sometimes i just play with dialogue (aka "i'd probably marry her")

They walk, arm in arm, along the quiet small town streets.

She is almost swimming in his hooded sweatshirt.

It is just before dusk.

“Why do I put up with you?” he asks.

“That’s a good question,” she replies.  “Why DO you put up with me?”

“Hmmm.  I guess…  You’re like Lucky Charms.”

“Uhm… does that sign say that there are crawlers for sale?  Like night crawlers?”

“Actually it says ‘crailers 4 sale,’ but yes, that’s what it is.”

“Wow.  We come from different words.”

“Truth. ”

“Wow.”

“Are you enjoying the tour, lady?”

“Yes.  It’s fun to see where you came from.  I just wish I hadn’t finished my ice cream already…”

“Oh.  Look over here.  If I was to propose to you, I’d do it right here.  On this bench.  Lighthouse right over there and– Why are you looking at me like that?”

“Yoooou’ve thought about proposing to me.”

“No. Wait…”

“It’s OK. I can see why you would want to marry me.  I’m quite fetching.”

“Yeah, well, I’ve seen you in your house coat.”

“What?  You told me I look cute in it.  Sad face.”

“You dooooo.”

“Ha.  Ha.  You love me!”

“I don’t like you when you’re obnoxious.”

“You actually do.”

“Crap.”

“Hee hee.”

He breaks his popsicle in two and gives her the slightly bigger half.

She smiles.  She licks.

“Root beer?” she asks.  “I thought it was chocolate.”

“Nope.  Was always root beer.”

“Looked like chocolate.  And who eats root beer anyway?”

“Give it back.”

“No.  Why?”

“Give it back.  If you don’t appreciate it.”

“I do!”

“OK.”

“I do.  Baby.”

“I love when you call me baby.”

“I called you A baby, really.”

“I don’t like you.”

“Untrue.”

“Why do you always complain?”

“I appreciate it.”

“Mmhmm.”

“I’ll give you cold kisses.”

“You should.

“Lots of cold kisses.”

“I’d like that.”

“I love you.”

“I know.”

He takes her ponytail gently in his hand as they walk.

“Still… root beer?” she asks, mid-lick.

“Grrrrrrr.”

“Awwww.  Want me to walk a little bit ahead of you so you can look at my ass in these jeans?”

“Yes, please.”

“So, why Lucky Charms?”

“Because you’re magically delicious.”

She stops walking.

“That’s just weak.  Seriously?”

He shrugs.

She shakes her head.

She kisses him.

Hard.

“OK, sir, tell me what this building is.”

“That’s the Post Office.  We played street hockey behind there when we were kids.”

“They had hockey when you were a kid?”

“Cute.”

“Were the fur trappers in the employ of the Hudson Bay Company very competitive?”

“Well-crafted.”

“I’m sorry. I’ll stop.”

“OK.”

“I’ll be nice from now on.”

“That would be a lovely surprise.”

“OK.”

She takes his hand and they start walking again.

“So street hockey, huh?”

“Yup.”

“They had streets when you were a kid?”

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19 Responses

  1. The most amazing thing about your writing is that it
    isn’t sitting all over my bookshelves right now. God, I love great writing…

  2. b says:

    And you play so well.

  3. Shelley says:

    I’d laugh if you ended up married to an older woman.

  4. Peter this was lovely.. so how much younger than you is this wife of yours going to be?

    • Peter DeWolf says:

      I suspect that even if she was only a year younger than me, there’d be age jokes.

      • I could see that.. One of my exes was only a couple months younger than me and he would tease me by calling me an old bag!

      • b says:

        I dated a guy who was just over a year older than me and there were definitely a few age jokes.
        But, I think he started it…

        • Wendryn says:

          I’m older than my husband and I started getting gray hair when I was 14, so the age jokes happen a lot. Of course, the first time my mom and grandmother met him they asked, “Do you think it’s ok to leave such a young man alone in the house?” so he’s not alone in the jokes.

          I, however, get to tease him about being too young to remember things, even though he isn’t that much younger, so I get my digs in, too.

  5. Wendryn says:

    I don’t know you, but I can’t imagine you not going back and forth with whoever you ended up involved with. You’d need someone sharp enough to keep up and give it right back.

    I like this a lot.

  6. Lindsay says:

    Great last line. My kind of girl.

  7. Alexia says:

    I love that you like obnoxious women. It gives me hope. And it makes me feel less mean. And more cute.

  8. b says:

    #DearFutureWife is trending on twitter and I thought of you. But some (I mean, most) of them are SO stupid it’s making me hate twitter. (And I actually really enjoy twitter.)

    /sad

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