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Sunday, 26 April 2015

Unbreakable

4/26/2015 Posted by Lucy , , , No comments
Things had been going really well with Roarke; he and Rosa had seen each other most days since their date at the coffee shop and the kids seemed to adore him. Well, most of the time anyway...

He came round most afternoons with Gertie and helped Rosa entertain Pedro and Connie whilst the bigger kids were at school.

 
 
The babies loved gurgling and laughing at each other and Connie was always astonished at how talkative Piglet was when Roarke was around (his ventriloquism skills are pretty impressive!).
 
 
 
 
The only one finding the whole situation a little difficult still was Tabby... She had always been shy around new people and although she found Roarke's silly voices funny and thought the games he played with the other kids looked fun, she was too shy to say so and as a result, she rarely joined in and instead sat watching from a distance.
 
 
 
Both Rosa and Roarke had noticed but decided not to push the matter. They knew it would take time and that Tabby would warm to the situation eventually. When Rosa could see Tabby was finding it a little overwhelming, she would sit with Tabby and let her snuggle in to her. Neither of them would speak but it would reassure Tabby somehow.
 
 
One day when Tabby was home poorly from school, Roarke visited as usual and had spent a long time playing with Connie and the babies whilst Tabby watched from the comfort of the sofa and the company of Mr. Noodles. Once the little ones had gone down for their naps however, Roarke turned his attentions to Miss Tabby. He had a new book that he thought she might like, he told her. A pop-up one, her favourite kind; and he wanted to share it with her first, before any of the other kids got to see it. Tabby was intrigued but still reluctant and so Roarke said perhaps she might like to look at it on her own first.
 
 
 
As she was looking at the pictures, Roarke watched over her shoulder, from a reasonable distance, and read the words to her; putting on his silly voices as normal. Tabby (and Mr. Noodles) couldn't help but laugh and laugh. Roarke slowly eased himself onto the floor next to Tabby and as he continued to read, Tabby crept closer and closer and listened to the rest of the story snuggled up to Roarke. Rosa watched them as they read together and couldn't help but smile.
 
 
Eventually it had been time for Tabby to go for a nap too. This was normally something she resisted but she went easily this time, after first insisting that Roarke read the story again to settle her to sleep. Once she was sleeping soundly, Roarke returned to the living room and he and Rosa cozied up together on the couch.
 
 
They had shared moments of gentle intimacy like this before, but it hadn't progressed any further so far. The breakthrough with Tabby had been such a relief for them both today though and they found themselves more drawn to each other than ever before. Roarke pulled Rosa closer. 
 
 
Until now, although he had made it fairly clear to Rosa how much he adored her; it had been in a typically British polite and reserved sort of way; but today he was overwhelmed by his feelings for her and pulled her towards him with more strength and passion than he had shown before. Rosa clearly felt the same and allowed herself to be pulled into his arms where they both drank in each other's passion for the other.
 
 
They both knew that this was the moment where their relationship was going to be sealed forever as something unbreakable; they were soul mates, meant for each other, and nothing would ever be able to break it. They had both been dealt a raw deal in life but looking at each other now, they both knew that time had passed. It was like they had been searching for each other all along. From here on, things could only get better. They were together now, and they couldn't get enough of each other.
 
 
 
 




Saturday, 21 March 2015

Nappy Puppet Lunatics

3/21/2015 Posted by Lucy , , No comments
After spending a couple of weeks messaging back and forth with the guy she met on the dating website, Rosa finally plucked up the courage to meet him in person. They agreed on a casual location; during the day of course, so Mae could look after the kids for Rosa and so Roarke could arrange a sitter.

Things were going well and they'd been chatting easily for a good hour; or at least Roarke had anyway. Rosa finds it difficult to talk about herself and had been avoiding doing so by bombarding Roarke with questions the whole time. However, she knew that eventually she would have to and it was beginning to panic her.

Roarke: ... So yeah, since Gertie came along I started writing freelance so I can be with her as much as possible. I couldn't carry on writing about music and bands because I can't go out to gigs and things any more, so I set up a blog about my life with Gertie and now I spend my time writing articles for parenting magazines on my experiences and cheap but fun activities for babies! Not exactly what I'd envisaged for my future but it means I can spend more time with Gertie and I don't want to miss a moment. I hadn't seen my brother since we were teenagers; never even met his partner, Gertie's mum. They were on their way to watch me and my band when it happened... But anyway, enough about me. I'd like to learn more about the beautiful lady sitting opposite me now.

 
Rosa: Uhm. I... So... You were in a band?
 
 
Roarke had noticed Rosa's reluctance to talk about herself even before their meeting today when they had been chatting online. He knew he liked Rosa right from the start and so was happy to just answer her questions as he knew she preferred, but it was reaching the point where he really wanted to learn more about her and simply listen to her speak. However, he knew he was going to have to handle the situation carefully...
 
Roarke: Yes, I was in a band before Gertie came along... But I will tell you more about that later. Rosa... You don't have to be shy about talking to me, or telling me things about yourself. There's nothing you could say that would make me think any less of you. Will you talk to me?.. Please?.. I told you what I did before Gertie came into my life. What did you do before?
 
 
Rosa hesitated. Its not that she was ashamed about it, but she knew all too well how disapproving some people can be. The playground mums hadn't spoken to her since they found out. But she hadn't done it for years anyway, and Roarke would have to know at some point if she wanted to pursue some kind of relationship with him so it was probably best that she told him now...
 
 
Rosa: Ok. I'll tell you. I... was a model.
 
 
Roarke: A model?.. Why were you worried about telling me that? I think you're beautiful so it makes sense to me...
 
 
Rosa blushed momentarily at Roarke's comment before launching into a hurried, panic-stricken explanation. She hung her head as she spoke to avoid looking at Roarke as she didn't want to see the look of disappointment she was sure she would see on his face as she spoke.
 
Rosa: Because I didn't just model for wholesome clothing companies or toilet paper commercials. Well, I did that too. But... I modelled lingerie! I mean, not for dirty magazines or anything! They were tasteful! But some did involve me wearing not very much at all which is probably obvious given that it was lingerie, but you wouldn't know it from the way the playground mums went on about it even though they were probably all wearing it themselves under their Barbour jackets and organic cotton sweatshirts and sleeping with each others husbands which I can't believe I just said because that's awful to say and I'm not normally like that, I swear! But I mean it was bad enough when they found out I'd done that, let alone when Stacie's mum found out that I used to be a burlesque dancer too but I mean, its not like I do it now; I haven't done it since I started taking care of the kids! And it was artful dancing at theatres and charity events, not in some sleazy club in the laps of old men, I'd never do anything like that! And as I said, I don't do it anymore anyway so its irrelevant really...
 
 
Rosa came to quiet stop and waited nervously for his response but she had worried unnecessarily. Roarke had listened, patiently and un-judging. He spoke tenderly and reached out towards her.
 
Roarke: Rosa... I think you're amazing just as you are and because of who you are. Just because some snooty playground mum's got their knickers in a twist because you look better in them than they do, doesn't mean you should feel ashamed or embarrassed about it. You are a brilliant person.
 
 
Rosa: *Sighs* I don't think so. If I was a brilliant person, I wouldn't think about it anymore; I'd just get on with life and be content taking care of the kids, helping them with their spelling, changing nappy's and finger painting on the weekends. And I do love doing those things and I love the kids more than anything. But I miss it. I was great at it and I miss it. I really miss it.
 
 
Roarke: Its ok, I understand.
 
 
Roarke: I love Gertie more than anything but I miss my old life every day. And its ok to feel like that. Its ok for you to feel like that too. Don't let anyone tell you otherwise.
Rosa: But the playground mum's are so harsh about it. The only time they speak to me now is to make disapproving comments about Asa refusing to wear a jacket even if its snowing, or because Connie refuses to wear a clip to keep her hair out her eyes. They say its no wonder they refuse to dress properly when they are being cared for by someone who took her clothes off for a living.
Roarke: They say that because they are jealous, ignorant morons. What you did or do is none of their business. A lot of my friends bailed on me when I said I was taking Gertie on. They thought I was crazy, they didn't understand. It really upset me at first but then I realised that they were no friends of mine if that's how they felt. If the playground mum's are like that, they aren't worth worrying about. Our lives have changed massively and as much as we may love how they are now, it doesn't mean we can't feel a little sad for what we have had to sacrifice.
 
 
Rosa: I guess you're right. Its just hard when I have to see them every day. And I don't really have any other friends, only Mae. I just feel so alone sometimes.
Roarke: You're not going to be alone anymore Rosa. I'll be here for you whenever you need me.
Rosa: Th... Thank you Roarke. I'd really like that... *blushes* So anyway, let me write down the address of that playgroup you mentioned earlier! I'll have to come along with Pedro some time!
Roarke: Sure, that would be great. We'd love to see you there.
 
 
Rosa: Drat. I can't find my pen.
 
 
Roarke: Its ok! I think I've got one in my bag!
 
 
Roarke: I could have sworn I had one in here somewhere...
 
 
Roarke: Hmm. No pen, but would a pencil crayon suffice?
Rosa: *giggles* That would be fine, thank you.
 
 
Roarke: Now there's a massive indicator of how much my life has changed! Instead of pulling a new record or the latest issue of Rolling Stone out of my bag, I've pulled out a nappy!
 
 
Now it was Roarke's turn to get embarrassed.
 
Roarke: Oh jeez, and now I'm sitting here talking to a beautiful girl with said nappy in one hand and Zippy the Zebra in the other like I'm doing some sort of weird puppet show in front of a diner full of people. They must think I'm some sort of lunatic! I'm sorry! Jeez I am such an idiot.
Rosa: *giggles*
 
 
Rosa: Its ok... Wait one moment...
 
 
Rosa: There. We can be nappy puppet lunatics together *giggles*
Roarke: *laughs*
 
 
Roarke: Thank you for today Rosa, its been the best grown-up fun I've had in a long time.
Rosa: It was for me too.
Roarke: I'd love to see you again... If that would be ok with you that is?
Rosa: I would like that very much...
 



Sunday, 8 February 2015

Sounds Promising...

2/08/2015 Posted by Lucy , , No comments
Mae: You've had some messages on the dating site!
Rosa: Mmmhmm.
Mae: Try and be more enthusiastic! Some of them sound alright! And some of them not so...


Rosa: I told you, they'll all be from weirdos. Don't bother with it.


Mae: Hey, hang on. This one sounds promising!


Rosa: Promising how?
Mae: Well he's really hot for a start!
Rosa: That is not my primary concern Mae! Tell me more about him as a person!
Mae: Well he's the same age as you, he lives locally and works from home as a freelance writer. 
Rosa: Anything else?
Mae: His favourite food is pizza, colour is blue, plays guitar, blah blah blah.
Rosa: And why would a young, hot, freelance writer be interested in me when I've been honest on my profile about the number of kids I care for?
Mae: Probably because you're hot! And maybe because he has a kid too?..


Rosa: He has a kid?
Mae: Thats what he says! Well, a baby actually. A girl, same age as Pedro!
Rosa: Hmmmm.
Mae: You should totally message him back! I'll do it now!
Rosa: Hey! Don't you dare!.. I will do it... Pass me the laptop....


Rosa: No watching! I can handle this myself...
Mae: Okay, okay! I won't watch, I swear! My eyes are covered, see!


Mae: I'll just sit and read your magazine, I promise.


Rosa: Good. Right. Hmm. Okay. I can do this. Its easy! Right. Let's see...


Rosa: "Hi there, thank you for your sweet message..."