2/15/15 WEWRIWA

Hi everyone. Thank you all who remembered my 84th birthday Friday the 13th. 84 and I want more. Son Paul Skyped twice from Denmark to sing Happy Birthday with step son , handsome young man, and lovely wife Eva plus a guest, a former New Yorker who lives in Copenhagen and teaches law. Hmm. His teaching  dance career is beginning to blossom. Eva is a talented artist. What an extraordinary couple.

And we are trapped in a freeze-what they call a wintry mix-that hasn’t been seen in years. But Spring is on the way and Grandest is my coach working my old bones. There’s hope.

Last week, my eight had Beth in compromising positions with the younger man, pool guy, Maverick. She wakes the next morning to smell a combination of coffee and chlorinated water and  wonders where she is. Steam curled from the
coffee mug on the floor right next to her. Naked, an over-sized beach towel tucked under her chin, she stretched out on the cushion Maverick threw on the floor before last night really got interesting.

excerpt in eight:

“Would you mind if I took some pictures?” Maverick’s deep voice echoed across the water and In one swift motion, Beth covered her head with the towel.
Pictures of rumpled-Beth-skin? Not on your life or mine, lover; “to remember me by or  can’t I autograph something instead?” 
Boot steps retreated,she peeked from under the towel, he was photographing the pool structure, plants and his question was rhetorical while she was talking to herself. Wrapped in the towel, Beth made a dash for
the door calling “If you’re hungry, I’m scrambling eggs.”
By the time Maverick sauntered in, Beth had scrambled more than eggs; the fastest transformation in her history left the
energetic woman radiant, flushed with afterglow and full of creative ideas. What next for the future was on her mind and it did include the not-as-young-as-she-thought-he-was man who entered her more than once last night and was about to enter her home as if he belonged here.

Mopping crumbs from his mouth, Maverick finished the last drink from the coffee mug,”I decided, with your okay, to make a photographic display of the enclosure because actually, last night I stopped by to tell you about this and. . .” he paused, the slow crooked smart-ass grin took on special meaning,” Mr. Big Bucks wants to see it and this would be great for my business.”
 
Beth stiffened her jaw, thought he said business so keep it business and with a straight face, Beth said, “It was my baby from the beginning so what’s in it for me?”

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30 thoughts on “2/15/15 WEWRIWA

  1. I love that she speaks up and asks what’s in it for her. It’s her right! I do hope the romance doesn’t end there… he wasn’t using her, was he? 😦 Happy Birthday again, Charmaine! *hugs*

  2. Intriguing 8! I love that she hid herself under the towel, and that neither was really aware of what the other was doing. I also felt that he was almost sleezy in a way at the end, when he’s talking about how it would boost his business. Did he really just sleep with her so he could get a better bottom line?! I can’t wait to find out! 🙂 Very well done! And happy birthday! 😉

  3. Well, I hope he was a little more sincere than simply using her. And if they remain friends, it was probably more. But her response was perfect. She’s such an engaging character. And Happy Birthday, Charmaine!

  4. What a comeback – I LOVE her attitude here. Belated happy birthday wishes!!! And hugs…terrific excerpt as always They way you had her (and us) assume he was taking pictures of her at first, when it wasn’t that at all, was hilarious..

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