I wish it would Rain
Carol: a Mid-Twenty year old Women
Carol: My mother says that when I came into the world it was raining, she said it was for good luck. It rained the day that I was married and everyone said that it was good luck. My mother lied. Everyone lied. Rain is not good luck. Its just weather, it can't be good or bad. Right now, I want the rain. I want it to be dark and stormy. Weather to match my emotions.
I found out yesterday that my ex-husband was back in town. No I have not seen him yet. I'm just wishing that I had decided to move to Cali. But I had no reason too, just a feeling. Maybe I should listen to my feelings more. god I wish it would just rain! Its been nice and sunny and kind of hot for the last two weeks. Perfect weather, no hint of something bad happening. See you can't trust the weather. On days when it should be wonderful and cheerful, like weddings, it rains.
I just hope my ex takes his time finding out where I am. I don't really fancy running into him and having a scene. I don't want to see him at all. But James, James can't resist bothering me. He just has to try to get me to come back to him, not that I ever would. He, he's, he's just such a bastard, you know? He's pig headed and annoying and he has that great way of looking right through you and making you want him and needing him. Its been that way since high school. Of course it does not matter that he is never faithful, never was, because you just need him so damn much. god I sound pittiful. I HATE JAMES!
(cell phone rings) Bet that's him. (lets it ring) I am not answering the phone, I'm not. (answering machine picks up) "Thanks for calling, Please leave me a message and I'll get right back at ya"
god...
James (on phone): Hey Carol babes. Pick up Please, (pause) ummm Guess what? I'm in town... I thought maybe you would like to meet me for drinks at 9pm? you know just bullshit about the old times, have some fun. Carol, please pick up baby. baby? Right, I'll see you at 9 at Old Joe's
Carol: I never realized how pitiful he sounds on the phone. Must be his new wife is not as great as he thought she would be. I know for a fact that it was sunny at their wedding. Not that it matters. Damn you James, you can go have a drink on your own. I'm fine. I'm just fine right here.
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