That evening I was sat at the piano, tinkering with the keys as I thought through things again. I’d started putting together a bit of a melody, jotting it down on paper as I went. Never again was I just going to commit my songs to memory… I was too scared that I’d forget them.
“Hey Jess…” a soft voice said at the door.
I turned around to see Aston stood with his shoulder leaning against the door frame, a soft smile on his face. “Oh hey!” I replied, spinning around on the piano bench so I was facing him.
“You wanted to go for a meal tonight?”
“Yeah,” I said, pushing myself up, “You don’t mind do you? We could find somewhere quiet maybe? I just wanted to get out…”
“Of course,” Aston said, “I actually made a reservation already if you don’t mind… At your favorite place.”
“My favorite place?” I questioned.
“We found it maybe a year and a half ago,” Aston shrugged, “It’s a really quiet Italian place, out of the way, but they have amazing stuff. You usually start with the bruschetta and some wine, and then have the pesto for your main unless there is a special that sounds better. Then we split a dessert.”
“Sounds good,” I replied with a smile, again chuffed that he knew my order, “What time?”
“Leave in an hour?”
“That works,” I said, “Maybe I’ll change though.”
“Ok,” Aston said, letting me pass him and head up. I had a quick shower and then pulled on a flowery dress with a cardigan. I don’t know why, but it sort of felt like we were going on a first date or something. And I was sort of nervous. Which was ludicrous because I was married to the guy!
When I was ready I wandered downstairs to find Aston stood in the kitchen playing on his phone. “Hey.”
“Woah…” he whistled.
“What?” I asked, my cheeks burning red.
“No offense, but I haven’t seen you cleaned up like this in a while… caught me by surprise.”
“Oh. Yeah I guess you’re right.”
“You look lovely,” Aston smiled, “I’m glad you’re wearing that dress.”
“Yeah?”
“You love it. And I love it too for that matter.”
“Right,” I said, my cheeks burning red again, “Thanks.”
“Ready to go?” Aston asked.
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The Song
RomanceJessica Rego never expected to wake up in the hospital and not remember the last few years. Teaching piano lessons and selling musical instruments to an older crowd is what she remembers, but she finds she's living a whole new life. Married to a pop...
