Dickinson: continued

Chapter1: "Oh the Earth was made for lovers-"

Emily walked through her garden with eyes keen. Looking at her flowers which were booming with color as spring had finally set foot in Amherst. She could not help but notice the love entwined with each and every petal, the bees wooing the flower in pursuit of its nectar and the flower, in return, gently accepting the courtship. The branches shook by the winds handsome approach. And they say love is a tragedy. Love is but sanity in love with insanity, an insatiable melody that has to be sung by every being- alive or dead. As Emily wandered catching sight of all the love to be seen, she caught her love sitting on a tree.

"Sue! What are you doing up there? Aren't you a mother now?" Emily knew what she was saying, she smirked at her.

"A mother's life does not have to be misery, Emily." Susan remarked as Emily grabbed her hand and helped her down the tree.

"Well, who is taking care of Ned?"

"Your mother...she hasn't let go of him ever since I let her hold him." Susan brushed the dirt off her dress.

Emily laughed and shook her head; her mother brought this reaction out of her very often.

Emily suddenly stopped in her tracks and stood facing Susan, under the shade of the wise, old tree- the shadows of the leaves forming a webbed veil over the girls.

"And when do I get to hold you, Sue?"

Susan kicked the dirt lightly and after some contemplation began:

"Emily...you know tha-"

"Oh, what a wonderful day! Oh, what wonderful spring! Oh, dear Emily! What a wonderful day!" Lavinia pranced about the garden with flower petals sticking out of her hair. She showered the petals in her hands all over Emily and Susan. All the colors- Red, white, yellow and blue- dancing and twirling around the three of them.

"Vinnie, what's happened?" Emily asked.

"What's not happened, is the question! I saw a handsome and young gentleman at church today and guess what?" Lavinia was whispering by now, "We had sex!"

"I- in church?"

"Yes!" She squealed and littered some more petals.

"Jesus Christ, Vinnie!"

"Exactly!"

Emily looked at Susan as in, did you hear that? Susan burst out laughing, she almost tripped over herself but Emily caught her hand in time and laughed along with her.

"I have to go check up on Ned." Susan said, finally retaining her composure.

Emily and Susan made their way into the house and to the kitchen, where they saw Mr. and Mrs. Dickinson making out quite vigorously. And what was even more comical was that Maggie was peeling oranges right beside them.

"Oh, hello there!" Maggie exclaimed and went back to work as if nothing unusual were happening.

"Um...Mrs. Dickinson?" Susan called out but both the Dickinson's were busy licking each other's faces off.

"Mrs. Dickinson!"

"Oh! Oh dear...didn't see you there!" Mrs. Dickinson avoided any eye contact, visibly flustered. She wiped her mouth, brushed through her dress and perked up.

"Where's Edward?"

"Why? He's right here beside me!" Mrs. Dickinson said, fingering Mr. Dickinson's chest.

"Mrs. Dickinson...I am talking about Ned."

"Oh well...Austin took him from me." Mrs. Dickinson seemed to be upset for about a second after which she resumed making out with Mr. Dickinson

Emily opened her mouth at Maggie and pointed towards it and Maggie fed Emily a piece of the orange she was carefully peeling.

Susan, meanwhile, made her way to the living room where she saw Austin with Ned in his arms- Making funny noises and wiggling his fingers at the baby. Ned cooed with fascination, its eyes twinkling with wonder. Susan took the baby from Austin, gently, and sat down on a chair nearby. Austin still played with the baby, refusing to let Edward Jr. go out of sight.

Emily observed all of this from afar- all the love- she could not help but see it everywhere today. Lavinia's love for the church man, the love her parents shared, Maggie's love for the oranges, Austin's and Susan's love for their baby and her own love for Susan.

And of course Emily's brilliant mind came up with a poem, even for this.