HI Folks! Doing something a little different. Here's the first story of my compilation. Harvey has awoken with a nightmare and he can't find Donna. Just a little something prompted by cassie darveypainted's art and my coloring. Plan is for more of these. Stay tuned. Love Carebearmaxi.
Lazy Sunday Morning
Donna was taking it easy today. Dressed casually on this Sunday morning in an oversized lime green number she found in her closet, she had just returned from her early morning yoga class when Harvey wearing a most relieved expression on his face walked determinedly toward his wife. Before she realized what was happening to her Harvey had clasped her in his arms and held her so tight that she could barely draw breath. His arms crossed around her back and Donna held his head in her arms. She had to stand on tiptoes as she was wearing very flat sneakers. He held her as if he was clinging to her for life.
She pulled back and said, "What's wrong, Harvey?" His face broke into a smile.
"Nothing. Absolutely nothing now that you're here," Harvey said and hugged her again lifting her feet off the ground with the intensity of his hold.
Donna held him just as tight as she knew something was bothering him.
"Harvey, tell me what's going on."
He pulled back and then took her hand as he pulled her toward the couch in their new living room in their new house in Seattle. Donna sat beside him and squeezed his hand tighter.
"Now don't laugh at me, but I woke up and you weren't here. I had had a nightmare and when I didn't see you next to me and I looked at the unfamiliar walls I thought the last few months since we got married and moved to Seattle were not reality. I panicked."
"Oh my God, Harvey," Donna commented softly. She held his cheek and smiled. Since his mother's death before their wedding and leaving his familiar surroundings it sometimes became all conglomerated in his subconscious giving him fantastically horrifying dreams causing him to wake in a cold sweat and look for her as his focal point of reality.
"I am never leaving you. You could try to throw me out, but I will always return. You are not alone. I had my Yoga class this morning. That's where I was."
"Ok, but from now on, if you have somewhere to go and you're up before me you need to remind me the night before or leave me a note because I don't ever want that feeling again."
Donna kissed him. She lay back on the couch and putting her arm around Harvey's shoulders took her with him. She closed her eyes and stroked her husband's hair. His arms were tight around her waist and she loved feeling the pressing weight of him against her body.
She repeated the words she must have said a hundred years ago to him when they were afraid of losing clients in one of the old firms' controversies, "No one is leaving you, Harvey."
"No one is leaving me," he repeated sleepily closing his eyes.
They both relaxed and now, together, they were making it a truly lazy Sunday morning.