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Week 14, Title: If I just sit here

Posted on 2014.07.10 at 12:10
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Gale walks to the living room, running her palms along her short green dress to smooth out any remaining creases. She pauses in the doorway, moving her hand towards her face before remembering her make-up and withdrawing, this night’s like any other and yet she’s nervous. She looks at Tara and her shoulders relax. Tara’s curled up on their old teal armchair, wearing pyjamas and eating from a tub of ice cream, her hairs a mess and she looks perfect. Gale smiles and enters the room.

“Wow, you look gorgeous, are you going somewhere? Are we going somewhere?” Tara asks pointing her spoon at herself.

“No, actually I thought we’d stay in,” she says, swaying her hips as she moves towards Tara. 

Gale straddles her partner, knees sinking into the too soft cushion, and leans in for a kiss. Tara smiles, humming in pleasure as she responds but only moments later she’s pulling away.

“What?” Gale asks.

“It’s just been a long day and I’m kind of exhausted,” Tara replies.

“And you want to just sit here eating ask cream,” Gale says with amused resignation. She can’t help but be a little disappointed, this one last chance at carefree intimacy seems important somehow, but she lets it go quickly, she’s tired too and in this moment curling up together with some ice cream feels like the best idea in the world.

“Yeah, join me?”

“Okay,” Gale replies, sliding her leg over until she’s sitting sideways in Tara’s lap.

“Here,” Tara says, holding out a spoonful to her.

“Thanks,” she says, enclosing her lips around the spoon, savouring the cool raspberry flavour.  

Gale reaches a hand out to her lovers face, she wants this time to never end. Stroking Tara’s cheek she’s momentarily distracted by her own nail polish, a shade of red she picked for its name; ‘Fire and Ice’; it’s bright against olive skin. She struggles to exist in the present, so desperate to infuse it with meaning, she asks,
“If you could go anywhere in the world, do anything you wanted, what would it be?”

“Italy,” Tara answers without hesitation.

“Of course,” Gale chuckles, it’s exactly what she’s expecting, and adds, “we should go.”

“Yeah, we should, and do all the cliché touristy things, even if we don’t have time for them all we have to visit the Colosseum and the leaning tower of Pisa, oh and the food, we could eat real gelato…” Tara lifts a spoonful of ice cream to her lips, pretending, she closes her eyes and instead of putting the spoon in her mouth licks slowly along the surface.  

“Next week,” Gale states.

“What about it?”

“We should go next week.” 

“We can’t just drop everything and go on holiday, what’s going on?”

Gale chastises herself for being so obvious, “You’re right, just a crazy idea, maybe this summer?”

“Yeah, that would be awesome.”

In her periphery Gale sees the discarded envelope on which she scrawled ‘Dr Morris’ and a phone number, thinks she should’ve hidden it, thinks Tara will see it and will know.

“Where else do you want to go? Somewhere different, somewhere no one thinks of,” Gale asks.

“You know me; I’m kind of straight forward when it comes to travel stuff.”

“Something else then, what do you want to do?” Gale urges. 

“I don’t know. What do you want to do?”

“I want to know what you want to do, just tell me,” Gale demands.

Tara laughs, “What’s with the interrogation?”

“Sorry, I just want to know everything about you; I need to know it all.” Need to pack decades of time into whatever we have.

“What’s wrong?”

She imagines Tara’s words too weary and concerned, and movements too careful and delicate, wants to keep the state they have for a few more precious minutes, tries to keep her tone light, “Nothing’s wrong. I’m just asking…”

“Gale, tell me.”

She shifts, disentangling from their coiled position until she’s sitting on the chair’s arm, then she quietly confesses, “I’m dying.”


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bleodswean at 2014-07-10 16:30 (UTC) (Link)
This works. Both as a glimpse into an Important Moment and as a really well-done response to the prompt. The chair, the chair. Lovely writing!
swirlsofblue at 2014-07-10 16:42 (UTC) (Link)
Thank you, glad you think it works, I struggled with this one :)
rayaso at 2014-07-10 23:30 (UTC) (Link)
This was a great use of the chair. It was very well written about a very difficult moment in life. The desire to cram as much living into whatever time is left must be a powerful force in someone who gets this kind of news.
swirlsofblue at 2014-07-11 05:58 (UTC) (Link)
Thank you :)
eska818 at 2014-07-11 06:46 (UTC) (Link)

This made me have a sad. But it's lovely and I the attention to detail is wonderful.
swirlsofblue at 2014-07-11 06:48 (UTC) (Link)
Thank you, glad you found it lovely :)
A Karmic Sandbox
karmasoup at 2014-07-12 03:33 (UTC) (Link)
I know how that is, that moment when you know, in this life, your world will be defined by before this and after this, and what it is to want to maintain the "before" as long as possible. You've captured this well.
swirlsofblue at 2014-07-12 06:53 (UTC) (Link)
Thank you, I'm glad, I was hoping that would come across :)
n3m3sis43 at 2014-07-13 00:39 (UTC) (Link)
There was so much tenderness and emotion in this piece. Really nice job.
swirlsofblue at 2014-07-13 08:26 (UTC) (Link)
Thank you, glad you liked it :)
Laura, aka "Ro Arwen"
roina_arwen at 2014-07-13 23:37 (UTC) (Link)
Lots of wonderful details in this, and you can feel Gale's wistfulness.
swirlsofblue at 2014-07-14 05:24 (UTC) (Link)
Thank you, glad that came across :)
Jemima Pauler
jem0000000 at 2014-07-14 09:04 (UTC) (Link)
Poor Gale -- and her partner.
swirlsofblue at 2014-07-15 13:12 (UTC) (Link)
IKR, thanks for commenting :)
livejournal at 2014-07-15 10:59 (UTC) (Link)

lj idol recommended reading week 14

Teo Says
eternal_ot at 2014-07-15 12:38 (UTC) (Link)
Awww...:/ my heart went out for both of them...wonderful use of the prompt..Good job!
swirlsofblue at 2014-07-15 13:12 (UTC) (Link)
Thank you, glad it moved you :)
kajel at 2014-07-15 21:00 (UTC) (Link)
This was so lovely and sad. Nicely done.
swirlsofblue at 2014-07-16 06:08 (UTC) (Link)
Thank you :)
theun4givables at 2014-07-15 21:48 (UTC) (Link)
You could kinda see the end coming, what with Gale's focus on the present and trying to know EVERYTHING about Tara, but it's still so sweet and tender and heartbreaking. Poor girls.
swirlsofblue at 2014-07-16 06:09 (UTC) (Link)
Thank you, glad it moved you :)
Shadow Wolf Byrd
shadowwolf13 at 2014-07-16 05:29 (UTC) (Link)
Oh ... :heartbreak:
swirlsofblue at 2014-07-16 06:10 (UTC) (Link)
Thank you :) *hugs*
The Coalition For Disturbing Metaphors
halfshellvenus at 2014-07-17 04:14 (UTC) (Link)
I wasn't sure for a bit whether Gale had begun a suicide path earlier in the evening or whether her death was farther off, but that sense of lost moments and that the time left to do it all is now limited... leads to the same sad place.

swirlsofblue at 2014-07-17 06:23 (UTC) (Link)
Yeah, I was trying to keep it a bit ambiguous in the middle as to what was going on, but I hadn't thought of the suicide track, good point :).

Thank you, glad you found it lovely :).

waltzmatildah at 2014-07-17 10:45 (UTC) (Link)
At first I thought there was going to be lady lovin' in an armchair and I was all... "hooooo yes! gimme...!"

That said, I was not disappointed, because you did a great job with this!
swirlsofblue at 2014-07-17 10:47 (UTC) (Link)
Thank you, glad you liked it :).

At first there was going to be some lady lovin, and then I remembered how bad I am at writing smut ;).
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swirlsofblue at 2014-07-17 14:33 (UTC) (Link)
Thank you, glad you liked it :)
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