"Spinning on that dizzy edge, I kissed her face and kissed her head, and dreamed of all the ways I had to make her glow." ~The Cure, Just Like Heaven
7.
"Hi Edd." You answered with little mucus in your voice.
"How are you faring?"
"Much better."
"You sound like you're well."
"I should be in bed getting rest." You berated teasingly.
"You should be." I agreed. I spent three school days and a Saturday without you; I was lonely. "But I wanted to call."
"At 1 am?"
"Yes."
You blew your nose. An idea peaked.
"Have you ever heard of the mind-body connection?"
"Nuh uh."
"It supposedly wards off illness."
"How?"
"Well, if you think 'I will not get sick, its all in my head.' repeatedly, it works."
"Edd. That's bullshit."
"Now now Pumpkin, you can control how much hormones when stressed. That's how you got sick." I chastised lightly.
"Hormones?" You paused then continued. "How in hell does that work? Sometimes I think that hat of yours is too tight." You grumbled, "Probably cutting off blood circulation from that mad intellect of yours."
"If I use my mind." I tapped my finger to my forehead. "Then I prevent myself from becoming ill." The corners of my lips quivered at I tried not to laugh at the ridiculous medical theory.
I was left with silence, then there were the heavy breathing from your end. Suddenly, laughter erupted; You laughed from the pit of your belly, it was beautiful, your wholeheartedly laughter sent trembles down my throat, encouraging my own laughter.
"You pulled that right out of your ass!"
"I am only kidding Kevin."
Minutes after your laughter died down, your breathing, like a soft echo, recurred through the phone.
"Edd." You mumbled.
"Yes?"
"You're a dweeb."
"Are you talking in your sleep?"
"Yes'm." You replied, lazily laughing. "I like you."
"I like you too Kevin."
