The Good Life

Chapter 54

Marla slowly regained her memory day by day. Bruno continued to write her letters telling her about the day before trying to help her remember the days before and the memories she created each and every day. She cherished those notes not because they helped her remember, but that he continued to write them day after day and didn’t seem to get sick of them. They had Rosalia back in the house and she always tried to help Marla with things. Marla laughed at every single thing she did. Bruno started to go to the studio every few days to get out some of the things he was feeling. Phil was always there for him filling in the gaps and making things right for him. Marla started asking him about what he was doing but he always said it was a secret. She took him for his word continuing to do whatever she was doing- cleaning, looking at pictures, writing, watching old movies…whatever it was. She had even started working with his sister’s charity making herself feel useful, even though she was just going through the motions based on what everyone was telling her she was good at. But, at least she was good at it.

Late one evening in early May, after Marla had gotten Rosalia to fall asleep, she sat down next to her computer trying to remember everything about Bruno. She knew she liked him. She was close to falling in love with him again. He was doing little things like the notes and the kisses on her hand and the notes on the fridge telling her she was beautiful…she was falling. But she still didn’t know who he was. So, she went online and typed in his name. She found a list of his singles. She wasn’t sure what she was going to do with all the information but she was going to do something with it- after she read over his personal life on Wikipedia

Bruno married long time girlfriend Marla Gonzales in May 2014. They have one 3 year old daughter, Rosalia Diane. Gonzales is currently attending the University of Southern California to get her Masters degree in Social Work.

Hmm. You didn’t help me any Wikipedia. She thought to herself going back to his list of songs. He told me not to watch them…but there’s so many…she went to youtube typing in the most recent single. She moved her head to the dance-y upbeat song released in early 2014. I like it..I like it a lot..but …she started humming little pieces of the song still trying to figure it out. She moved on to the next song that he had played for her in the hospital months ago. Aww. I like this one. She watched the video of him playing the piano in an empty room full of pictures of his video past. She looked up at the wall where they had put tons of pictures on the wall to help her remember. She walked up to the wall touching their wedding picture with small flashes of the flight to Hawaii and dress shopping in her head. She vividly remembered Rosalia throwing a temper tantrum on the plane. Oh god. What a drama queen. She thought as the song ended. She ran to the computer to find the next song..and the memories that went along with it. She sat in front of the computer trying to find the things that made her happy. More small flashes or her spending time with her family before Bruno and even her breaking up with Aaron came back to her. Hmm. Well that explains that…She looked up at the clock seeing it was almost one in the morning. Shit. He’ll be home soon. I have to hurry…she thought to herself hearing the dog get up from her corner of the house where she slept running to the window waiting for Bruno. ”Shit…shit..shit…close….close..close…” she yelled at the computer waiting for it to close. ”Hi…” she said looking at him walking into the house.

”Why are you still up? It’s late…” he said watching her walk up to him.

She wrapped her arms around him smelling his shirt. ”I had a good day today..I just wanted to let you know.” she told him. Maybe it will all be closed by the time I get away from him…He walked over to the couch about to close the laptop to go to bed with her.

”What were you doing? You were totally watching videos on youtube!” he laughed at her.

”I know you told me not to…but I couldn’t help myself.”