His arms pull me close , and were dancing
again . Somewhere in my mind , I know this is a
dream , because I've had this dream before .
I don't really care though , it makes me smile.
I wake up smiling and I smell bacon. I make my
way to the kitchen and there's Logan cooking
breakfast. As I watch him I realize it looks
like a normal thing , like he's done it every
day for years. But he hasn't.
"I see you found your clothes" I say
"Yeah , why didn't you get rid of them ?"
"Getting rid of your clothes was closure ,
I didn't want closure"
Logan grins. "You want a piece of bacon?"
He asks , now smiling ear to ear and holding
out a small piece of bacon. I take the bacon
from him ,eat it and lick my lips. Logan can't
stop starring at my lips.
"Logan?" I ask teasingly.
He blinks "Yes?".
"Just checking to see if you were still with me"
We eat in silence , questions brewing in
both our heads. Mine form words first.
"Logan , what are you going to tell your family
about your resurrection ?".
"I'm going to call them right now" Logan said after
a second or two of contemplation
He got up and went to use the phone in the computer room.
It's suprising to me , he's telling his family so
quickly . Ten minutes later Logan emerges .
"My presence is requested by Uncle Jonas , Aunt
Margo , Bennett and Marianne"
"Would it go easier if you had a beautiful woman on
your arm ?"
"Yeah it would but , where am I going to find one
of those sweetheart ?" Logan teased .
An hour later we're driving to Jonas's mansion .
I dressed up slightly , a black mini skirt and blue
shirt . Logan said I looked classy , I said "I
didn't before ?" . Logan wasn't looking to shabby
either , he was wearing a white dress shirt and
black dress pants paired with his leather jacket. The
jacket he wore the night he stood up , the
night he said I was a miracle. We pull up to
Jonas's house and Logan parks in front of the
main doors. He got out of the car came around
opens my door for me closes it and slips his arm
around my waist.
"You ready Max , sweetheart"
"I swear to god Logan , you must have been
dropped on your head as a child"
Logan laughed and giddied me into the house.
We were ushered into a sitting area where Jonas ,
Margo , Bennett and Marianne were waiting for us.
"So it is you Junior "
"Uncle Jonas , the rumors of my death were falsified "
Logan edged me towards a love seat and we sat.
"Falsified by whom , may I ask? "Jonas continued.
"By me"
"Logan , I'm glad you're back , We've missed you
but why did you fake your death? It doesn't really
make sense" Bennett inquired. I could tell , he
didn't like asking , he's curiosity got the better
of him.
"It was a means to an end"
"Well it definitely wasn't an end to you and Max's
relationship , she was your date to our wedding ,
weren't you?" Marianne asks
"Yes , I was. I didn't think anybody would remember me"
"How could anyone forget you sweetheart ?" Logan
asked me.
I smile at him , does he realize how uncomfortable
he's making me feel ?
We spend a few hours talking with Bennett and
Marianne, Jonas and Margo barely speak. There
silence ,for some reason is disconcerting.
again . Somewhere in my mind , I know this is a
dream , because I've had this dream before .
I don't really care though , it makes me smile.
I wake up smiling and I smell bacon. I make my
way to the kitchen and there's Logan cooking
breakfast. As I watch him I realize it looks
like a normal thing , like he's done it every
day for years. But he hasn't.
"I see you found your clothes" I say
"Yeah , why didn't you get rid of them ?"
"Getting rid of your clothes was closure ,
I didn't want closure"
Logan grins. "You want a piece of bacon?"
He asks , now smiling ear to ear and holding
out a small piece of bacon. I take the bacon
from him ,eat it and lick my lips. Logan can't
stop starring at my lips.
"Logan?" I ask teasingly.
He blinks "Yes?".
"Just checking to see if you were still with me"
We eat in silence , questions brewing in
both our heads. Mine form words first.
"Logan , what are you going to tell your family
about your resurrection ?".
"I'm going to call them right now" Logan said after
a second or two of contemplation
He got up and went to use the phone in the computer room.
It's suprising to me , he's telling his family so
quickly . Ten minutes later Logan emerges .
"My presence is requested by Uncle Jonas , Aunt
Margo , Bennett and Marianne"
"Would it go easier if you had a beautiful woman on
your arm ?"
"Yeah it would but , where am I going to find one
of those sweetheart ?" Logan teased .
An hour later we're driving to Jonas's mansion .
I dressed up slightly , a black mini skirt and blue
shirt . Logan said I looked classy , I said "I
didn't before ?" . Logan wasn't looking to shabby
either , he was wearing a white dress shirt and
black dress pants paired with his leather jacket. The
jacket he wore the night he stood up , the
night he said I was a miracle. We pull up to
Jonas's house and Logan parks in front of the
main doors. He got out of the car came around
opens my door for me closes it and slips his arm
around my waist.
"You ready Max , sweetheart"
"I swear to god Logan , you must have been
dropped on your head as a child"
Logan laughed and giddied me into the house.
We were ushered into a sitting area where Jonas ,
Margo , Bennett and Marianne were waiting for us.
"So it is you Junior "
"Uncle Jonas , the rumors of my death were falsified "
Logan edged me towards a love seat and we sat.
"Falsified by whom , may I ask? "Jonas continued.
"By me"
"Logan , I'm glad you're back , We've missed you
but why did you fake your death? It doesn't really
make sense" Bennett inquired. I could tell , he
didn't like asking , he's curiosity got the better
of him.
"It was a means to an end"
"Well it definitely wasn't an end to you and Max's
relationship , she was your date to our wedding ,
weren't you?" Marianne asks
"Yes , I was. I didn't think anybody would remember me"
"How could anyone forget you sweetheart ?" Logan
asked me.
I smile at him , does he realize how uncomfortable
he's making me feel ?
We spend a few hours talking with Bennett and
Marianne, Jonas and Margo barely speak. There
silence ,for some reason is disconcerting.