Golden Roses ★

Part Fifty One: If You Just Leave Him Alone

December, 21, 1987.

(A fierce part, with a lot of violence.)

Several days had passed. I was finally cured of my splitting migraine the next day, it was a relief to think that I can finally do something with my family again. And we did.

David and I stayed in a very fancy hotel. Yes, believe it or not, we did it again. David did a tour in Ireland and gives five concerts in different places.

I had to let the twins stay with my parents, it won't work out if we had to travel far with the twins every time.

David stood in front of the mirror cutting his hair. "Look darling, should it be shorter or is this enough?" David asked as he took the scissors out of his left hand. I gave David a good look, "Because it's almost Christmas honey, you should get a different haircut." I say as I face him in the bathroom.

I swept up David's fallen loose strands of hair and threw them in the trash. "Now I'm sexy again." David said as he started brushing his hair. I gave David a kiss, "You always have been since I've known you."

David kept looking at himself in the mirror, "This haircut was necessary, it looked like I had a long-haired guinea pig on my head."

I laughed as I stared at David. "What do you call this hairstyle?" I asked. David thought. "David's Mega Christmas Hairstyle." David says in a low tough voice.

David put the brush on the cabinet next to the mirror. "I think I'm ready." David said as he tightened his suit. "You look fantastic in that suit, people are going to love this." I say as I sit down on the chair.

"And I totally agree." David said as he looked at the clock. Soon there was a knock on the door. David opened the front door, and there was his manager named Vince. "Ello, Dave, are you ready?" Vincent asked.

I put on my coat. Because David took me to his concert. I get to watch it backstage again, and I was really looking forward to it! This Christmas show was going to be great.

David grabbed my hand as we walked down the stairs. "So David, were you able to loosen your voice a bit?" Vince asked as he rolled up a cigarette. "
I feel that I still need to practice, but that can be done at rehearsal." David explained as we walk outside through the cold snow.

We get into Vince's car. David took the seat next to Vince who started the engine. "And what are you both going to do for Christmas?" Vince asked as he softly turned on the radio. "Heather and I invite our parents, it will be very cozy and nice." David replied as he fastened his seatbelt.

"My wife left me." Vince said as he held the steering wheel tight. David looked at Vince in shock, "No, really? Did she? When?" David asked with his mouth open. Vince sighed, "Last week."

David put his hand on Vince's shoulder, "I don't know what to say, both of you were very close." Vince was focused on the road. "I know, apparently she liked someone else better than me."

"She liked someone else? Yes some women are really whores." David said as he rolled down the window and rolled up a cigarette. "I never thought about her, she wanted to marry me at one point, she dreamed about having children with me. Well, I could forget that and she would." Vince pulled a paper handkerchief out of his trouser pocket and dried one of his tears as it rolled onto his cheek.