His insecurities held him back.
The necessity of withdrawing from public attention seemed of the utmost importance now.
What else could he do?
To emerge within such public scrutiny had been deemed entirely inappropriate by his long standing friends and peers.
Yet the compulsion to do just that glared back at him from the mornings glance in the mirror.
He'd surely lose her if he did not extend.
But to extend meant to harness what he, simply put, could not.
Opinion had been swayed, ideas formed.
Nothing to do but stare at the phone and hope for the best.
Perhaps she'd return his call.
Possibly she held the same reservations and she too felt lost in the whirl wind of speculation.
He wasn't certain.
He simply wanted it to end.
The waiting was causing stasis to settle in, rather than what he had thought would- chaos.
Instead, his mind had faultered.
He dove into the pool, swimming laps at first, than slowing to a quiet underwater frog-like motion.
He didn't hear the mobile phone beckoning his attention while submerged, and when finally reaching the surface, he couldn't possibly dry his hands rapidly enough to answer, though he made the effort.
He didn't have to read the numbers, couldn't have even if he had tried, no glasses presently donned.
He dialed her number, fearful that she'd not respond.
The endless ringing burned his ear, but still, he did so wait.
It's all that he could do.
On the last go, she uttered "hello" his heart passed on its natural rythm causing him to have to suddenly catch his breath.
"Hi"
"How are you?"
"I'm alone"
"I am as well. I'm not sure what to say here"
"Neither am I. All that I know is that this isn't a home without you baby"
"Everyone knows"
"I know. I'm sorry, I didn't mean for things to become so far out of control"
"Well they are. I don't know what to do about this...why...how could let this happen? You said, well hell, you promised that you'd protect me from the outside world"
"I realize that. I'm the first to admit that it didn't work out the way that we had planned. I never wanted this for you, you have to know that"
"I can't even leave my home"
"You could. You could come to me."
"But that would mean..."
"I'm well aware of the consequences of this action, but to remain like this, well I can't exactly walk away from you at this point."
"If I come to you, it's as your wife. I didn't want to marry, I really felt like we should wait- should've been able to wait, but now with this happenning-"
"Understood. Let me send a car for you as soon as I dry off."
"Are you in the pool honey?"
"Yes, why?"
"I'm already here. I just needed to know if you were serious about marrying me"
"Who else did you think that I'd marry baby?"
She laughed "I don't know"
"Are you coming in?"
"Turn around"
He turned around to see her standing behind him, on the edge of the indoor pool.
"You look beautiful to me"
"Thank you"
"I've missed you terribly"
"Better have"
"Come"
She dove in and swam up into his yeilding arms. He held onto her feircely, never desiring to release her to the outside world again.
"I'm sorry baby girl, for everything"
"Thank you for that, but pearls would be nice"
"Done"
"You're my best friend, you know that don't you?"
"You're mine, so it works out well"
"We're in this forever"
"Yes we certainly are"
"Any regrets?"
"No, you?"
"Never a one."
Well that is just a thought before I fall into slumber for the night.
Have a blessed week,
From my hand to yours,
Sawyer
Saint Andrews
The necessity of withdrawing from public attention seemed of the utmost importance now.
What else could he do?
To emerge within such public scrutiny had been deemed entirely inappropriate by his long standing friends and peers.
Yet the compulsion to do just that glared back at him from the mornings glance in the mirror.
He'd surely lose her if he did not extend.
But to extend meant to harness what he, simply put, could not.
Opinion had been swayed, ideas formed.
Nothing to do but stare at the phone and hope for the best.
Perhaps she'd return his call.
Possibly she held the same reservations and she too felt lost in the whirl wind of speculation.
He wasn't certain.
He simply wanted it to end.
The waiting was causing stasis to settle in, rather than what he had thought would- chaos.
Instead, his mind had faultered.
He dove into the pool, swimming laps at first, than slowing to a quiet underwater frog-like motion.
He didn't hear the mobile phone beckoning his attention while submerged, and when finally reaching the surface, he couldn't possibly dry his hands rapidly enough to answer, though he made the effort.
He didn't have to read the numbers, couldn't have even if he had tried, no glasses presently donned.
He dialed her number, fearful that she'd not respond.
The endless ringing burned his ear, but still, he did so wait.
It's all that he could do.
On the last go, she uttered "hello" his heart passed on its natural rythm causing him to have to suddenly catch his breath.
"Hi"
"How are you?"
"I'm alone"
"I am as well. I'm not sure what to say here"
"Neither am I. All that I know is that this isn't a home without you baby"
"Everyone knows"
"I know. I'm sorry, I didn't mean for things to become so far out of control"
"Well they are. I don't know what to do about this...why...how could let this happen? You said, well hell, you promised that you'd protect me from the outside world"
"I realize that. I'm the first to admit that it didn't work out the way that we had planned. I never wanted this for you, you have to know that"
"I can't even leave my home"
"You could. You could come to me."
"But that would mean..."
"I'm well aware of the consequences of this action, but to remain like this, well I can't exactly walk away from you at this point."
"If I come to you, it's as your wife. I didn't want to marry, I really felt like we should wait- should've been able to wait, but now with this happenning-"
"Understood. Let me send a car for you as soon as I dry off."
"Are you in the pool honey?"
"Yes, why?"
"I'm already here. I just needed to know if you were serious about marrying me"
"Who else did you think that I'd marry baby?"
She laughed "I don't know"
"Are you coming in?"
"Turn around"
He turned around to see her standing behind him, on the edge of the indoor pool.
"You look beautiful to me"
"Thank you"
"I've missed you terribly"
"Better have"
"Come"
She dove in and swam up into his yeilding arms. He held onto her feircely, never desiring to release her to the outside world again.
"I'm sorry baby girl, for everything"
"Thank you for that, but pearls would be nice"
"Done"
"You're my best friend, you know that don't you?"
"You're mine, so it works out well"
"We're in this forever"
"Yes we certainly are"
"Any regrets?"
"No, you?"
"Never a one."
Well that is just a thought before I fall into slumber for the night.
Have a blessed week,
From my hand to yours,
Sawyer
Saint Andrews
