooops! Gonna need some smokes and caffeine
to keep pressing. Yes, both are unhealthy, but Nancy will part with one of them for
good later.
Into the store she goes. Oh great, he is working again:/ Though she has never
mentioned her beloved's name or given a pbysical description, this wolf
behind the counter knows she is in love with someone. Months and months go by
and he keeps telling her "tell that guy to fuck off".
To which she replies, too many times to count, "you don't understand. He's different.
I won't give up on him." yeah, Nancy loves Mraz's lyrics and incorporates them into
her language frequently.
Anyway, on this particular April afternoon, the wolf presses harder. "wanna go outside
and have a smoke?"
"ummmm. Ok, I guess". What better way to protect her knight than to
be seen with a thug? Hoping that the most recent of her mistakes, Mr. Ex-husband
number three, or one of his peeps, might see. She could protect the ONE, number
one in her heart, by talking to the wolf.....by letting stealthy ex-husband see a number
on her records that wasn't of her beloveds.
To be cont'd...in a few hours from now.
Meanwhile, please please please remember
that I have always told you the truth, maybe not in the greatest of ways,
But ..."J is B's fourth wife and they have been happily married over 30 years"...
Wow. Foreshadowing of gender reversal.
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