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Wednesday, November 23, 2011

Majorca Flats -- 257

The door opened as Luigi drove up the driveway of a charming wooden cottage, surrounded by a beautiful garden full of deciduous trees and itself festooned with creepers and flower boxes. Cody and another man—what was his name again? ah yes, Michael—came out onto the veranda. The air was light and clear, though the sun wasn't yet over the mountains' edges. It was going to be a beautiful day. Luigi didn't think about any of that but felt only his heart turn upside down as he saw Cody's familiar face. He wanted to take Cody into his arms, to kiss him and comfort him, to make him smile again. But he stood stiffly, all at once discomposed by all that had passed between them in the last few weeks. Cody stared at him, his face so sad, so lost and lonely that Luigi forgave him all he'd done. I'm not starting up with him again, he thought, no way. I forgive him. We can be friends. I'll help him. But things can never be what they were. And then he thought, fuck it, and put his arms round Cody and pulled him into a tight hug.
Cody burst into tears.

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1 comment:

Patrick Young said...

Beautiful perspective, Lu: for all that your brain and memory tell you that may be painful, or negative, or hurt, listen to you HEART and just say FUCK IT and take the poor wounded git into your arms!!!!

Thanks, Nik!