Five Words Challenge: Spaghetti, REO Speedwagon's "In My Dreams", Journal
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"Hey, thanks for staying," she smiled as she place his plate of the re-heated spaghetti she had served earlier for lunch to everyone who had help her with the move in front of him.
"Of course," he smiled, taking a drink of his red wine. "I think I still have a little bit left in me to move a box or two. Just don't make me move the sofa anymore because I think we have moved it about a hundred times already today and frankly, I'm sick of it!"
She laughed as she sat on the chair across him, allowing her eyes to wander around the 500 square feet of condominium, making her sigh.
This was hers. All hers.
"Are you having a moment?" His voice interrupted her thoughts.
She beamed like a flash bulb when she looked up at him and smile. "This is all mine," she said her thoughts out loud. "This is MY home."
She had saved and saved and saved some more just so she can fulfill one of her greatest dreams – owning a house, one that she can say she bought with her own blood, sweat and tears.
And now with the help of her family and her friends, she was officially moved in to her OWN home, in to her dream come true.
"Yep, it is," he nodded. "And I'm so proud of you," he said, raising his glass for a toast, "To your new home."
"And to my best friend who not only told me that I can actually do this but also helped me move my couch about a hundred times that he is sick of it!" She laughed as she giddily clicked her glass with his then taking a celebratory sip of her wine.
"Amen! I'll drink to that!"
Her fork was midway to her mouth when she heard it, that she froze, her heartbeat suddenly prattled in her chest. "Hey, are you singing?" She asked, looking at him.
"What? No."
"You were, I mean, okay not singing but humming."
"I guess," he shrugged.
"What was it?"
"What was what?"
"The song. What song were you singing?"
"I don't know. It just comes out randomly most of the time."
"Come on."
"I don't know, geesh! Like I said, random. Why?"
"Nothing," she shook her head, dismissing it. She took another sip of her wine thinking that she might be just hearing things but when was about to continue eating when she heard him again, her brows furrowed when she all of a sudden felt the hairs at the back of her head stand. "What are you doing?" She demanded.
"Eating left over pasta."
She rolled her eyes at her. "You are humming again. What are you ... what song is it?"
He shrugged again. "You mean this?" This time he hummed louder.
"Yeah. What song is that? Is it In My Dreams?"
"What?"
She frowned and began singing – "We climb and climb and at the top we fly, let the world go on below us, we are lost in time and I don't know really what it means..."
"Oh, yeah, yeah ... is that the title? In My Dreams?"
"Yes, by REO Speedwagon."
"Cool," he nodded.