A perfect relationship
10 Feb 2010 Leave a Comment
She was holding in one hand her cup of hot chocolate and in the other hand her pencil.She stared at the blank page in front of her,wishing that it will fill by itself.
“No use” she thought as she put down the cup,biting the eraser of her pencil “I will never be able to write a book about a perfect relationship”. She sighed and reached for her cellphone. She looked at the screen thinking about an excuse for her editor; she imagined his face turning red and the tone of his voice..she freaked out and put the cellphone down.
She took her head in her hands and kept looking at the blank page
“What am I going to do?” she said sad
“Can I help you?” she heard a sweet masculine voice and saw the end of a white apron
“No,I don’t want to order anything else.Thank you!” she answered
“No Miss,I mean with this..”he said reaching for the blank sheet of paper
She raised her head and saw a tall dark haired guy,with deep green eyes and a charming smile. She put herself her best smile and said:
“What do you know about perfect relationships?”
“Well I know something. Let me finish my shift and we will talk..”
After he finished his shift they went into a pub nearby. The atmosphere was a relaxing one: it was slow music and candles, the perfect time and place to talk about….
“…Perfect relationship you say..”he said as he laid back in his chair.He stood like that for a couple of minutes,then leaned to her and looked her in the eyes “There is no such thing”he ended with a bitter smile
“But you said…”she said disappointed
“I know what I said.There aren’t perfect relationships,just relationships to tend to be perfect. In order to reach the perfection a relationship needs to pass the time test. For example: Romeo and Juliet,Tristan and Isolde,the old couple living next door to you,maybe even your parents…every couple has this chance…even you and me..”…
The flashback ended..she was sitting in her armchair,looking at her grandchildren playing on the carpet. She saw her husband..she saw the joy of playing with their grandchildren in his deep green eyes. She took her latest book in her hand and read the last page…
“…..I could leave the last page blank. There is no such thing as “the perfect relationship”, but then I remember the years spent with my husband and his charming smile that never got old…There is no such thing as “the perfect relationship”..but ours is almost there,dear…”
