![]() ![]() I kissed the calves of her legs, her thighs. Only her words would hold sway with me now, and only because I would defer to her. I told this hair to go away.Ī savage strength rose in me, the realization that I had her completely at my mercy, this precious creature, and that no words from anyone could command me away from her. ![]() It worked even more swiftly and completely than last time. Yes, I said,God, capricious as He is he lavished his blessings on you and on your daughter, Esther. She tugged at my hair, and kissed me with her eyes closed, all over my face, and quite suddenly I realized with a shock that my beard and mustache were on my face. Though suddenly aware of a fatigue from all the night's tricks, I nevertheless told my clothes to assemble themselves nearby and await my command. I stretched out my arms and looked up at the sky. I had my hands beneath her small backside, and cuddled it. Sweet God, she whispered, kissing me all over my face. I took her breasts in my hands, enchanted by their smallness, their delicacy. What was the point of warning her that I might dissolve in the process? I was going to do it. Those things preserve, I said,but you make the beauty.īut I had to do it. They can make me look young, but they can't save my life.Īnd you were the last thing, she breathed into my ear, her hands clawing gently at my back.You were the last thing she saw. She kissed my beard, kissing it along the bone of my jaw.It's hormones and modern science I have a woman's chemicals inside me, that's all. It's all drugs, my love, she said, as though feeling my wonder. I was too happy for humility, and to feel the sinews in my arms tighten was to be among living things, and surely some of those things must be good things. I looked down for the first time on my own chest, pubic hair, erect organ. But as the plane is banking over the city, Gage looks down and says, 'Pretty, pretty,' and then whoopses all over himself.It was like fruit between her legs, like peaches or plums, it was just wet enough. Louis frowned and then glanced at Rachel. It was a question Louis had expected, but not Ellie's anxious face, and the deep worry line that appeared between her dark blue eyes. "Daddy, how's Church?" Ellie asked as he set her down. "Dweems" He gave Louis's hair a hearty tug. ![]() "I got him changed in the toilet," she said. "Chili" Ellie screamed in Louis's ear, transported with delight and excitement. He pulled him up into the crook of his arm and hugged them both. "Hi, hon," he said and bent over to catch Gage. "I dreamed that Church got run over," Ellie said. She looked like a professional photographer at the end of a long, grueling assignment. I'LL BE A BIG BOY SOON was printed on the side of the diaper bag, a sentiment probably meant more to cheer up the parents than the diaper-wearing child. Rachel came up then, her traveling bag and pocketbook slung over one arm, Gage's diaper bag slung over the other. Apparently Gage thought pretty was the code word for I've got to throw up now, so sorry, stand clear. This time he whoopsed all over Louis, who had put on a new pair of double-knit slacks for the plane-meeting occasion. They had gotten as far as the station wagon in the parking lot when Gage began saying "Pretty, pretty," in a strange, hiccupping voice. I've seen enough airports in the last week to last me for at least five years." Set her mind at rest, Louis, and let's get out of this airport. "Too many turkey sandwiches after the big day, that's my guess," Rachel said. Louis was a little embarrassed by her ardor, but he felt a large, stupid grin spreading across his own face just the same. She ran up the jet way toward him, weaving in and out between deplaning passengers like a quarterback on a keeper play. When I had that dream, I was sure he was dead." "Oh," Ellie said, and that furrow between her eyes smoothed out. "Come on, gang," Louis said, and they started down to the baggage area. Louis bent between his two kids and planted a kiss on her mouth. ![]()
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