 #1 (permalink) Fri Jul 24, 2009 8:54 am The Addict. |
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He was a little crazy.
From the moment of their meeting she had recognised this, but he had such an appealing air about him that she found herself attracted to him in a way that she had never felt before toward any other man.
He was very good-looking, with deep blue eyes and tousled fair hair that really needed some urgent attention. She was attracted to him like iron to a magnet, and for the whole night of the party she never left his side.
When the party ended she didn't want to lose his company, so she invited him to spend the night at her apartment.
They shared the single bed, and she was so happy when he spent the entire night holding her close, with no attempt of sexual contact.
The next morning she left for work. He was still sleeping, and it was her fervent hope that he would be still there when she returned........... He was, and she set about preparing a meal for them both.
He was very open with her, and he explained that he was indeed an addict. He had a private income from his parent's estate, and he added that it was lucky for him that he had, for he was incapable of holding down a job.
She accepted him for what he was, and they lived together for several years, during which time she gave birth to a son, and later, a daughter.
He meant everything to her, and she never tired of telling him so.
She knew that deep down he loved her in return, but was incapable of truly expressing his feelings for her.
Whenever he was under the influence of drugs he was never nasty or hostile, but he was often incoherent in his speech, and she often had to translate his words to their friends or children. All she knew was that she was so very happy, and so very much in love with her man.
She was deeply satisfied in her role of wife, mother and lover.
Was there any other woman more happy with her lot in life, she often wondered.
One fine morning, after taking the children to school, she returned to find him packing a small suitcase.
He said he was leaving, but offered no reason for his doing so.
She knew it was futile to press him for a reason so she said nothing.
He left by the front door, and she watched from the upstairs window, as he slowly dwindled into the distance.
She felt so empty and sad. She lay on the bed and softly wept herself to sleep.
She was awakened by a knock on the front door, and hurrying downstairs she slowly opened the door.
He was stood there, his eyes filled with tears.
"You're all I've ever had," he said as he gently kissed her.
Kitos.
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