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Show house/ 416 •rro5"f "We a r e n ' t married yet," I said, iee. on my tongue. I didn't know how to simply t e l l him how I f e l t about eginnings, not when everything depended on timing. Why didn't e know how to do i t right: r i t u a l i z e d , with moonlight and soft lances and some element of surprise. Why d i d n ' t he know how ifficult - and yet how important - i t was to t r a n s l a t e all he moments of my past into t h i s moment? Brian shrugged and smiled, importuning. "You know re're already married. No piece of paper i s going to change rtiat's in our h e a r t s / ' - ->v ou* LoJus, hr -H+-h r*rr^< " I pulled the bedspread up. "Please leave," I said ;urning my back to him. I stared at the wall, rigid. Some :old, idealistic,/-7 almost idolatrous part of me wanted to turn the moment of engagement into a masquerade, something my father :ould witness and smile upon. Brian cleared his throat. "Just a preview of coming His voice was kind and l i g h t as a t i c k l e, attractions?" A trying to restore the feeling that had between us bounded back and forth A l i ko a warm puppy, since his return from boot camp. Why had I tamed i t , tied i t down when time was so precious? But I did not turn 0- back to face him. "Sorry." Brian was t e r s e and he closed the door impatiently. I could hear him pacing in the livingroom. The ticking hands of the clock made me look up. They seemed to Preach at me, speaking of now, now, now. I paused between my buttons and sighed to ease the sharp pain beneath my ribs, There was no time to be p r o f l i g a t e . There was no time to have 1-t all the way my father would want i t . There was only time for Brian and for love - one l a s t sanctuary to be reached before nightfali, |