DORIAN

                    
    This is a work of fiction...not about me..I was never married, or divorced, and I've never lived with anyone named Dorian... R.W.

    After 25 years of marriage, my wife left me for another man, leaving me with this big house. A friend told me I was rattling around, not in a house, but in a well of depression and loneliness...and he was right. It went on for months, but one day my pastor said to me that it was time to get back into a real life, and he wanted me to meet someone named Dorian. On the way there, he raved how beautiful she was...but very quiet, rather mysterious, and with eyes that unsettled some people.
    When we got there, I saw what he meant....a beautiful face...but her eyes had no pigment...black as coal. "Maybe she's possessed", he whispered. Anyway, to keep this story short, let me say that not too long after meeting her, she came to live with me, and it was wonderful not being alone....but I was never sure how she felt about me.
    The first day after she moved in, I came home from work, unlocked the front door, and called out her name..."Dorie?...I'm here."
Silence.
I went through the living room, dining room, kitchen, calling out her name....nothing.
I went up to the second floor...2 bedrooms, bathroom.."Dorie...where are you?"
Still nothing.
Had she left me?
Up to the third floor...looked in the bathroom, still calling her name...and finally, in the guest bedroom, there she was, sitting in a chair looking out the window at the street below.
"There you are...didn't you hear me?"
She turned her head, looked at me with those dead eyes for 5 seconds, then turned back to watching the street below.
That hurt!
    BUT....the following day, returning from work, I opened the front door and she was on the other side, waiting for me...and stayed close to me all evening.
I was happy, but confused.
    At bedtime, when I turned out the light, she pressed the whole length of her body against mine...both of us slept au naturel , so thank God for air conditioning, because she threw out a lot of body heat. As I drifted off, I adjusted my body into a more comfortable position...and she followed me..almost like we were glued together. Was this her way of making up for her cold behavior from the day before? It was a puzzle.
    Now as any guy around my age can tell you, in the middle of the night, nature calls...the kidneys rule! ....and it's a trip to the bathroom to take what one of my buddies calls a "Geezer Whiz".
     I slowly and carefully pulled away from her, not wanting to wake her up. I stood by the bed, watching her...eyes closed, deep slow rhythmic breaths....sound asleep. Good!
    I was in and out of the bathroom in a few minutes, and now she was lying on her back, fully stretched out...still so beautiful.
     I had a feeling that she was not fully asleep...that a small part of her brain was awake...fully alert, aware of what was going on around her. If so, would she be happy that I had returned to her in bed? To find out, I slowly lowered my ear to her stomach.
YES! She was happy...I could hear her purring....



Richard Watherwax
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1 August 2013

MY TURN

It was St. Patrick's Day, Spring Break, 1992, and she was standing on Smather's Beach in Key West and she was looking out to sea when he walked up to her and he said I bet you're Irish because you're wearing a green bathing suit and she said no it's just a coincidence and she thought at the same time that he had the most beautiful eyes and he said what college are you from and she told him and she said how about you and he told her and she said what's your major and then he told her and then he said you know that's Cuba out there straight ahead and she said I know and I'd love to go there someday and he said you will...

They were married two years later and took their honeymoon in Cuba and stopped in Key West on the way back and they went to Smather's Beach and he said this is where it all started and she said yes and I'm so happy it did and he said I really love you so much and she said not as much as I love you and he said our love will last forever and she said yes and cried on his shoulder and said I would just die without you and she looked at him and couldn't stop looking at his most beautiful eyes and they went back up north and they moved into a house and he got a good job and she had their first child and as the years passed they had two more children and when one them (the boy) died in an accident she thought she would just die too but didn't and he lost his job but then got a better one and they moved into a bigger house and when he admitted that he'd had an affair she again thought she'd just die but she forgave him and he never cheated on her again and their children grew up and went to college and got married and had their own children and they would all visit each other on Sundays and he said it's been a wonderful life and she said only because our love was so strong and he said yes and held her hand and on their fiftieth anniversary they went to celebrate in Key West which was so different they were disappointed and when they came home he said he didn't feel well and she said what's the matter and he told her and she said it's probably nothing but they went to the doctor anyway and the doctor said it's only a matter of time and when he passed away she thought she'd just die and wanted to because he was the only one she ever loved but naturally she didn't not just then but when her time came the last thing she saw was his most beautiful eyes...

Three years later her great grand daughter was on her Spring Break standing on the nude beach in Cuba looking out to sea when he walked up to her wearing nothing but dark sunglasses and he said Key West is right up there about 90 miles and she said I know and he said and she said and he said...