(ooc: touche) Lorin woke quietly late into the night-it wasn't a startling awakening but a calm, relaxed one, but urgent...nature's curse for drinking too much wine. He looked at his wife who was soundly sleeping and smiled. Kissing her lightly, he quietly eased himself out of bed and padded into the bathroom where he closed the door and turned the light on. As he relieved himself he looked in the mirror and in his own reflection, he saw the same man from a wedding a long time ago, but who still had a youthful innocence about him. He thought about his life and what had happened and came up with 2 definite affirmations of his being--1) He was right where he needed to be in his life, and 2) He was with exactly who he needed to be with. They had a beautiful daughter who was truly blooming into a wonderful combination of them both, but with a truly unique personality and he was so proud of her, getting ready for her first journey as a CEO. He quietly prayed nothing would happen to her and then banished the thought from his mind. As he padded out of the bathroom, he noticed the replicator and quietly approached it and whispered, "Computer-1 long stem red rose, no thorns please." He picked up the rose and smelled it, the smell of many years ago in a bar returned to him and he wondered if she was dreaming the same thing...they were linked in ways he couldn't previously imagine but it was so true. He took a piece of paper and tried to recreate the note from that night...drawing upon his memory he approximated it as best he could, laid the pencil down and padded back into the bedroom, laying the note and rose on her nightstand. It would be the first thing she'd see when she woke and reached over to tag the alarm clock. He then returned to his side of the bed and slid in, pulling up the covers and went back to sleep. -------- Pete Boulay [EMAIL PROTECTED] ICQ 16817546 AOL Instant Messenger: petenyathome
