Tazz and Tigger: A Love Story

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Humor  |  House: Booksie Classic
What more must I say? It's a love story :)

Submitted: April 11, 2010

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William Robley sat upright, gazing out the window. Calm had settled over him like a warm blanket on a winter’s day, and in his afternoon laze, he felt perfectly right. He noticed that the neighbors, the Anderson’s, were leaving. Their two children trailed behind them, bickering foolishly as siblings do. He chuckled and thought fondly of Beth, Jimmy, Teddy, and Kate, his own children. In the next room, he could hear the sounds of them playing. All of it overwhelmed him.
“Dear,” he said, turning to his beautiful wife Alice, “I love you.” She was washing their youngest daughter Kate, but stopped to look into William’s eyes.
“Oh William, I love you, too.” Her smile was radiant. “Sometimes, I have to stop myself and make sure this life that we’re living is real.”
“I feel the same way, my love.” He got up and strolled over to his wife and daughter, and kissed them both on the head. Kate giggled, and William smiled to himself as he went to get a quick snack. On his way, he passed Jimmy and Teddy.
“Whoa, Jimmy. Don’t be too rough with your brother. You’re older than he is!” William warned lovingly. His two sons continued playing, though, too engrossed in their faux-sport. Before moving on to the kitchen, William watched them for a moment. He saw a young version of himself in Teddy, who inherited the Robley’s long, dark hair. Jimmy, however, took after Alice’s family. They were all light, bright as shooting stars along a black expanse of sky. That’s what William always said to Alice, that she lit up his world. Now he was lucky enough to have five stars in his sky, twinkling at him effortlessly.
“Hi Dad!” said Beth suddenly. Startled, William turned to face his eldest daughter. She smiled sweetly.
“Hi, Beth-a-boo. What’s up?”
“Can I go over to Aimee’s for a little while?” Her eyes were wide, hopeful. William and Alice knew Aimee and the Larson’s, of course; they had met through the children, and were soon a foursome of friends. William and Alice often ventured to Pete and Cynthia’s house to relax on their porch, to chat about life and watch summer days turn to dusk. Still, the two families lived on opposite sides of the railroad tracks, and Beth had never crossed them by herself before.
“I don’t know, kitten. The tracks are awfully dangerous,” William said gently.
“But Dad! I’m practically a teenager! And you know I’ll be super careful! Please-please-please-pretty-please?” Beth’s voice climbed higher and louder, and William could tell how much it meant to her. Though he held a great fear inside of him, one universal in parenthood, he knew that he had to give Beth her due right and responsibility. His girl could handle it, despite his ominous fear.
“Well, Beth, you are one of the best kids I know,” William said with a grin, “you just promise me you’ll watch for cars and trains, you got it?”
A smile spread over her face. “I can go?” William nodded.
“Yeah, Dad, sure, whatever you want! Thank you, thank you, thanks!” She was ecstatic, and ran into the bedroom to get ready.
Ah, youth, thought William. He remembered a time when he was full of energy and curiosity, just like his children. Now, with age, he finds himself more likely to take a daytime nap than go on a daylong adventure. Before Alice and the kids, the thought of a life like this made William sick. However, it is the though of his previous life that now makes him shudder. He lived a superficial existence before Alice came along and made him real. She gave him the ground beneath his feet, and with a smile made it paradise. William wouldn’t trade his life for anything in the whole world, unless his family could be there in all of their simple glory.
“I’m home!” called Danielle. She burst through the door, shed her shoes, and looked around expectantly.
“Anybody here? Mom? Dad?” she yelled. The only response was a meow.
“They left about 15 minutes ago,” said William calmly. Danielle’s head jerked in his direction, and joy captured her features.
“Hi, there!” She ran to William and, with the ease of a gentle giant, scooped him up into her arms. “Do you know where everyone went?”
“Yes, to the store for a few groceries.” William explained, wiggling in her grasp and struggling for freedom. She only hugged him tighter.
“Oh, you have the cutest little meows that I have ever heard! Yes you do, my sweet, little Tazz!”
William and Alice communicated through glances, as most good couples can. He shot her a look of annoyance, and she returned a small, sympathetic smile. She knew herself the helplessness of his situation.
Danielle released him back to the floor. Before walking away, William let her scratch his neck awhile. He purred softly, deciding to absolve her typical human ignorance and be grateful for her skills. After a nice pat on William’s head, Danielle went upstairs into hers, William’s, and Alice’s room. As her body disappeared up the incline, William sighed.
“I tell you, sweetheart,” said Alice as her husband approached. She let Kate run off and join her brothers. “Sometimes I don’t know what to do about them.”
“They’re insufferable at times, but I believe they mean well.”
“Yes, I suppose you’re right, Tazz,” she said with a smirk. William smiled at his wife, adoring every ounce of her sarcasm.
“Well, Tigger, you would know.” They looked at each other for a moment, and then burst into small, powerful laughter. It was part of their daily routine; it cemented their status as one, made them two pieces of precious glass fused together, creating a single entity of tangible magic.
William returned to the perch of the window, this time with the love of his life by his side. She was warm next to him, and right.
“It looks like the Anderson’s left,” Alice stated casually. "I wonder where they went."


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