DISCLAIMER: A HUGE THANK YOU TO ALL THOSE INVOLVED WITH O&A (writers, cast, guest stars, directors, producers, catering, hair..heck everybody )!! You deserve more credit than I could ever put into words....
REVIEWS: Thank you all those who have reviewed and will review this chapter. It really does mean something and makes me thankful, you matter. Yes you reading this. That's right YOU. I had a blast watching this chapter unfold (it always surprises me to see what happens too! I really never know until it does...) :D
AUTHOR'S NOTE: Chapter title is inspired by the song "Never saw blue like that" by Shawn Colvin (who also appears on the "Grace of My Heart" soundtrack), this track I robbed from an old Dawson's Creek compilation I had (yes I'm guilty of loving DC! ). And I really really want to THANK G/D FAN FOR GRAZI'S CD, you gave me Peter Gabriels' "In your eyes" . Thank you. That is it, that's THE song. And I think you know what I mean :D I'm tearing up listening to it and mine are such happy moist eyes. And the next song "I drove all night", I think you both know who I'm driving to...sob, quite literally now. "Little worms", I mutter affectionately. I ABSOLUTELY LOVE THE CD!! And will play it everyday quite possibly until say late January. Oh my God....And I think I know what we can give him when we see him :) Anyway sorry... uh back to THIS story. I just wanted to thank Emmet, the author of one of my favorite works Backstory, for her inspiring new chapter. I agree these two belong at the movies. And wow this next chapter happens in only one day!!! I can't wait to continue on, there is so much still to come including answers to stuff from the last chapter but for now I must away....
"In the spring, when you came to dinner, you were younger, more confident. You were full of eagerness, and talked a great deal then; you were interesting, and I really must confess I was a little carried away by you. For some reason you often came back to my memory during the summer, and when I was getting ready for the theatre today I thought I should see you."
ANTON CHEKHOV, ON LOVE
NEVER SAW BLUE LIKE THAT
"Were we ever somewhere else
You know it's hard to say
But i never saw blue like that before
Across the sky, around the world
You're giving me all you have and more
And no one else has ever shown me how
To see the world the way i see it now
oh i, never saw blue like that before ...."
He noticed a woman smiling at him and smiled back. A gentle boyish smile, when he felt a hand rest of his arm and the ever so slightest tug on this jacket. "August".
"My fairest Grace."
Grace mortified and simultaneously pleased, released the fabric of his jacket.
"Now you're embarassing me."
"You don't think you're fair? Or don't tell me, you're not my Grace but someone else-- then you have my apologies." He stopped smiling and their eyes held each others for an instant. Grace breathed in and reached out to touch his scruffy chin. "I'm not sure how to tell you this but..."
"You don't like it?"
"It's not that but...well it's just you look sort of swarthy like."
"Aye. I see." Dimitri said with perfectly serious expression.
"Augu--", but he was off smiling and claiming his miscellaneous luggage. Some newer pieces mixed with others slightly worn.
"Do you want me to carry something?"
"No I've got it. Lead the way-"
"Okay", but before she could move he leaned in and whispered in her ear unexpectedly, his lips brushing her lobe ever so slightly making her doubt what she felt. "I wanted to bring you roses.." She blushed and touched his sleeve again this time leading him towards the automatic doors. As they left he made a weak half-hearted wave to the woman he was leaving behind on the bench.
They went first to August's house and dropped off his luggage. Dimitri left Grace downstairs while he went upstairs to change his clothes. He was a little creased from the plane. Charmingly creased but not quite up to snuff for meeting scrutinizing Sammler's and siblings. Grace downstairs flipped through his cd collection and pulled out Lisa Loeb. She put it on and choose "I miss you". Lisa Loeb was cool and she had those kick ass black framed glasses back when those things weren't exactly cool. Just why did he have her in his collection? Grace picked up a picture on top of the speaker across the room that she had never noticed.
It was ridiculous, improbable and not to be believed but there it was. It seemed so much could not have possibly happened in such a short time. But the train had been in motion when they thought they parted, and it had resulted in the running over of all preconceived ideas of what was possible.
Grace was crying. Holding the picture and crying, her hand working to catch the tears as they fell. Not many tears but enough to mean something. She ran the fingers of her right hand over the glass tracing the outline of the image. It was just a candid photo, obviously one taken by a friend and it surprised her that it would be something he would keep. Forget put in a frame. She looked again for fear of what she had seen, maybe it wasn't quite like that at all. But it couldn't be denied the eyes where sad. The saddest eyes. Eyes that searched and found, but still they feared they would always search. Sad blue eyes. It was overwhelming the shock that she had never noticed it before. The overall persona had been such of confidence, comfort and trusting. But now for the first time she saw eyes that were capable of no not hurting, but of being hurt. Even with the most beautiful smile. Sad eyes. You couldn't not see it ever again after that picture. Eyes that smiled, yes they genuinely smiled...but there was always something else there too. Intangible, indefinable, lost. Somewhere the hope for something more had gone missing. Blue, too blue. Not calm and cool blue, but soft changable. Looking like they wanted happiness but feared the next wave that they were certain was to come.
"Grace what's wrong. What--", Dimitri asked entering the room from the stairs above. He had paused on the last few stairs watching the scene before he entered. She got up and moved to go out the door leading into the kitchen, but instead stopped before him. She put her weight on the bottom stair and was propelled towards him, uplifted and brought almost face to face. Almost but not quite.
"It's nothing. It's-- it's this." She lightly ran her index fingers along the corners of his eyes, over the eyelids and below. He smiled playfully enjoying the exploration.
"Grace I don't understand", Dimitri said quietly with worry.
She looked at him closely and saw that he didn't.
"Have I ever told you the reason why I said you made it different. I meant--", Grace was talking as she backed down from the stair and moved off.
"Grace you don't have to tell me this. No stop. Okay.", he pleaded.
"No look I want to. You knew it was about Eli, but what I said I meant it. You made me feel something, something I'd been searching for so long. When I was walking in the rain, I just kept thinking that no one would even notice that I wasn't there. No one would care where I had been. No one would ever see me. And I said I was just going to go in and up to my room. I was prepared for luke warm, maybe even enthusiastic praise over the play. But I wasn't prepared for you. And I opened the door and there you were. And I can't explain it but I never saw anything so beautiful in all my life as you."
The song changed in the background.
~~"You never could get in
Unless you abandon
Now you're here and you don't know why
But under skinned knees and skid marks
Past the places were you used to learn
Tower and listen, listen and wake up
Echos of angels that won't return
he is everything you want
he's everything you need.."
"This isn't Lisa Loeb.", Grace said breaking the moment and moving over to the stereo. Letting the song play on.
~~~~"There is always something more you wish he'd say..."~~~~
"Sometimes I mix my music. To shake things up", Dimitri gave as a lame excuse.
"Oh".
~*****************************************************~
In the car over to Grace's house, the cold december air was felt. The warmth of the car. The cold outside entering through the few cracks. Walking up to the door Grace held his hand. Or Dimitri held her hand. Actually it was quite ambiguous as to who held whose hands exactly. But before entering the hands went free. As Grace turned the knob of the front door August said, "Maybe I should have got a hair cut". Coming in the front entrance near the staircase Grace called out "We're here".
Rick came from the living room, "Hi". He extended a hand to Dimitri proffering a handshake. "Your mom's in the kitchen, she said just to go right in."
"Okay". Grace gave a weak smile to Rick and August, and they moved to deeper inside.
"Mom!"
Lily was busy setting dishes out, something was bubbling on the stove. "Well, hi. Everybody--"
"Mrs. Sammler--", Dimitri began before being cut off.
"I just." Lily stopped, continuing, "It's nice to see you again. I know it's just a quick stop but ummm take off your coat. I thought maybe it was a good idea if you know, you stopped by tonight. [Lily was getting increasingly more nervous?] , so it wouldn't be quite so weird. Uh tomorrow". Lily quickly turned knocking a wooden spoon off the counter and sending it flying in what seemed like suspended motion towards Dimitri.
He caught the utensil and handed it back to Lily with a slight smile. Smile returned by harassed mother. Cautiously.
"So did you just want to I don't know, hang around for a bit or something?", Lily asked Dimitri.
"Sure", he breathed in.
"Let's go into the living room", Grace suggested and Dimitri with his coat undone in the front but still on, followed her with a parting glance at Rick and Lily. Fortunately no one else seemed to be around just then. Dimitri sat down on the sofa and Grace next to him.
"Let's go to the movies." Dimitri said facing ahead and looking at the carpet.
"What?"
"Come on", Dimitri argued.
"But. [pause] What movie? I don't know...."
"I'm saying I want to take you to the movies. Now. " ,he looked at his watch. "Ok now".
"Is there something in particular playing?", she asked amused.
"Yes the most brilliant little indie film, and it's playing just for us. So--"
Grace intrigued, "I'll go get my coat."
He breathed in noticeably and watched her leave the room. "Hhhh", the sound escaped him. That this was actually happening like this, that is could in fact happen was overwhelming. With another breath he looked down and back up, then moved towards the kitchen after her.
"So we're going to go out for a bit. To the movies --", Grace was explaining to Lily. "So--"
"Ok. Well I'll see you when you get back then", Lily looked over to Dimitri as he came into the kitchen. Lily was slightly baffled, but not without relief was willing to left them go. Although she had wanted to speak with him. Alone. But there would be time enough for that tomorrow and seeing him had brough up unexpected thoughts and feelings. Unwanted thoughts. Maybe she did need a little more time before they talked. Lily called, "See you tomorrow. August."
The word seemed so foreign on her tongue. "I'll bring a dish", she heard him call from the porch. Lily blinked.
Parked a half a block from the theatre they got out of his car and as Grace paused to check her make-up and hair in the rear view mirror, there he was opening the car door for her. She got out and he pushed the door shut. Together they slowly ambled up to the entrance. Grace looked aside to him, "You didn't tell me this was the theatre we were coming to."
"Let's just call it exorcizing demons. [he saw the apprehension come to her face ] Or maybe I should say revisiting an old friend."
"Ok."
The poster hanging at the entrance showed a glistening shinny coloured poster under the plexi glass. "Grace of My Heart". Next to it on the marquee a couple of other film posters where displayed. But there was no questioning the intent.
"I'm speechless."
"That can't be", he said with a stunned tone, as she slapped him playfully. August bought the tickets as Grace said "You had this planned didn't you. I'll get the popcorn", and moved swiftly ahead of him. As she waited in line a slight smile escaped.
"Grace!" a voice said surprised from behind her.
"Uh Hi!", Grace said floored.
"Hi. Ummm are you seeing a movie?"
Grace gestured with her arms, "Seems that way."
"Yeah. Well. So which one?"
"I'm not exactly sure--" Grace said as she saw him approaching and looked up.
"Grace. [pause] Alexa", his voice breaking ever so slightly.
Alexa blinked, "Mr.Dimitri?"
"Yes." he said his voice returning to its customary pitch. There was an ackward moment as all three took in each other. The popcorn girl handed Grace her change and items.
"Are you seeing something too Alexa?", Dimitri asked.
"Yes." she said thankful for the break of the silence.
Dimitri took up the drinks and said to Grace, "We should get in there. You know I hate to miss the beginning."
Grace breathed in and looked up to his eyes, not seeing what she expected. "Okay. Bye Alexa."
"Grace."
~******************************************************~
It was dark when they drove back to the house. August walked her to the door that went into the kitchen. Standing in the porch he noticed no one was immediately inside the kitchen.
"So."
"So. You want to come in?", Grace offered.
"Okay"
"Actually there is something I've been working on that I wanted to show you and see what you thought."
Dimitri caught the change in her voice, "A story."
"Yes." Grace was pleasantly surprised. "Come on", she took his hand and lead him into the hall and up the stairs. Going up the stairs he took in the pictures both on the walls and lying floor and landing. Then he saw a small wooden soccer ball. His eyes widened and a crease appreared across his forehead.
August quickly entered the room. Quickly and covertly shutting the door behind him, "Your mother will kill me." Grace floped down on the bed, "Actually I'd be more concerned about Rick than a pregnant woman in her eighth month--"
"Have you seen the weight she's packing and her forearms."
Grace started laughing. "Shhh. Shhh. Please.", He walked over to the bed and gave her a brief kiss staying a moment with the bottom lip before gently moving away. "Ok I'm going back downstairs now, before there is any trouble."
"I thought you liked trouble", Grace said looking over her bookshelf and through several same coloured plastic coverings before selecting one and handing in over proudly.
"I don't recall saying anything even remotely like that--"
"But I remember it perfectly. You said you weren't interested in nice"
"Yes. Nice. [pause] But there is such a thing as good bad and bad bad." August said with a look of enormity over his face.
"Bad bad?"
"Yeah, bad bad baby", he looked at her and started to laugh. "Ok I'm going now."
He moved to the door and opened it. "Next time I tie you to the bed posts", Grace called out after him as August opened the door and careened into Rick. Here the author injects a definition of careen: to lay a ship on her side for cleaning or repair/ or heel over. Dimitri blushed seven shades of red.
~~"I've been searching for a long time
For someone exactly like you
I've been travelling all around the world
Waiting for you to come through
Someone like you ,to make it all worthwhile
Someone like you
Keep me satisfied
Someone exactly like you
See i've been travelling a hard road
Looking for someone exactly like you...."
Exactly.
REVIEWS: Thank you all those who have reviewed and will review this chapter. It really does mean something and makes me thankful, you matter. Yes you reading this. That's right YOU. I had a blast watching this chapter unfold (it always surprises me to see what happens too! I really never know until it does...) :D
AUTHOR'S NOTE: Chapter title is inspired by the song "Never saw blue like that" by Shawn Colvin (who also appears on the "Grace of My Heart" soundtrack), this track I robbed from an old Dawson's Creek compilation I had (yes I'm guilty of loving DC! ). And I really really want to THANK G/D FAN FOR GRAZI'S CD, you gave me Peter Gabriels' "In your eyes" . Thank you. That is it, that's THE song. And I think you know what I mean :D I'm tearing up listening to it and mine are such happy moist eyes. And the next song "I drove all night", I think you both know who I'm driving to...sob, quite literally now. "Little worms", I mutter affectionately. I ABSOLUTELY LOVE THE CD!! And will play it everyday quite possibly until say late January. Oh my God....And I think I know what we can give him when we see him :) Anyway sorry... uh back to THIS story. I just wanted to thank Emmet, the author of one of my favorite works Backstory, for her inspiring new chapter. I agree these two belong at the movies. And wow this next chapter happens in only one day!!! I can't wait to continue on, there is so much still to come including answers to stuff from the last chapter but for now I must away....
"In the spring, when you came to dinner, you were younger, more confident. You were full of eagerness, and talked a great deal then; you were interesting, and I really must confess I was a little carried away by you. For some reason you often came back to my memory during the summer, and when I was getting ready for the theatre today I thought I should see you."
ANTON CHEKHOV, ON LOVE
NEVER SAW BLUE LIKE THAT
"Were we ever somewhere else
You know it's hard to say
But i never saw blue like that before
Across the sky, around the world
You're giving me all you have and more
And no one else has ever shown me how
To see the world the way i see it now
oh i, never saw blue like that before ...."
He noticed a woman smiling at him and smiled back. A gentle boyish smile, when he felt a hand rest of his arm and the ever so slightest tug on this jacket. "August".
"My fairest Grace."
Grace mortified and simultaneously pleased, released the fabric of his jacket.
"Now you're embarassing me."
"You don't think you're fair? Or don't tell me, you're not my Grace but someone else-- then you have my apologies." He stopped smiling and their eyes held each others for an instant. Grace breathed in and reached out to touch his scruffy chin. "I'm not sure how to tell you this but..."
"You don't like it?"
"It's not that but...well it's just you look sort of swarthy like."
"Aye. I see." Dimitri said with perfectly serious expression.
"Augu--", but he was off smiling and claiming his miscellaneous luggage. Some newer pieces mixed with others slightly worn.
"Do you want me to carry something?"
"No I've got it. Lead the way-"
"Okay", but before she could move he leaned in and whispered in her ear unexpectedly, his lips brushing her lobe ever so slightly making her doubt what she felt. "I wanted to bring you roses.." She blushed and touched his sleeve again this time leading him towards the automatic doors. As they left he made a weak half-hearted wave to the woman he was leaving behind on the bench.
They went first to August's house and dropped off his luggage. Dimitri left Grace downstairs while he went upstairs to change his clothes. He was a little creased from the plane. Charmingly creased but not quite up to snuff for meeting scrutinizing Sammler's and siblings. Grace downstairs flipped through his cd collection and pulled out Lisa Loeb. She put it on and choose "I miss you". Lisa Loeb was cool and she had those kick ass black framed glasses back when those things weren't exactly cool. Just why did he have her in his collection? Grace picked up a picture on top of the speaker across the room that she had never noticed.
It was ridiculous, improbable and not to be believed but there it was. It seemed so much could not have possibly happened in such a short time. But the train had been in motion when they thought they parted, and it had resulted in the running over of all preconceived ideas of what was possible.
Grace was crying. Holding the picture and crying, her hand working to catch the tears as they fell. Not many tears but enough to mean something. She ran the fingers of her right hand over the glass tracing the outline of the image. It was just a candid photo, obviously one taken by a friend and it surprised her that it would be something he would keep. Forget put in a frame. She looked again for fear of what she had seen, maybe it wasn't quite like that at all. But it couldn't be denied the eyes where sad. The saddest eyes. Eyes that searched and found, but still they feared they would always search. Sad blue eyes. It was overwhelming the shock that she had never noticed it before. The overall persona had been such of confidence, comfort and trusting. But now for the first time she saw eyes that were capable of no not hurting, but of being hurt. Even with the most beautiful smile. Sad eyes. You couldn't not see it ever again after that picture. Eyes that smiled, yes they genuinely smiled...but there was always something else there too. Intangible, indefinable, lost. Somewhere the hope for something more had gone missing. Blue, too blue. Not calm and cool blue, but soft changable. Looking like they wanted happiness but feared the next wave that they were certain was to come.
"Grace what's wrong. What--", Dimitri asked entering the room from the stairs above. He had paused on the last few stairs watching the scene before he entered. She got up and moved to go out the door leading into the kitchen, but instead stopped before him. She put her weight on the bottom stair and was propelled towards him, uplifted and brought almost face to face. Almost but not quite.
"It's nothing. It's-- it's this." She lightly ran her index fingers along the corners of his eyes, over the eyelids and below. He smiled playfully enjoying the exploration.
"Grace I don't understand", Dimitri said quietly with worry.
She looked at him closely and saw that he didn't.
"Have I ever told you the reason why I said you made it different. I meant--", Grace was talking as she backed down from the stair and moved off.
"Grace you don't have to tell me this. No stop. Okay.", he pleaded.
"No look I want to. You knew it was about Eli, but what I said I meant it. You made me feel something, something I'd been searching for so long. When I was walking in the rain, I just kept thinking that no one would even notice that I wasn't there. No one would care where I had been. No one would ever see me. And I said I was just going to go in and up to my room. I was prepared for luke warm, maybe even enthusiastic praise over the play. But I wasn't prepared for you. And I opened the door and there you were. And I can't explain it but I never saw anything so beautiful in all my life as you."
The song changed in the background.
~~"You never could get in
Unless you abandon
Now you're here and you don't know why
But under skinned knees and skid marks
Past the places were you used to learn
Tower and listen, listen and wake up
Echos of angels that won't return
he is everything you want
he's everything you need.."
"This isn't Lisa Loeb.", Grace said breaking the moment and moving over to the stereo. Letting the song play on.
~~~~"There is always something more you wish he'd say..."~~~~
"Sometimes I mix my music. To shake things up", Dimitri gave as a lame excuse.
"Oh".
~*****************************************************~
In the car over to Grace's house, the cold december air was felt. The warmth of the car. The cold outside entering through the few cracks. Walking up to the door Grace held his hand. Or Dimitri held her hand. Actually it was quite ambiguous as to who held whose hands exactly. But before entering the hands went free. As Grace turned the knob of the front door August said, "Maybe I should have got a hair cut". Coming in the front entrance near the staircase Grace called out "We're here".
Rick came from the living room, "Hi". He extended a hand to Dimitri proffering a handshake. "Your mom's in the kitchen, she said just to go right in."
"Okay". Grace gave a weak smile to Rick and August, and they moved to deeper inside.
"Mom!"
Lily was busy setting dishes out, something was bubbling on the stove. "Well, hi. Everybody--"
"Mrs. Sammler--", Dimitri began before being cut off.
"I just." Lily stopped, continuing, "It's nice to see you again. I know it's just a quick stop but ummm take off your coat. I thought maybe it was a good idea if you know, you stopped by tonight. [Lily was getting increasingly more nervous?] , so it wouldn't be quite so weird. Uh tomorrow". Lily quickly turned knocking a wooden spoon off the counter and sending it flying in what seemed like suspended motion towards Dimitri.
He caught the utensil and handed it back to Lily with a slight smile. Smile returned by harassed mother. Cautiously.
"So did you just want to I don't know, hang around for a bit or something?", Lily asked Dimitri.
"Sure", he breathed in.
"Let's go into the living room", Grace suggested and Dimitri with his coat undone in the front but still on, followed her with a parting glance at Rick and Lily. Fortunately no one else seemed to be around just then. Dimitri sat down on the sofa and Grace next to him.
"Let's go to the movies." Dimitri said facing ahead and looking at the carpet.
"What?"
"Come on", Dimitri argued.
"But. [pause] What movie? I don't know...."
"I'm saying I want to take you to the movies. Now. " ,he looked at his watch. "Ok now".
"Is there something in particular playing?", she asked amused.
"Yes the most brilliant little indie film, and it's playing just for us. So--"
Grace intrigued, "I'll go get my coat."
He breathed in noticeably and watched her leave the room. "Hhhh", the sound escaped him. That this was actually happening like this, that is could in fact happen was overwhelming. With another breath he looked down and back up, then moved towards the kitchen after her.
"So we're going to go out for a bit. To the movies --", Grace was explaining to Lily. "So--"
"Ok. Well I'll see you when you get back then", Lily looked over to Dimitri as he came into the kitchen. Lily was slightly baffled, but not without relief was willing to left them go. Although she had wanted to speak with him. Alone. But there would be time enough for that tomorrow and seeing him had brough up unexpected thoughts and feelings. Unwanted thoughts. Maybe she did need a little more time before they talked. Lily called, "See you tomorrow. August."
The word seemed so foreign on her tongue. "I'll bring a dish", she heard him call from the porch. Lily blinked.
Parked a half a block from the theatre they got out of his car and as Grace paused to check her make-up and hair in the rear view mirror, there he was opening the car door for her. She got out and he pushed the door shut. Together they slowly ambled up to the entrance. Grace looked aside to him, "You didn't tell me this was the theatre we were coming to."
"Let's just call it exorcizing demons. [he saw the apprehension come to her face ] Or maybe I should say revisiting an old friend."
"Ok."
The poster hanging at the entrance showed a glistening shinny coloured poster under the plexi glass. "Grace of My Heart". Next to it on the marquee a couple of other film posters where displayed. But there was no questioning the intent.
"I'm speechless."
"That can't be", he said with a stunned tone, as she slapped him playfully. August bought the tickets as Grace said "You had this planned didn't you. I'll get the popcorn", and moved swiftly ahead of him. As she waited in line a slight smile escaped.
"Grace!" a voice said surprised from behind her.
"Uh Hi!", Grace said floored.
"Hi. Ummm are you seeing a movie?"
Grace gestured with her arms, "Seems that way."
"Yeah. Well. So which one?"
"I'm not exactly sure--" Grace said as she saw him approaching and looked up.
"Grace. [pause] Alexa", his voice breaking ever so slightly.
Alexa blinked, "Mr.Dimitri?"
"Yes." he said his voice returning to its customary pitch. There was an ackward moment as all three took in each other. The popcorn girl handed Grace her change and items.
"Are you seeing something too Alexa?", Dimitri asked.
"Yes." she said thankful for the break of the silence.
Dimitri took up the drinks and said to Grace, "We should get in there. You know I hate to miss the beginning."
Grace breathed in and looked up to his eyes, not seeing what she expected. "Okay. Bye Alexa."
"Grace."
~******************************************************~
It was dark when they drove back to the house. August walked her to the door that went into the kitchen. Standing in the porch he noticed no one was immediately inside the kitchen.
"So."
"So. You want to come in?", Grace offered.
"Okay"
"Actually there is something I've been working on that I wanted to show you and see what you thought."
Dimitri caught the change in her voice, "A story."
"Yes." Grace was pleasantly surprised. "Come on", she took his hand and lead him into the hall and up the stairs. Going up the stairs he took in the pictures both on the walls and lying floor and landing. Then he saw a small wooden soccer ball. His eyes widened and a crease appreared across his forehead.
August quickly entered the room. Quickly and covertly shutting the door behind him, "Your mother will kill me." Grace floped down on the bed, "Actually I'd be more concerned about Rick than a pregnant woman in her eighth month--"
"Have you seen the weight she's packing and her forearms."
Grace started laughing. "Shhh. Shhh. Please.", He walked over to the bed and gave her a brief kiss staying a moment with the bottom lip before gently moving away. "Ok I'm going back downstairs now, before there is any trouble."
"I thought you liked trouble", Grace said looking over her bookshelf and through several same coloured plastic coverings before selecting one and handing in over proudly.
"I don't recall saying anything even remotely like that--"
"But I remember it perfectly. You said you weren't interested in nice"
"Yes. Nice. [pause] But there is such a thing as good bad and bad bad." August said with a look of enormity over his face.
"Bad bad?"
"Yeah, bad bad baby", he looked at her and started to laugh. "Ok I'm going now."
He moved to the door and opened it. "Next time I tie you to the bed posts", Grace called out after him as August opened the door and careened into Rick. Here the author injects a definition of careen: to lay a ship on her side for cleaning or repair/ or heel over. Dimitri blushed seven shades of red.
~~"I've been searching for a long time
For someone exactly like you
I've been travelling all around the world
Waiting for you to come through
Someone like you ,to make it all worthwhile
Someone like you
Keep me satisfied
Someone exactly like you
See i've been travelling a hard road
Looking for someone exactly like you...."
Exactly.