Love Knows No Age [Elvis]

Chapter 4 - Moving TVs

So, I realized that Elvis dyed his hair black a little later than I thought, not the day after he got back. I darkened his hair in the pic above so it would make more sense to the story. Also, I'm not one hundred percent positive on this, but I'm pretty sure that this picture was taken as Elvis was standing on his front stoop watching people bringing in a few TVs a short time after he returned home from the army.

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What a day! The Colonel and I spent literally the whole day in the recording studio. There were a lot of records that needed to be cut, and each record took at most forty-five minutes, mainly if it needed to be re-sung or the recording didn't turn out very well so it would have to be cut again. We were there the entire day, yet there were still more records that needed to be cut. We would do that in the coming days. As for now, it was time for a much-needed rest. Thank goodness I could sleep in a little since I had to leave the house at around nine - there was no need to be at the studio earlier.

Thankfully, I wouldn't spend every day cutting or making records. I had a few interviews and conferences coming up, mainly ones where I had to talk about my military service, and some fan meets and appearances at a couple hospitals to start fund raisers. There would be a couple concerts thrown in there, as well as traveling to California to start planning a movie, and all of it would be before planning the television show with Frank Sinatra. That was two months away in May.

It was incredibly exciting, that I would meet and sing with one of my favorite singers. Meeting his daughter Nancy in Germany was neat, but the prospect of meeting him made me both excited and nervous. He was one of the best singers of the twentieth century so far, and I admit I would be a little starstruck when meeting him. Stars had their favorite stars, too. Also, it would be really something for people to see one of the most popular singers of the last generation meet and perform with one of the best of the current generation - that was the idea, anyway, even though I didn't really consider myself one of the best. It would make history, according to what I was told.

The house was really quiet when I walked into the entryway. A lamp was on in the living room, giving a dim lighting to the space, including some of the entryway. I smirked, knowing that Mary was considerate and left a light on for me so I wouldn't come back into darkness. The dining room light wasn't on, but there was light coming into it from the kitchen. Curious, and thinking that Mary accidentally left the light on or did it on purpose since before, I liked getting a snack before bed, I headed to go turn it off. When I came in, my heart lurched, and not only from the surprise of a person being in the kitchen, but because that person was Mary. She was pouring coffee from the tall chrome coffee pitcher, and she had on a fluffy baby-pink robe and pajamas of the same color coming out of the robe and meeting tan slippers. What made my heart speed away like a race car, though, was seeing her shiny golden hair down and wavy and going passed her shoulders. She was slightly turned to me, so I could see her hair framing her face and how small her waist was with the robe tied in the right spot, showing off her figure. I stood there, stunned.

She turned her head, and she let out a loud gasp and fumbled with the coffee pitcher, but thankfully didn't spill any coffee outside of her blue mug. The room smelled of the coffee as well as Mary's perfume. "Oh my heavens, Elvis!" She set the coffee pitcher down on the counter, let go of her mug and put her hand to her heart. "Golly gee, you nearly gave me a heart attack."

I couldn't help but snicker at her reaction to seeing me. "I'm sorry, Mary. I just came home and saw the kitchen light on. Thought you left it on by accident, so I was gonna turn it off."

She let out a breath in exasperation, probably to calm down her speeding heart from the surprise. She took up her mug. "I didn't even hear ya come in. I guess I have a lot of things on my mind, and that's why I couldn't sleep. How was your day?"