Breed Of Emotions

Reminiscince

She rolled over in her bed, her king sized bed made for two people. Her, and her loving husband. She rolled over to meet him in her sleep, to share her dreams with him in the dead of night. But when she rolled over, her forehead touched the cold air that retreated from the warm bedsheets and blankets. She slowly opened her weary eyes, her vision was extremely cloudy, as if she was flying through the sky, but at a smooth, relaxing pace, just fast enough to feel the cool air flow off her forehead.

Her husband wasn't there. She sat up, drowsiness giving her a slight headache, only lasting mere seconds before she sluggishly shuffled to the bedside, and sidled into her slippers. She made her way into her kitchen, the refrigerator and stove reflecting light that wasn't even visible to her. White streaks were all that was present across the reflective surface of the appliances. She scuffed her slippers across the frigid tiled flooring.

With her baby blue robe and white slippers, she noticed her husband sitting at the dining room table, his face molded into his hands.

"What's wrong dear?" She asked softly, her older chapped lips daintily reuniting after she finished her three worded sentence of concern.

He looked up, his eyes lightly watering as if he had just had an allergic reaction to the bowl of fruit several feet away from him.

"Do you remember twenty years ago when your dad caught us in my truck?" He asked, his voice quivering like twenty gauge sheet metal when it's shaken.

She smiled, warmth slowly exiting out of her every pore.

"Of course I do."

The man held back a grin, which was obvious by the growing dimples. A single gentle tear slowly swam down his left cheek as he continued, looking no where but into her comforting, warm eyes.

"And do you remember when he pointed a gun at me and said 'If you don't marry my daughter I'll get you locked up for twenty years' ?"

Her eyebrows furrowed as she lifted her hands up to her mouth, letting few tears make streams of appreciation and love down her cheeks. A smile, as soft and warm as the heat leaving her eyes was half-hidden behind her fragile hands. She nodded slowly, nearly all her sluggishness gone.

He shakily spoke once more.

"I would've gotten out today." He said, laying his head into her stomach, letting her comforting hold envelope him as waterfalls rained down onto the cold tiled floor. Except, the floor that was frosty to the touch mere seconds ago, now gave off a cozy, sentimental feeling of reminiscence.