chapter2 (the one I wasn't planning on writing.)
Grissom's P.O.V.
I was in the covered greenery area, checking on my apiary. I turned when Sara walked through the doorway.
"Oh I love it when you dress up" I smile
Sara laughed, I may have said that but I was thinking, dress up, dress down.. don't dress its all the same for me. Just having you around is the gift!
I carried on talking about Colony Collapse Disorder, but I have been trying to get those other words out of my mouth for weeks now, "Will you marry me.. Will you do me the honour…" I have found a thousand quotes that voice my thoughts, they just don't make it out of my mouth.
You are the most beautiful girl that has ever lived, and its worth dying to have kissed you - Dylan Thomas
"Who is who" she asks, breaking my train of thought, and bringing me back to the subject of bees. I explain about the worker bees… bees.. bees… Honey
Life is a flower of which love is the honey - Victor Hugo
"So they don't sting?", she asks
"Not unless you swat one or close one up in your hand, or freak out. Go ahead, take off your glove" I encourage gently.
After all these years, I see that it was mistaken about Eve in the beginning:
it is better to live outside the garden with her than outside without her - Mark Twain
I purse my lips.. "Go for it.." I tell myself, chooses the most eloquent quote you can find Right Now!!
"Y'know, maybe we should get married." I manage to get out of my mouth
Eloquent… Right.. Good One!!
Ouch, ow ow…
Oh God, she freaked out.. Way to go Gil, she trusted you, you and your eloquent way of talking around her…now she has a barb in her hand, what a way to remember a proposal.. If she wants to remember it.
I look at her palm, scraping the barb out, adding a dialogue of rambling. Expressing myself to her is not my strong point. She is laughing, is that a good sign?? I can't figure that out.
I'm trying not to hurt her, I've done that enough. The barb begins to come free.
Breathe again Gil, its this or nothing.
If I knew what love is, its because of you- Herman Hesse
Good one brain.. Find the quote now.. "So .. Ah.. What do you think.. About.."
"Yes.." the mess of words were barely out of my mouth before I heard her gentle "yes". And she is smiling.. With her whole face, with her eyes. Did I do that or did they always smile? I don't remember.
"Let's do it" she says just above a whisper. Were there ever more beautiful words put together?
"Yeah?" that's all I've got.. I had Shakespeare, Emerson, Thomas.. And all I can give her is Yeah.. Oh Gil, so articulate!!
Now if I could just kiss her properly!
One word frees us of all the weight and pain in life. That word is love - Sophocles