Shelley Edwards is going through her mid-life crisis. She just closed the door to an abusive and unfaithful husband and sent him the divorce papers. She is determined to go back to her childhood believes hoping the grass is more rainbow-colored on t...
« What you think. You become What you feel. You attract. What you imagine. You create. » Buddha.
Shelley had not expected Prince to be so straightforward. She looked at him with bewildered eyes for a few seconds and swallowed a couple of times. -" I was not...am not..." Shelley stuttered. -" What are you trying to say? This situation isn't awkward enough? " Prince' s emanation made a semi rotation and gave her a mirthless rictus. Shelley needed to find somewhere to sit because she knew she needed time to gather her thoughts. She looked around but couldn't find the right place from where she was. -" What are you looking for?" Prince asked impatiently. -" I need to be seated so we can talk." She sounded insistant. - " Let's go around this next wall. I'll show you where. » Prince remanesence floated forward.
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-" I did not know you had this here!" Shelley looked amazed by what had just appeared in front of them. - " This is my meditation spot. Thanks to the full moon, I can deploy it everytime I need to think or find inspiration." Prince paused under the tree and waited for Shelley to finally settle herself. -" It's really beautiful and so peaceful" The whole scenery felt welcoming. -" Now that you feel better, are you ready to talk? Prince asked fidgeting. - " Yes. I guess I am..." Shelley brushed her upper legs nervously. - " So, what's your story? " Prince repeated his question. _" My name is Shelley...Shelley Edwards...I'm going to be...45... next month." She stopped to think about what she was going to say next. -" This isn't an audition. Just speak as freely as you wish." Prince pointed out. -" O...Kay..." She felt a little breeze coming over her shoulders but shook it off and went on with her telling. -« Go on, I promise no one will judge you. » Prince joined her on the bench. -« I was born in West Virginia but my parents are originally from New York City. They are now both retired antique dealers. I spent most of my childhood and teenage life in the back of a station wagon joggled from one town to the other. No surprise my mum almost gave birth right in the middle of an interstate between Columbus, Ohio and Charleston, West Virginia... » Shelley giggled and checked if Prince hadn't vanished from her sight. -« I'm still listening, I just need to move a little to charge under the moon light. » Prince's silhouette slided to the very end of the bench. -« I lost counts of how many homes my parents rented. They always knew they wouldn't have their own until they finally retire. One particular thing I enjoyed while traveling so much was listening to the music on the radio and singing together. That's how I got a kick out of building my forever in my life playlist. Roadtrips are the best for building dreams and the soundtrack that goes with it." -" Yeah, I agree. Being on the road is definetly a great way to broaden your imagination." He got excited to her allusion just by learning they had the love of music in common. -" Indeed. Music has always been my way of avoiding the harsh side of reality. Each decade has its own musical flavor and colors. The great thing about traveling is that you get to switch radio stations each time you cross states and capitals. I remember cracking up listening to the DJs flows and gabs. I even tried to secretly imitate them. » Shelley could feel Prince's contour vibrating in agreement nearby. - « Charles Johnson a.k.a the Electrifying Mojo from Detroit will always be my favorite WGPR radio late night DJ. I instantly found a similarity in him wanting to be more of a voice than an image. This guy introduced me to the Detroit's sound and music scene. »
