I kept your ring on a chain under my clothes. Pink when I was desperate, yellow when I was restless, green of love when I dwelled in the past and purple of passion when I thought of next Friday. One o’clock, I stepped out my office into a cold drizzle. You swiftly walked around your car and opened the door. Barely I managed not to faint again.“Good afternoon my lady!”I sat down as elegantly as possible. You started the car and caressed my neck, cuddled my curls at the back of my head, pulled my face towards yours and kissed me. My knees weakened purple passion came over me. It rolled from my toes to my head and nestled in my pelvis. I opened my lips… We didn’t have lunch. We took a trip down memory lane, drove along the familiar spots of our youth. The old high school, our parental homes, the ballroom-dancehall and finally to the place of our lonesome adolescent consolation. The natural bench-like rocks at the coast where we, not knowing of each other, stared out over the restless. I called everybody. I called Jenny, your friends, nobody knew where you were," he told me quickly. "I was so worried. Don't do that to me again." I won't," I promised, wiping my face on the sleeve of his bathrobe."I'm just glad you're back." He kissed me more and finally let me go, a little. But he held onto my hand, like he was afraid to let go of me completely."I just had to think," I told him, squeezing his warm soft hand in mine."Are you okay?" He suddenly looked at me like I might be hurt, pulling me to him again, turning me around, looking me over like I might have been dying or something. "Are you hurt?" I'm fine, Daddy." I smiled at him. "Really, I'm okay. It was just one night." I know," he nodded. "Yeah, I know you're okay." He looked like he'd aged ten years since I'd seen him the day before. Daddy's eyes were dark, with bags under them, and his hair looked a little more grey, the lines around his mouth drawn and deeper than I remembered."You didn't sleep," I said, not.
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