After beeeing together
for a month and a half, I took twelve days off and brought Cathy to
Grafton to stay for a while. It would be the first time we had together
away from everything for any extended period of time. Up to this point we
were only able to see each other about four days a month (work/weather
permitting). I was a little nervous--okay, very nervous. There were still
parts of our relationship we hadn't explored but after all the times we'd
had together, we knew where things were heading. The first night we walked
to a nearby Italian restaurant and then Cathy had just a little too much
wine. I held her hair as she puked in my garbage can. So romantic. The
next morning I fed her pieces of crackers and Canada Dry soda just like my
mother did to me when I was sick as a child.
She recovered and for the
whole week it was just Cathy and I being lovers, or something. We drove
down the Cheasapeake Bay Bridge and harrassed the seagulls, and on the
last day she wanted to see me in my uniform. So I stood outside my
apartment trying to improvise what a soldier would do. Then we fed the
ducks but unfortunately the seagulls pushed them away, so I hurled painful
pieces of bread at them to throw them off target. Fun stuff... |
