Written for Black Cat Alley’s WOW #9
They looked at them together and thought them an odd couple. A pretty young thing full of life and hopes; and a damaged and broken failure. They felt pity for her and wondered how she landed up in such a situation. But she looked at him and saw only his big heart and generosity of spirit. He had promised her that she wouldn’t want for anything. 15 years down the road…he had never broken his promise. Truly, beauty lies in the eyes of the beholder.
Tidied up version:
She was kind. Special. Beauty and light emanating from an equally loving universe.
He was one of those tired, middle-aged, balding schmuck. A baby, behind his armoire of pity.
She said ” You measure up quite nicely.”
He just said “Stand still, heart.”
He said, “I’m a worn-out, emotional wreck but you’ll never want for anything.”
She was entirely comfortable with the way he put it.
Wiped out version:
CHUCK LORRE PRODUCTIONS, #362
She was the kind of woman who said, “I hope this special day is infused with beauty and light and that all your hopes and dreams crystalize into a loving reality emanating from an equally loving universe.” He would have been more comfortable if she just said, “Happy birthday.”
He was the kind of man who said, “Whenever I see one of those tired, middle-aged, balding schmucks pushing a baby carriage down Montana Avenue behind his thirty-year old, yoga-fied, Pilate- sized, armoire shopping, second wife, I can’t help but feel a wave of pity for the poor, toad-like bastard.” She would have been more comfortable if he just said, “I don’t really want more kids.”
She was the kind of woman who said, “What difference does it make if I’ve slept with rock stars, movie stars and sports legends? You measure up quite nicely to all those guys.” He would have been more comfortable if she just said, “Stand still while I stab you in the heart with my intrauterine device.”
He was the kind of man who said, “I’m a worn-out, emotional wreck who’s incapable of anything resembling warmth, love and intimacy, but I have a lot of money and you’ll never want for anything.” She would have been more comfortable if he just said…. No, actually, she was entirely comfortable with the way he put it.