Qky75
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I posted a story idea below in the tone I imagine. This story could easily go "Notebook" style or keep it an origin love story with both drifting off to the great sleep together. Perhaps a resident of the nursing home brings him out of his shell. Let me know your thoughts.
Deep beneath the surface, memories hide from the prying eyes of the onlooker...
"Remember when you could swallow Margaret? Let's go back over how to swallow."
Charles groaned; the entendre not lost on him. The sorry bastard couldn't remember his address but he damn sure didn't forget Margaret's skills!
"C'mon Ms Margaret, ya gotta swallow this pill! Doncha remember how to swallow?"
Charles remembered. Sitting in his recliner facing the window, the stoic old man flashed almost a grin. The expression would be easily missed by the casual observer; not to mention the impatient aide completely ignoring him. To be fair, the staff no more ignored Charles than he ignored the staff. Beyond his pale blue eyes and sedentary form, a lifetime of memories played out in vivid technicolor. 1958 - oh they weren't Charles Sr. and Margaret until they faced the loan officer for their first mortgage. No, in 1958 it was just Chip and Peggy in the front seat of his father's Buick becoming adults and enjoying her skillful swallowing.
Deep beneath the surface, memories hide from the prying eyes of the onlooker...
"Remember when you could swallow Margaret? Let's go back over how to swallow."
Charles groaned; the entendre not lost on him. The sorry bastard couldn't remember his address but he damn sure didn't forget Margaret's skills!
"C'mon Ms Margaret, ya gotta swallow this pill! Doncha remember how to swallow?"
Charles remembered. Sitting in his recliner facing the window, the stoic old man flashed almost a grin. The expression would be easily missed by the casual observer; not to mention the impatient aide completely ignoring him. To be fair, the staff no more ignored Charles than he ignored the staff. Beyond his pale blue eyes and sedentary form, a lifetime of memories played out in vivid technicolor. 1958 - oh they weren't Charles Sr. and Margaret until they faced the loan officer for their first mortgage. No, in 1958 it was just Chip and Peggy in the front seat of his father's Buick becoming adults and enjoying her skillful swallowing.