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Love story 9

on April 24, 2012

Sometimes Inna liked to take me for a walk around the garden after her afternoon rest.

Sometimes it would take awhile to find her elusive walking stick (the same one Husband uses now!)

Sometimes we would pick grapefruit from the orchard, camellias and roses for the vases.

Sometimes we would venture over to the dairy where Husband and his two farmworkers were finishing up.

Inna would ask Husband to turn one of the milk cans upside down so she could sit down and I would stand awkwardly next to her watching Husband but trying not to.

Sometimes Inna would catch my eye and blink knowingly and my face would flush pink from the neck up.

Sometimes Husband would glance in our direction with obvious irritation because we were in the way.

I would ride my bicycle home trying hard to keep his look of irritation at the forefront of my mind in order to stop my heart from galloping too far ahead

But it didn’t work.


20 responses to “Love story 9

  1. I LOVE love stories!

  2. Your mother-in-law was really in on the whole thing! She must have loved to see you tortured (in a good way!) inside with the feelings you had for her son.

  3. pixilated2 says:

    Good stories, like a good meal, are best savored slowly…
    ~ Lynda

  4. I like the line that starts with, “I would ride my bicycle home…” Great imagery!

  5. Robyn Lee says:

    Like it in the ‘bits’ – the reader gets to really focus and digest it … slowly – just as you did then (and are thinking about it now). Terrific. Ina sounds like one interesting lady. I think she knew from the start that Jules was the one for her boy!

  6. bluebee says:

    Haha – I suspect his irritation was because he realized Inna was onto you both 🙂

  7. Fergiemoto says:

    I love the sentence about Inna blinking at you!

  8. Just savoring it! Thank you!

  9. dcwisdom says:

    Young love! Oh the suspense! 🙂

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