“It’s a family reunion,” Wesley said quietly from where he was sitting on the bed. “You need to go,” he reminded her.
Lena tied off her braid and eyed herself critically in the mirror, where she could see herself and her husband in a single image. “Not without you I’m not.” She turned around and started rummaging for her purse. Angelita was due off at the store in twenty minutes, which meant Lena was late.
But Wesley’s sense of time varied and just now it wasn’t particularly strong in the regard she wanted it to be. He caught her wrist and drew her closer. “You need to go,” he repeated. “Family matters.”
He was so earnest, looking at her with those hopeful, clear eyes that seemed to see so much because he had to keep them open when it was the only way to understand. But it wasn’t just hard for him and she wrapped her arms around his neck and held on tight for a long moment. She never told him that if he were to wake on a Tuesday morning without his reminders and without her, she would lose him—forever.
“I love you, Wesley.”
“You need to go,” he said gently but stubbornly.
Lena laughed softly and pulled away. The man had always been stubborn. “I need to go to the store and relieve Angelita. We can talk about it later, maybe see if your boss will give you the day off.”
Then she hurried out the door before he could protest.
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Seven Days Ficlet: Stubborn
Date: 2013-09-26 09:42 pm (UTC)Lena tied off her braid and eyed herself critically in the mirror, where she could see herself and her husband in a single image. “Not without you I’m not.” She turned around and started rummaging for her purse. Angelita was due off at the store in twenty minutes, which meant Lena was late.
But Wesley’s sense of time varied and just now it wasn’t particularly strong in the regard she wanted it to be. He caught her wrist and drew her closer. “You need to go,” he repeated. “Family matters.”
He was so earnest, looking at her with those hopeful, clear eyes that seemed to see so much because he had to keep them open when it was the only way to understand. But it wasn’t just hard for him and she wrapped her arms around his neck and held on tight for a long moment. She never told him that if he were to wake on a Tuesday morning without his reminders and without her, she would lose him—forever.
“I love you, Wesley.”
“You need to go,” he said gently but stubbornly.
Lena laughed softly and pulled away. The man had always been stubborn. “I need to go to the store and relieve Angelita. We can talk about it later, maybe see if your boss will give you the day off.”
Then she hurried out the door before he could protest.
Lena was also stubborn.