Chapter 8
I wound up snoring on the couch later that afternoon, as I almost woke myself up from so much snoring. When I did wake up, I glanced around, snorting and huffing a bit from the smoker's mucus that I supposedly carried in my lungs. Even so, I carried the mucus around, and only coughed when there was some to cough up. Usually, the mucus I cough up is yellowish in color…maybe brown, which is common for smokers. "Mmm, I wonder what time it is…". I whispered to myself as I glanced over at the clock on the stove. "Hmm… 5:30, it should be getting dark soon". I whispered, as I stretched in my place on the couch. I didn't yawn too loudly…albeit at all. I only stretched, feeling the chasms of being confined in a silk shirt. In due time….I decided…it was time to take the shirt off, and go shirtless, for a while. Maybe pantsless as well? Perhaps I didn't want Sailor to be uncomfortable, so I got up from the couch.
"Mmm, yes…mm". I sighed, mumbling to myself in all of my gratuity. I looked down at my scrawny chest, seeing the nipple I had all to myself. "This would be fun to send to my darling back home". "I'm sure she's doing well with the heart-shaped box of chocolates I've doused her with". I said to myself, lovingly. "Mm, let's just press this button here, and send her a fine image of a finely crafted piece". I said to myself, giggling wholeheartedly. Yes, dear reader…I took a picture of my small, scrawny nipple on my small, scrawny, nerdy wimpy chest. I kid you not, I took a picture with my cellular phone, which was still pretty new in 2002. It was a Samsung flip phone that could take pictures….not clear ones, but still photorealistic pictures. To my younger readers, flip phones are what existed before Google Pixel, and Iphones, along with those smart watches people fiddle with all day.
In any case, I took the nipple picture, then sent it to Nazz as a sent photo. "Here I am, darling". The text read. "My calling card". I laughed to myself, as I glanced down at my nipple. "Mm, yes…it is still fresh…and sweet as a daisy". I said to myself, stretching a bit, letting my nipple glisten in the light. "Mm, beautiful". I mumbled, chuckling.
When Sailor did decide to wake up…she was thirsty for more milk, and her sippy cup was empty, she glanced over, seeing me shirtless…and pantless, wearing nothing except my silk boxers. "Oh…um…hello". Sailor said, as she glanced my way. I decided to be as nurturing as I could be with her, while adding….a bit of my own…creamy spice to the situation. (mmm, delish).
"Hello, darling". "I'm happy you're awake". I said, with an alluring, sultry register that was nurturing, and gentle….softened….while also being…elegant, and throaty…much like a sexual voice on a global navigation system. Or much like a sexual robot…which the robot thing is plausible to what Eddy suggested once. Try to remember Eddy from the Cul-De-Sac.
"Um…me too?". Sailor said, with some hesitancy towards my new enigma. "My, do you look lovely, my darling". "You truly are a wonderful spectacle". "You are someone truly conducive to what our world needs". "Someone as beautiful as you". I said, gently with allure.
"I saw you were sleeping nicely, and for a long time…which I am proud of". "I planned something special just for us". I said, with throatiness, and gentle allure to my voice. "Oh..well, that's nice". Sailor said. "I was dreaming about my best friends…the ones who've inspired me, and you came to mind, darling". "You have always been locked in my mind…and I hope to travel inside yours". I said, gently with nurturing, allure, and a sexy throatiness to my voice. "You are so amazing, and wonderful to me, my best friend…my darling love". "My J'adore". "Come see what I have planned". My legs…my long, hairy legs seemed to come up, and stretch in that moment. There doesn't seem to be much hair on my legs….but what I clarify as, most of the time, would make me the poster child for what is considered, "Gay" in this different time. That, or "Trans", which….well…we need not travel there.
"Ok…what is it?". Sailor asked. "Cheesecake…and ice cream". "A lot of ice cream with some nuts, and cherries, darling". I said, kindly with allure.
"That's nice". Sailor said. "Mm, so I sent Nazz a picture of my nipple…this one on the left, and I was wondering….does it look healthy to you?". I asked, as I showed her my nipple. "It looks….alright, I guess". Sailor said. "It does…?". "That's nice…". I said, alluringly. "Mmm, I know….I have a scrawny body". "I look dumpy, to be honest". "But I can compensate for it with my physique". "It looks as healthy as it ever had". I laughed at this. "It does look good". Sailor said. "I'm happy you think so". "I thought it looked good when I put on some sachet this morning". "The sachet helped a great amount". "That, and the cocoa-butter".
"I used to have cocoa butter along with Hyaluronic acid". Sailor said. "That worked a lot".
"Cocoa butter is wonderful…along with rose blossom oil". "I love that for these cuties". I said, gently as I played with my nipples. Sailor and I laughed. "But I'm happy you're awake…I have some more cheesecake, and some ice cream". "Ice cream really helps the medicine go down a bit". I said, kindly. "It does, and it helps the immune system…kind of". Sailor said. I nodded, pursing my lips as I began to correct her. Hmm…the whims of a trier.
"It depends on what compounds the ice cream is made of". I said, kindly. "If the ice cream is made of an organic oat formula, which this one is…then it is good for the body as opposed to regular dairy".
Sailor nodded. "I guess". She replied. "Let's have some more ice cream and cheesecake for dinner, my turtledove". I said, kindly with gentle, cuddly softness to my voice. "You can have any kind of sweets you like, darling". "Candy, ice cream, cheesecake, and cherry pie". "Dessert for dinner, yummy yummy". I giggled as I said this. Sailor nodded. We ate some ice cream, as well as some cheesecake, and cherry pie. Sailor knew that with me, she could have anything she wanted. What she didn't know, was that I snuck some of the blue pill…Trazodone, into her ice cream so she could sleep easier. She was out by 6:30. Eddy has taught me well, it seems.
While Sailor slept, I went outside and smoked a cigarette. I had been craving one for a long time, it seemed. I had been craving cigarettes all day. I went outside on the porch, in my silk boxers, and my shirtless apparatus, and smoked my cigarette…letting the cloud surround me. The pool and hot tub glowed a nice, pink color as the darkness surrounded me when it set in.
"Mmm…this is nice". I said to myself as I wallowed in the flavor of nicotine. Sailor was still asleep, and I had the freedom of a nice, luxurious vacation spot. Even so, I wallowed in my best friend, the cigarette.
9 pm came and went as I glanced around. The beach outside seemed to calmly rock the oceanside to sleep with the gentle sound of its waves. I opened my mouth, letting in the creamy, misty steam from the pool, and the ashen cigarette smoke that denoted me as somewhat of a disgusting person with an archaic habit.
Choosing freedom as a widower was fancy in itself. Though I was intelligent, I had chosen to be free in my prospects….even though I was still faithful to my deceased wife. I smoked my cigarette, choosing prosperity over decision.
While I had smoked, I glanced around, seeing that there was time on my hands. At this point, with the ambiance of the light, and the sight of the smoke, I decided to let my mind wander for a bit. Physics, mathematics, and other things came to mind as I smoked my cigarette. It was a prosperous gift…being alone. But I was never more excited than when my Sailor came outside to visit me.
"Hello, beautiful". I said, gently with kindness. I smiled a widely gapped smile. "Hello". Sailor said, as she yawned a bit. "You look lovely, darling". "You truly do look amazing in every aspect". I said, gently with kindness. Sailor nodded. "How was your nap, baby girl?". "Did you have a nice one?". I asked, kindly with softness. "I did". Sailor said, as she smiled a bit. "Mmm, I might go into the hot tub…yet I don't wish for these boxers to become wet". "Hmm…maybe it is time to let loose, and see what happens". "You wouldn't be uncomfortable…would you?". "My other bathing suit is in the washer". I explained softly with gentleness.
"It's alright". Sailor said, as she was outside in her pajamas. She glanced around, as she sat on the edge of the hot tub, dipping her feet in…narrowly missing the bottoms of her pajamas becoming wet. "Mm, I do look scrawny…hmm?". "Well, physical appearance isn't always as important as the wisdom and fervor of the mind". I said, kindly with gentleness.
"You look alright". Sailor said, as we both laughed. I got into the hot tub. "I was going to get a body toner, but it proved to be too expensive". "I don't need it when I'm not looking for attractiveness". I said, kindly. "You look great, already". Sailor said. "You don't need toner or anything like that to tell you that you're great". "You're already doing great".
"Thank you darling". I said, gently. "I'm not looking for anything, or approval….whatever it is that people look for to tell them how good-looking they are". "Sometimes, the best thing is to have approval from within". "When you know you look well on your own, that's the most attractive thing you can contain". "Attractiveness is something that is gained from insight, and self confidence". "When someone has the confidence, they can do anything".
"I certainly have the confidence". I said, kindly. "You look beautiful as well…you have natural beauty that shines from within, and makes your complexion look wonderful". "You are a beautiful darling".
"Thank you". Sailor said. I smiled a kind smile. "I love you, immensely, darling". "You are so kind, and hardworking". "You can do anything". I said, kindly with gentleness. "You are very intelligent as well". "I believe you will change the world".
"Thank you". Sailor said. The steam surrounded us, as we inhaled the steam, and the cloudy mist. "Mm, this is very relaxing". I mentioned, as I took a deep breath. "It is very relaxing". "It's nice". Sailor said. "Hot tubs usually are very enjoyable". "I used to have a hot tub when I lived in Peach Creek". I said, kindly with softness. "I like hot tubs…but they're very warm for the most part". "One has to get used to them before climbing in".
"That is true". Sailor said. "We used to have hot tubs up in Hilton Head Island when my family and I would go up there, and vacation".
"That sounds like a fun vacation spot". "Yes, Hilton Head does have a lot of swimming pools, and hot tubs". I replied, gently with softness. "It's a timeshare which is pretty nice…and their rates are high enough". "We've done quite a bit with Hilton Head when I was growing up as well".
"How did you like Hilton Head?". I asked, kindly with softness. "It was a wonderful place….truly it was". Sailor said. "I remember my dad swimming with us in the pools…my mom and my aunt making brownies in the oven, and having them ready when we came up to the condo…or the timeshare hotel place…something like that". "Every year, we'd pack up the car, and take all of our suitcases, and toys with us, and go down to Hilton Head Island". "We'd drive down from Pittsburgh". "There would be a little T.V. in the backseat of our car, where Ana and I would watch movies while we drove down". "When we'd get there, I always said hello to my cousins, and my Aunt and uncle". "Not to mention, my grandparents, too".
"The grownups would sit, and play Scrabble, or some board game, while we all went down to the pool, my cousins and I". Sailor continued explaining. "We had a lot of fun there….we played in the pool, swam, and had chocolate malts at a pool bar". "We had a lot of fun together….and I still talk to my cousins….I kind of lean on them for support every now and again". "I love my cousins…a lot".
I nodded, listening. "What was the best part about Hilton Head?". I asked, kindly with softness. "The best part was being with my parents….being with my sister…and playing with my cousins". "There's no one I love more than my family". "I always love my family….because they are there for me no matter what…and I love being with them when I can". "And my family loves me, too". Sailor said, in her innocent, fragile, small voice that was tendered with kindness.
"Family is a very special thing to us….no matter how they come". "Family means a lot to us when we're growing up, and while I know it was hard losing your mom and dad…losing Ana, your baby sister, it's always nice knowing that you have the strength of your cousins…and your Grandma and Grandpa". "Family means the world to us….in every aspect". I said, softly with gentleness. "I guess". Sailor said.
"Did your family love vacationing?". I asked, gently with softness. "They did love vacationing…and the best part was when we went to different places…and we got to see so much….we got to see the Statue of Liberty, we got to see Mt. Rushmore, we got to see everything". "We got to see so much….in so little time". Sailor continued. "We went to every place, and sampled some food, we went and stayed at Timeshares, we went to different parts of the United States, and parts of Europe, too". "But it didn't matter where we went….we were close, and we were together". "My mom used to make food….she used to be goofy sometimes, and did these funny accents from different cartoon characters….she used to play Barbie dolls with us…she did a lot of cool things….but at the end of the day, she was a nice mom that taught me everything there was to know about how to be a good person, how to give back, and how to be kind to everyone….regardless of who you are, and who the other person is". "She was an amazing teacher….and my best friend in the world".
I nodded, listening. "I'm sure it's different being at your Aunt's house, and listening to her tell stories". "It's just not the same as when your parents used to do so". I whispered, kindly. "It's not the same….but I know my mom is still with me…she's still by me, and she still can guide me from where she is". "Same with my dad". Sailor said.
"How was your dad…what was he like most of the time?". I asked, kindly with softness. "My dad was a good man". "He and I did everything together, mainly". Sailor said. "We went to the park, we went to the fishing pond, and he taught me how to fish….we went to the woods, and he taught me how to camp, how to play football, and how to hunt….he taught me everything there is to know". "He's the reason I'm so strong now". "He's the reason I can survive on my own…and that if something happens, I can get myself to safety".
"I loved my dad…and I still remember the times he put me to bed at night….me and my sister were in my room, and he read me a story….he read me books on adoption, and how special a family truly is, if they welcome everyone, and use kindness". "When we use kindness, we can do anything, and be anyone we wish to be…and when he would hold me, he would kiss me on the forehead, he would sing me a lullaby, and tell me how special I was to him….that I was someone he will always cherish, whether near, whether far". "I was someone he would always love….no matter what". "Same with my sister". Sailor said. "But with my sister, and I…he'd hold both of us in his lap…and sing us a lullaby…until we were able to fall asleep". "He was a great person…he was so kind".
Sailor sniffled as she said this. "I understand, darling". I said, kindly with softness. We both felt the warmth of the hot tub as the warmth surrounded us. "What was that day like….?". I asked in a kind whisper. Sailor cocked her head a bit…looking back at me. "What…?". She asked.
I swallowed hard….knowing I had stumbled into fragile, unsuitable territory here. I knew perhaps the wound was still fresh for poor Sailor. I still was idiotic, dorky as a dweeb, and continued on the desired subject. I am an idiot, and I should have regretted it, reader.
"The day…there was the plane crash". I whispered, gently. It was Sailor's turn to swallow. She did, with gratuity. "well….I guess…my parents…my sister, and my cousin were coming back from the Cayman Islands, in a little Hopper plane….I remember it was called "Danforth", kind of like the character in "The Crucible". "When we got on the plane, there was a lot of turbulence from a thunderstorm that came up…that nobody knew about". "It rocked the plane…the plane went down…and the pilot died….along with my family". Sailor said. "I remember losing consciousness too…and when I woke up….which I still can't believe I did…I thought my family was sleeping…but they weren't". "They had passed away, and while I didn't want to believe it….I knew they did". "I walked through the woods in Georgia, in 23 degree weather, in bare feet, and came to a police station". "I told them what happened, and they radioed for detectives, and everyone else to come in". "I don't know….I was brave, but I was still sad…and I've been sad ever since".
"I learned from my Aunt and Grandparents on my mom's side, that my family isn't gone". "My family isn't going away…they are just in a different place". "They are in heaven now, and I can still see them whenever I want". "I have to see, listen, and focus with my heart…that's how Jesus truly wants me to listen". "And I do listen….whenever I can…and I always remember that my parents still are there to help me….in every way". Sailor explained. "I can do anything, I am capable of anything, and I'm strong because of my family". "And no one gets left behind in a family". "I am strong, I am invincible, and I will change the world…because I have kindness and love". "With love, I can be free in who I wish to become".
"And I still talk to my family on my dad's side, too". "They are always there beside me…and I can do anything". Sailor said, as she looked upwards, smiling a hopeful smile, that warmed my heart. I smiled a soft, gushy smile as well. "You certainly can do anything, darling". "You have, and you have always made me proud to love you". "You are someone with so much strength, tenacity, and wisdom". "You one day, will change the world, and become someone that I know can make the world a better place". "You will one day, change the course of history, and rewrite things for the better…I know you will, darling". "I can see you changing the world with your intellect, gentleness, and problem-solving skills". "One day, you will make the world an extraordinary place to live, work and grow….because I believe you are strong, beautiful, and lovely in your own unique way". "You can do anything, my darling". I said, kindly with softness.
Sailor and I smiled, as we looked down at the ambiance created by the hot tub lights. "I know one day, you'll change the world….because you are an original". "You are you, you are amazing because of your experiences, and your wisdom…with this, you can try anything". "I have always believed that….because I have always believed in you". "I will always believe in you as time goes on". I said, kindly with softness. "And I know, for fact, that your mom and dad are proud of you…that your baby sister, Ana, is looking down at you, proud that you made it…proud that you have used your wisdom to begin your journey of changing the world". "She is proud…and I will say….when I finish speaking with my late wife in prayer at the end of each evening, I sometimes speak with your baby sister…and your parents…and I thank them for giving you to the world". "I always tell them how extraordinary you are, and how you change the world in little ways each day". "You are my hero…and I will always love you because of the journey we've been on…together". I said, kindly with gentleness. This led Sailor to smile, and grapple with a warm feeling in her belly.
"That's nice that you talk to my mom and dad….my baby sister…it means a lot to me". Sailor said. "I do, and I wish them well because they gave you to me from the very beginning, and I always tell them all of the ways in which you touch my life". "You've given me hope from the time I met you as a baby, my darling Sailor". "Do you remember that?". I asked, kindly with softness. "I kind of do remember….but not really". Sailor said. "What was it like again?".
"It was when you were just a baby infant, you had come from the Children's Home along with Ana". "Ana was still sort of a newborn at that point because you both are a year apart". I said, kindly with softness. "When you were young, my parents and I had come for a visit, I was a small lad with my purple overalls, and my bucked teeth with the gap in them, I had visited from Peach Creek". "I came in, I held you and Ana in my arms, while Ana was a bit hesitant, you just lit up upon seeing me". "You were so excited that I had visited". "Our eyes met, I looked into your brown eyes, and you saw mine…I knew we were perfect for one another". "We had given one another the perfect amount of sanctity that we felt comfortable with one another". "We were good with one another, and as time went on, our bond became stronger". "Look at us now…we both have love on our side…and a wide array of amazement to contend with". I said, kindly with softness. "That's nice". Sailor said.
"What was I like when I was a baby?". Sailor asked. "Well, you were kind, sweet, you had your hair a bit shorter, but it was growing nicely". "You always had a smile, and a friendly laugh, you always loved to give hugs, and kisses". "You loved learning and playing more than anyone". "When you were younger, you played a lot of the time with your baby sister, and with mom and dad". "You and I would play games, and sing songs when I babysat once or twice…only the once a year when I visited". I said, kindly with softness. "What kind of games did we play?". Sailor asked, as she looked up at me. "We used to play Peek-a-boo, we used to play hide and seek, we used to read books, and sing songs". "We did all sorts of things together". "We had a lot of fun, you and I". I said, kindly with softness. "When we were younger, we would play on the trampoline, we'd do sleepovers, we'd play in the pool, I remember doing a lot with you". I said, kindly with softness.
"One of my best memories with you, was when I read you the periodic table to put you to sleep". "It worked, for the most part". "But there would be times when you'd ask me questions, or stay awake….in which case, I gave you cough syrup to help you sleep". I said, kindly with softness. We both laughed. "I remember that…and you fell asleep, too". Sailor said. "Hmm…did I?". "perhaps….or maybe one of us did…who knows". I said, gently as I smoked the rest of my cigarette, rubbing the littlest stub in the ashtray.
"I remember holding you and Ana in my arms, and singing you a lullaby to quell your restlessness". I said, gently with softness. "That was lovely back then…I was perhaps as bad a singer now as I was back then". Sailor and I laughed at that while the hot tub jets massaged us.
"Well, you used to smoke back then, too". Sailor said. "I did…but not as copiously as I do, now". I said, kindly. Sailor and I laughed. "Hmm, it was a lot of fun watching over you and your sister". "You both were wonderful in many ways". I said, kindly with softness. "I know you miss your Ana, mom and dad as well….I do, too".
"I miss them everyday". Sailor said. "They meant a lot to us". I said, kindly with softness. "They meant a lot to you, too". "But we've grown because of our tragedies, and we've gotten stronger, kinder, and much more selfless, more determined because of what we've experienced". "The problems we face make us stronger as people, and as family members". "Isn't that the weirdest thing?". I smiled a kind, peculiar smile as I said this.
"That is kind of weird". Sailor said. "But I can say, that my experiences have made me someone who is more trusting of the Lord…and of Jesus". "They protect my parents…and they protect me as well". "I'm someone that likes doing what I do because I have faith". "I have faith in the Lord, and I have faith in my parents". "I've always had faith, and I always will…in many ways". "I know I always will…no matter what". "The Lord protects my baby sister, too". Sailor drank from her sippy cup.
"Yes, he is a wonderful proprietor of existence". "He knows quite a bit, and he knows that when life is met, it's met with gratitude, faith, and understanding". "Kindness is one of his biggest ordeals". "With kindness, we can do anything…and we have…always and forever". "I know with my Intelligence Quotient, and my successes, and merits, it once was questioned whether or not I'd be a good person to someone with a handicap, or a mental deficiency". "It was questioned whether or not I'd be someone that looks at someone who has a menial job, or someone in poverty as an equal". "If one thing has taught me to be kind, it would be The Lord himself". "The Lord has taught me to look past everything, see past the hatred, and the misunderstanding, and look at the light". "The Lord has taught me to see everyone as an equal…to see everyone as a friend, and a guiding light". "I might be an intellectual, but above all else, I am someone that sees friendship, and kindness as a basis". "I believe in Jesus, and his philosophy of kindness…and friendship, love towards fellow man". I said, kindly with softness.
"I am a scientist, but I still believe in the Lord, I still believe in the magic of Christmas, and the power of kindness". "The spirit of giving". I said, kindly with softness. "Christmas is about the Lord, it is about being kind, being open to others' beliefs, and welcoming our friends in with love". "I know there might be some others that don't believe in Jesus, or the magic of Christmas, there might be some intellectuals who look down on those with disabilities, there might be those who just…are different in what their beliefs of kindness are…and that's ok". "We still need to coexist, no matter what". "We still need to find the good in others, which might sound gullible, but it's something we need to do in order to form a perfect heaven away from heaven". I said, kindly with gentleness.
"I believe that, too". Sailor said. "But…the Lord is a perfect example".
I smiled a kind smile, lighting another cigarette. "What was your childhood like…and your mom and dad like?". Sailor asked. "Well, my parents weren't necessarily around much". "They were always working, or in one of their offices in the city running their law firms". I said, kindly. "They used to leave me sticky notes on the fridge telling me which chores I had to do, and what needed to be cleaned…just little things such as".
"My parents were loving, although". "We were a family of intellectuals, and our primary beliefs included Science, Mathematics, writing, and dissertations". "We were research oriented, and driven towards academics". "But we did alright…and I had a happy childhood aligned with Museums, and the theater". "We did wonderful things growing up". I said, kindly.
"My smoking habit began when I was 13, and it's been since". "I've been smoking for a long time..and I haven't really decided when to quit". "It might be some time before then". I said, kindly with softness. "But my best memories were hanging around the Cul-De-Sac, and being with my best friends….The Eds". "They were the main staple of my childhood". "It's been a while since I've been in contact with them". "I'm lucky that I've found Nazz after all these years, but it has been some time". "Nazz has been an amazing friend for me after my wife died…we've done some things, and….she and I are in love". "We're very close…maybe a little too close, but you're a little young to hear about that yet". I chuckled as I said this. "However you wish to look at it". Sailor said. Sailor and I chuckled.
"You're a riot, girl". I said, chuckling. Sailor laughed as she drank more of her milk. "Just wait until I'm a teenager, I'll hear all sorts of things". Sailor said. "You definitely will, darling". I said, gently with kindness. Sailor and I kept laughing.
We counted on a nice, fabulous evening. Sailor looked behind her, seeing a shadow of a person sneak into sight. Blonde, short hair, and baggy pants on, she looked familiar…I would say. Sailor glanced at the shadow, seeing Nazz tickle my shoulder. "Oh my…you scared me, darling!". I said, startled. "Hey, I didn't mean to". "I was just surprising my best friends with some milkshakes from the tapioca bar". Nazz said, chuckling a bit. "Well, you surprised us immensely". I said, as we all laughed. Nazz gave us some milkshakes to drink.
"How is everyone this evening?". "Having a good time?". Nazz asked, dipping her feet in the hot tub. "We're doing quite well". I said, as I sipped some of my milkshake. "We talked for a bit, we had some dessert for dinner, we slept for a while…we didn't do much".
"I didn't do much either…I had a late shift, and decided to come up and see you since I was awake enough". "This resort is a nice spot". Nazz said. "It is, but it has the deposit we can't lose, so we're stuck with it for quite a bit". I said.
"The deposit isn't what I worry about….it's the buy-in". "It's a weirdish thing". Nazz said. "But hey, I don't mind paying for it". "I love when my best friend is happy".
"I love it when my best friend is happiest as well". I said, kindly. Nazz and I smiled, kissing one another on the lips as Sailor looked on in happiness. "I love it, too…trust me". Nazz said. We both smiled.
"Mm, this is good". "What kind of ingredients did you use for it?". Sailor asked. "Tapioca, lemon, and tangerine". "I love the fruits, they are so delicious, and invigorating for your body". Nazz said, kindly. "They really are". Sailor said. "I love fruits immensely". Nazz said, gently. "Edd is my orange, I am his lemon, and you are my peach". Nazz said, kindly as she booped Sailor's nose. Sailor and Nazz laughed. "I love fruits, too". Sailor said. "My mom used to make Apple Pie, and Peach cobbler".
"My mom always used to make peach cobbler…she still does". Nazz said, kindly. "She makes a wonderful peach cobbler when she uses granulated sugar".
"Granulated sugar is the best". I said, kindly as I finished my cigarette. "It's the best because it's not necessarily too sweet, but it's sweet enough to still have a nice taste to it".
"I love granulated sugar, too". "My mom used to put granulated sugar in her tea when she would make tea". Sailor said. "Granulated sugar is really nice". I said, gently. "When my grandmother would have people over, she'd put granulated sugar in her lemonade". "She was a simple woman, amongst astute academics".
"My grandmother was the same way". Nazz said. "She was a nice, simple woman I collected recipes from, recited poems with, and had a lot of down time with". "She was an amazing woman I loved from the very beginning". "When there would be a thunderstorm, or a bad weather night, she'd let me come in bed with her, and lay down…it was nice being with her". Nazz sniffled as she said this. "It's been a while since she's passed….hmm?". I said, gently rubbing her back. "It has been a while, but it's been a fine time that I've had with her". Nazz said. "I'm sure it has been". I said, kindly with sympathy. Nazz and I smiled.
"Yep…definitely". Nazz said, as she glanced away for a quick moment. "Nazz, what was your childhood like?". Sailor asked. "My childhood was good". "I remember being with my brothers and sisters…we had a big family…I babysat a lot because I was the oldest…but it was a nice bunch". "We did a lot…and it was a lot of fun". Nazz said. "Being the oldest meant that I was responsible for a lot, though". "While it was nice, it was still tumultuous at times". "Siblings are quite a rough bunch when you get them together". Nazz chuckled a bit.
"They are, but it's nice you've had siblings". "I was an only child, and it was boring most of the time". I said, kindly.
"Hmm, you lived peacefully, it seems". Nazz said. "It seems so". I said, as we both chuckled. "Mmm…the hot tub feels nice". Nazz said, as she stretched a bit. "It truly does". I replied, kindly. Sailor nodded, as she yawned a bit, holding her sippy cup close to her. "Someone must be ready for bed". "It is getting late, darling". I said, gently with kindness and a silky elegance to my kind voice. "Sailor…pumpkin, are you falling asleep?". My voice…as silky, and smooth as lavender silk….with a touch of lace, and leather to a rich, caramel elegance. "No, I'm quite alright". "I don't want to go to bed". Sailor said.
"I think perhaps it is time". I said, gently with softness. "Time to put our other pajamas on, get some more milk, take some medicine, and sleep in my room, with silk sheets on the guest bed".
"Time for bed, darling". "Let's say goodnight". I said, kindly with gentle softness. "Ok". Sailor agreed, as she came to Nazz, hugging her goodnight. "Goodnight, Nazz". Sailor said, as she hugged Nazz, in a gentle warmth. "Goodnight, baby". "I'll see you tomorrow when you come home". "Have a wonderful evening…and stay warm". "I love you, baby". Nazz said, warmly with kindness. "I love you, too". Sailor said. "Night". Nazz said, kindly. "Night". Sailor replied. I smiled a kind smile, as I shared a kiss with Nazz, then drifted off into the back bedroom with Sailor.
"Here's some more warm Oat Milk for you, my darling". "I kept it plain so we could concentrate on sleep". I said, gently with softness, as Sailor got into bed. "Thank you". Sailor said, as she got into bed…with the silk sheets. Mmm, the warmth, and fine elegance of silk. Sailor enjoyed it, even as she got into bed. "How about some of the periodic table to help us slow down to sleep?". I said, gently. "Sounds good to me". Sailor said, as she felt me tuck her into bed.
"Let's start with the Noble Gases…hmm, let's see, Helium…Beryllium….". I began reading the periodic table, as Sailor and I talked for the longest time…asking questions…reciting answers, and sharing stories. It was long into the night before she fell asleep. When she finally did fall asleep, she laid her head on the pillow, pulling the blanket close. She laid down, falling asleep. I smiled a kind smile, leaving the lamp on while I gave her a kiss on the cheek. I slowly slunk out of the room, going over to the porch once more. Nazz smiled a kind smile. "Mm, is she finally asleep?". Nazz asked, with a hint of romance in her voice.
"She is…and she did fall asleep after I recited the table 4 times to her". I said while we both chuckled. "Mm, I could go for a warm bed, and the periodic table right about now". Nazz said. "But I better get on the road…it's an early 4 am start to the morning".
"Why are you driving this late when you have to be up that early?". I asked, with gentle concern to my voice. "Because I like being awake…I enjoy it". Nazz replied. "Besides…I think maybe…I don't know…tonight may be a bad night for a companion…I feel kind of sad, for some reason".
"Why don't you stay the night…get some sleep". "If you like, we can sleep in separate bedrooms". I suggested, kindly. "As nice as that sounds…I might need more space….I'll be sure to get some sleep…when I can". Nazz said, calmly. "Don't worry, we're still good…it's just…right now….I need some time". Nazz smiled a calm, gentle smile. "I understand". I nodded, kindly. "Goodnight, dear". "Thanks for making the trip up".
"Of course, honey". "I'll see you again, soon". Nazz said, kindly. We both smiled, sharing a kiss, as we parted ways for the evening. Nazz left, and I went to bed. I cleaned up the ashtray outside, turned off the pool and hot tub lights, as well as turned out the kitchen lights before I went to bed. I went into my room, laying down. Sailor…fast asleep, clutched her pillow, and her teddy bear. I smiled a kind smile, pulling the sheets up as I fell asleep as well. Sleep sounds great right about now…and I managed to grab it…when I could.
