dansemajik
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Revisiting my past was not something that I did willingly. It was as if i were drawn to the place where I had begun my real life. My parents still lived in the house on the corner of third and Main. A place I had not entered in nearly twenty years. I left when I was 18, to go to college. I left behind my friends, my family, and everything I knew, almost with glee, never to look back.
Now, here I am, standing at the gate that leads to the walk up to the front door of my parents home. The shutters are a different shade of green, and the flowers were brighter than I remembered. I wondered if the house would still smell of cinnamon.
No one was sick, no one had died. I didn't know why I was back. My job back in Baltimore was good, I was seeing a great guy. But something was missing. So I came home to sort out and find the missing part.
My Mom cried, and my Dad looked sad as he hugged me. I set my suitcase in my old bedroom and sat and answered the questions they had had for nearly two decades. We had talked on the phone and I had written, but I never really told them anything. I didn't now either. I told them enough to satisfy them without horrifying them.
I had been there for a few days when my parents left for a cruise, they apologized but they had paid a deposit...and mother had always wanted to see the south pacific. I sent them off with hugs and I hoped not very apparent relief.
I woke up that first morning alone in the house and stood naked in front of the mirror. I was 38. I still looked young. I worked out daily and was tight in all the right places, and soft in the places that mattered. My hair still a light shade of strawberry blonde, and my eyes almond shaped like my mothers, but the deep blue of my fathers. My lips were always too full for my taste, but men seemed to love them.
I sighed as I sat on the bed, burying my head in my hands. What was I searching for? Something I had lost? I decided to go shopping, and ran into a woman I had gone to high school with, who invited me to a party. She assured me that Jake Adams would be there.
Jake. The boy of my dreams, the man who haunted my nightmares. I saw a picture of him in a newspaper article my Mother had sent me a few years ago. Still tall, and dark, his hair had turned a steely shade of silver. His enigmatic smile, the way his lips turned up at the corners, hiding his real feelings, or thoughts.
We had seen each other once in the past 20 years, and it hadn't been a pleasant meeting. We had both had too much wine, and we were both carrying anger left over from high school. I wasn't sure if a meeting now would be good, but I really needed to get out, so I told her i would be there.
I put on a simple black dress that showed my shoulders and molded itself to my curves. I loved silk jersey. I had tousled my hair and applied my makeup with an light yet dramatic hand.
I was shown into the large room of my hostess' house and was immediately besieged my old freinds, then I heard his voice say my name. "Jackie, its been a long time." His hands grasped mine and his eyes bored into mine, I narrowed mine not trusting his gaze.....
OOC: Who wants to play? This can be a one on one with Jackie and Jake, or it can be a larger thing...it is a party after all. Join me, lets get jiggy.....
Now, here I am, standing at the gate that leads to the walk up to the front door of my parents home. The shutters are a different shade of green, and the flowers were brighter than I remembered. I wondered if the house would still smell of cinnamon.
No one was sick, no one had died. I didn't know why I was back. My job back in Baltimore was good, I was seeing a great guy. But something was missing. So I came home to sort out and find the missing part.
My Mom cried, and my Dad looked sad as he hugged me. I set my suitcase in my old bedroom and sat and answered the questions they had had for nearly two decades. We had talked on the phone and I had written, but I never really told them anything. I didn't now either. I told them enough to satisfy them without horrifying them.
I had been there for a few days when my parents left for a cruise, they apologized but they had paid a deposit...and mother had always wanted to see the south pacific. I sent them off with hugs and I hoped not very apparent relief.
I woke up that first morning alone in the house and stood naked in front of the mirror. I was 38. I still looked young. I worked out daily and was tight in all the right places, and soft in the places that mattered. My hair still a light shade of strawberry blonde, and my eyes almond shaped like my mothers, but the deep blue of my fathers. My lips were always too full for my taste, but men seemed to love them.
I sighed as I sat on the bed, burying my head in my hands. What was I searching for? Something I had lost? I decided to go shopping, and ran into a woman I had gone to high school with, who invited me to a party. She assured me that Jake Adams would be there.
Jake. The boy of my dreams, the man who haunted my nightmares. I saw a picture of him in a newspaper article my Mother had sent me a few years ago. Still tall, and dark, his hair had turned a steely shade of silver. His enigmatic smile, the way his lips turned up at the corners, hiding his real feelings, or thoughts.
We had seen each other once in the past 20 years, and it hadn't been a pleasant meeting. We had both had too much wine, and we were both carrying anger left over from high school. I wasn't sure if a meeting now would be good, but I really needed to get out, so I told her i would be there.
I put on a simple black dress that showed my shoulders and molded itself to my curves. I loved silk jersey. I had tousled my hair and applied my makeup with an light yet dramatic hand.
I was shown into the large room of my hostess' house and was immediately besieged my old freinds, then I heard his voice say my name. "Jackie, its been a long time." His hands grasped mine and his eyes bored into mine, I narrowed mine not trusting his gaze.....
OOC: Who wants to play? This can be a one on one with Jackie and Jake, or it can be a larger thing...it is a party after all. Join me, lets get jiggy.....
