More Like Myself
Part twenty-one of the Foolish Games series. Dedicated to my longtime friend Joanna.
Something had been on Willow's mind to say all day. She remembered just before she dropped off to sleep.
"Oz?"
"Yeah, Will?"
"Are you awake?"
"In Australia."
She didn't get it, but she counted it to being nearly asleep. "I wanted to tell you something."
"Okay," he answered around a yawn.
"I love you."
"I love you too, Willow. G'nigh-"
"That's not all."
"Ah ha. There's more to this love thing that I don't know about and you're going to elucidate?"
"Oz!"
"Sorry, apparently I've only just woken up in Australia. I'm not making as little sense as I can yet."
Willow smiled in the dark knowing he could see it. "I love you because you are the first person to ever make me like myself."
"I like your self too, Wills. G'nig--"
"That's all you have to say? No- no deep discussion?"
"Well, if you don't mind paying the long distance, you can call me in Hurstville, New South Wales. I think I'm just pouring myself a cup of coffee. Tell me hello. Or g'day."
"Oz!" She punched him lightly on the shoulder then turned over to sleep.
Fin[land]
