January 26, 2014
When You're Gone—Avril Lavigne (4:00)
Copper
Eva
She stared after him. He was leaving again. Going to search for her again. She knew that he wasn't actually hers. Not like she wanted. Not like she dreamed of. He belonged to his beloved Ellen. She beloved missing wife. Sometimes she really hated the ghost of the woman that had come before her.
But Corky loved her in his own way. Eva knew he loved her. As much as he was able with his heart in tatters. She wouldn't hold him back. She would be here though. When he needed her she would always be waiting for him. She would do anything for him. Anything.
One day maybe the dreams of a whore would come true. Maybe. She was a very patient woman. Had to be. So she could wait.
Until that day came she would help him care for little Annie as the girl obviously couldn't be alone. The poor little chit. Still the kid was a Hell of a lot more canny and manipulative than Corky would ever see. She was sweet in her own way too. And she loved Corky. On that the two could agree. Corky was a loveable man.
Movement pulled Eva from her thoughts and she watched through narrow eyes as Corky pulled on his trousers. Unable to watch him leave her again she turned her head away and pulled her cigarettes and matches from the table by the bed.
Corky sat down on the bed beside her and reached out for the cigarette in her hand. He took a drag, blew the smoke out and leaned towards her. "I gotta get goin'. Lord knows what mischief the girl's gettin' into now." Eva looked over at him and nodded silently. Corky leaned forward and took her lips with his own. "I'll be seein' you," he told her when he pulled back.
"Night Corky," Eva breathed.
Corky pulled on his jacket, placed his hat on his head and shot her that cocky grin that melted her knees. "Night darlin'." Then he was gone.
But he'd be back. Corky always came back to her.