Sunday, February 25, 2007

Puzzled--story seed

He looked up, puzzled. Would he ever understand this woman that he loved so totally?

She was just returning to the table, and she seemed to have been crying. Why?? Weren't they creating what would be remembered as one of the best nights of their lives? He had asked her to marry him. She had said yes, then had hurried off to the restroom. It didn't ever happen like that in the movies.

"Is everything okay?" he asked nonsensicallly.

"I'll be fine," she reasurred him. "I'm just being silly. I always wanted to celebrate this moment with my parents. Coming so soon after their deaths just made me a little sad. I'm sorry."

He had hardly known her parents, had met them several times, but they lived so far away, they really hadn't been a factor in his life with her. He figured they must have been good people, because she was the most caring and thoughtful person he had ever really known, but that they might be a significant influence in his future life, really hadn't crossed his mind. They had lived somewhere in Canada, had died together recently, some sort of accident, automobile--he assumed. She had seemed okay with his not flying to Canada with her for the funeral. He really had NOT wanted to go, he hated funerals. She seem to accept his work excuse. She indicated there would be so much to do, both her siblings would come back for it also. None of them lived there anymore, so all would be staying in the family home. Besides the funeral and burials---she didn't know if they had pre-arranged anything---there was much to do with the house, the estate, and all kinds of mess that she'd never really given any thought to.

It was while she was in Canada that he had realized how much he had come to want her in his day to day life, full time, permanently. He convinced himself that this was a good time to go ahead with marriage plans, that it would help her get past the loss, by creating a new "family" to fill her life. She was gone a couple of weeks longer than he expected. They talked often. He even finally volunteered to fly up and join her, but she said it wasn't necessary. Her attitude confused him a bit, she seemed distracted more than distraught, definitely upset, but she didn't seem to want to talk about it. He had asked numerous times about the accident that had caused her parents' deaths. That was something else she didn't want to talk about, he assumed because it was gruesome.

Since she had returned, she was definitely more puzzling to him, than she had been before: moody, it almost seemed secretive, about phone contacts she periodically received and mail. All of it really just served to convince him it was a good time for him to turn her thoughts and interests elsewhere with wedding planning.

It never occurred to him that perhaps he ought to know more about this dear fiancee, her former family, how they made their living, and the accident of their deaths.

Puzzled----a state he didn't find too terribly uncomfortable. Didn't all women puzzle all men??

What he did not realize was the complexity of the puzzle of the life he was about to merge with his own.


Blogger Cate said...

You piqued my interest from the very beginning! Your seed is already fruitful!

8:06 PM  
Blogger Colorful Prose said...

Very good seed. I want to know more!

11:50 PM  
Blogger sarala said...

Very nice. A good puzzler. Will there be a second chapter?

8:00 AM  
Blogger gautami tripathy said...

This is very interesting. I want more.


8:22 AM  
Blogger paris parfait said...

A delicious puzzle, begging for an answer! Well done!

10:14 AM  
Blogger Terri /Tinker said...

I'm not only puzzled, but also intrigued! I'd like to know more about the family business...

7:36 PM  

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