Up

It started with a sob. Not from me but from him, to set the record straight. He made a little sound and that got me going too. I wrapped my arms around his shoulders and cried soft tears.
“You’ve lost.”
“No. You. You started to cry like a little baby…, not me.”
My shoulder muffled his voice. “I did no such thing.”
“Did too!”
“OK, you win! Geesh!”
He pushed me away and removed the Titanic DVD out of the player. “So… what emotion now?”
I grinned, “I am going for the awwwwwwwww this time.”
“Oh god. Sappy cartoon? Or little orphan lost in the woods?”
I poked his ribs. “I am trying to wean you off of horror, so little girl lost in the woods will be right up your alley.”
He licked his lips. “Hmmmmm yes. I can think of many scenarios’s involving little girls lost in the woods.”
I stomped his arm, hard. “It’s animation this time. A movie called Up. Aiming for some tears too.”
I put the DVD in the player and sat down on the couch. He lay down, his head in my lap. I grinned when I remembered the moment we met. He looked all tough with his leathers and fangs. He smiled up at me and winked as if he had read my thoughts. He said, “I think I enjoy this dehorrorizing.”
“Me too. Now watch the movie.”

I smiled when it started. The man had no idea what was coming for him.

sylvia

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