Feb. Ex. by Smile_B
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|Wed, 02-23-2000 - 11:46am|
Feb. Ex. by Smile_B
As usual, Smile bends the rules a bit. After reading everyone else's great work, the only way I was going to come up with an original idea was to go in a totally different direction. Here it is:
He sat alone on the bench waiting for the bus to arrive. The cool autumn breeze kicked up leaves of amber and red that swirled around him and landed softly by his side. He picked one up to twirl between his fingers and thought of her again.
She always loved to take the bus. He would have been happy to driver her; it was such a short trip. But she insisted that she take the bus. It obviously held some adventure for her. He wondered what news she would bring home with her today, for there was always something. Each time she returned she was full of news and bursting with some new wisdom to impart. Her enthusiasm for life was only one of the many things he loved about her. He wondered what had happened today.
He looked up into the hazy sky and noted that it looked like it might storm later tonight. She hated storms. He thought of the many nights that she had come to him, while he sat reading his medical journals, shaking, cold, and fearful of the tempest outside. She would curl up beside him and put her head in his lap, and he would stroke her soft blonde curls until she gently drifted off to sleep. Then he would sit still and quiet watching her sleep, marveling at the gentle slope of her face and how her long eyelashes fanned out upon her cheeks. She was the most beautiful creature on the earth to him. The one true keeper of his heart.
He thought back to the first time he saw her. There in the hospital amid the harsh lighting and pungent odor of sterility, he caught sight of her and was instantly overtaken by a tidal wave of emotion. He knew in that instant that his life was changed forever. For those who don’t believe in love at first sight, well, they just must not have a Shelby. What a shame.
As amazing as that first encounter was, his love for her had only grown through the years. She had been his whole life for the past ten years, and he wouldn’t have it any other way. The bittersweet irony was that he knew even now that it wouldn’t last forever. One day, he would have to face life without her again. She would move on to bigger things, but for now, he was simply grateful for the time they had. He would be sure to make the most of every day.
He was brought back to the present by the rumble of the bus coming up the street. He rose slowly from the bench, straightening his slacks, his arms aching with the excitement of holding her again. As the bus screeched to a stop, the door swung open, and as always she was the first down the steps. Stopping at the edge, he spread his arms wide and she leapt into them. With a tight squeeze and a peck on the cheek, she turned her sparkling blue eyes to him.
“Princess! How was school today?”
“Fine. You will never guess what happened!”