Mary Kendall, A Ghost Story
Is it love?
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Mary goes back inside after the ceremony and works a little on her science research. She finishes and goes downstairs and finds Lia back from a hunting trip. She found a dried and crumbling snake skin. Ewww! Mary pats her on the head. “Good kitty!” She tells her not wanting to hurt her feelings. She disposes of the snake skin and waves at Damien who just came in from running an errand.
“Do you have a minute?” he asks her.
https://live.staticflickr.com/65535/50674925918_d5503e59b6_b.jpghttps://live.staticflickr.com/65535/50675676616_ca23b75f3e_b.jpgMary glances up at him wondering why he seems so nervous. "I sure do. I was just playing with Lia. I'm happy that she seems comfortable with me being a ghost. Some animals are frightened and will growl."
https://live.staticflickr.com/65535/50674925843_7b32034316_b.jpgDamien has been thinking about inviting Mary out all day in between everything else that has gone on. He has even practiced in his head how to ask her. His errand was to the local nursery. He wanted some flowers to give to Mary. Red represents the color of love and passion, fire and desire. He knows he feels all those for Mary, so he chose red flowers to symbolize his feelings for her. He takes them out of hiding and hands them to her while asking her to go out with him. “I saw these and immediately thought of you. I hope you like them." Without waiting for an answer he continues, "Mary, will you go out on a date with me?”
Mary loves flowers and no one has given her flowers since her funeral and that shouldn’t count. She is touched by the romantic gesture and hides her tears by breathing in the fragrance from the flowers.
Damien, still nervous, stutter’s and explains. “I understand if you don’t want to go. I might be rushing you and am sorry if I am."
https://live.staticflickr.com/65535/50675759927_e47fb47962_b.jpghttps://live.staticflickr.com/65535/50675759897_2edc26d137_b.jpgMary realizes in her emotional moment she has hurt Damien by not answering his question. She steps closer to him and whispers, “Damien! I would love to go out with you. I love the flowers and was so touched by them I couldn’t speak for a few moments. They are so beautiful.”
Damien gazes into her beautiful eyes. “You’ve made me very happy. I look forward to spending the evening with you.”
“What do you have planned? So, I know how to dress.”
“A traditional date. Dinner and a movie and if it is not too cold, a walk in the park. Does that sound good to you?"
“That sounds perfect!” Mary replies, excited as she has not been on a date since her university days. All she has done since meeting Damien is dream about being with him. She recalls Betty telling her he was half in love with her before they met. He seems to enjoy her company and she sure enjoys being with him. Damien is the first thing she thinks about when she wakes and the last thing before she falls asleep. She even dreams about him. Is it love?
“What time should I be ready?”
“Meet me back here at 6 pm.”
Damien watches as she floats up the stairs. She said yes! He is looking forward to spending a romantic evening with her. He hurries upstairs to his room to get ready for the date.
https://live.staticflickr.com/65535/50675676506_807b5ae3bb_b.jpgIn the meantime, Jamie prepares for his dinner with Bekka.
Is this a date? No, I don't think so. I'm going to have to take my time with her. She's been hurt and I need her to trust me. Friends first. I can wait. He trims his beard as he notices it is getting a little scraggly.
He carefully applies his aftershave as if it is a date.
https://live.staticflickr.com/65535/50680599356_5e69abb93d_b.jpghttps://live.staticflickr.com/65535/50679841398_c740e4a561_b.jpgBekka stops working on the project and fixes dinner. She prepares one of her specialties that she learned from her Mom before she died. She sets it aside to heat after she takes her shower. She hopes Jamie will be on time, so it doesn't get overcooked.
https://live.staticflickr.com/65535/50674925943_06e25ac92e_b.jpghttps://live.staticflickr.com/65535/50679841318_1256b00db8_b.jpgJamie is rushing, so he won’t be late. He stops long enough to compliment Mary and Damien on how well they look together and to enjoy their evening. Damien snaps his suspender as he walks by. Damien teases him,“You cleaned up pretty well yourself. Are you sure it’s not a date?” Jamie looks a little confused. “I don’t think it’s a date. She wants to explain in private.”
Mary reaches over and pats his face. “I don’t know what happened, but I recognize pain in her. Be gentle with her Jamie.”
“I sense it too Mary. I will. Make sure he brings his wallet, so you won’t have to wash dishes. Make him explain that to you.” Jamie laughs as he hurries out the door.
“I’ll explain that story over dinner. Shall we bundle up warmly for a ride on the bike, or would you rather I call a taxi?”
“I’ll bundle up! I love riding on your bike.” He loves her enthusiasm and agrees he loves having her ride on the motorcycle with her arms wrapped around him.
https://live.staticflickr.com/65535/50679841313_e0fa40fa22_b.jpgMary and Damien enjoy the ride, despite the chill in the air from the winter night. Mary snuggles into Damien's back wrapping her arms around him tightly. She breathes in the scent from the cologne he wears and sighs happily. He loves feeling her arms around him. Damien helps her off and keeps her hand in his. A rosy glow bathes the town as the sun is setting for the night.
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