filling a month of sundays.

   Leah had big plans. Not that anyone knew of them. But then, really, no one truly knew Leah, either. All the parts of herself that would have told them who she was were safely hidden away, kept only for his purview. She ate and drank her usual routine, laughed with the mailboy during his usual office rounds, and basically spent every day just as she had always seemed to spend every day.

   Oh, but inside.. inside Leah seethed and boiled and bubbled, like a giant pot of gumbo, just waiting for his lips to consume. She added a new touch daily, something meant to surprise her lover. Perhaps he would reward her with that meltywarm smile, guaranteed to quiver her soft places further into jelly. She prepared herself dutifully for his return, adding in layers she knew he'd peel off with relish, leaf by leaf, all the while giving each day its own quiet smile. The secret thoughts of their mutual pleasure-to-come became a mantra to steel her through the next moments she would spend alone. Indeed, they turned into private novenas, her visage soon gaining an inner glow not unlike that of a newly wedded nun. 

   There surely couldn't be too much time left now. I'll be back in a month, he'd said, Don't miss me too much, but then, don't forget me either.

Reviews

[DavidRyanM]

I dig this title a lot, dear. I like the idea of it...the way he's leaving and how much she loves him and craves his attention/touch. I might end it with the "Don't forget me either." but that's just me. Also, the word "steal" is misspelled. Liked this a lot though.

[Coyote Poetry]

A amazing story being written. I will read now. I love how you make every situation come alive to the reader. Thank you Jennie for sharing the amazing chapter.
Coyote

[Toon]

until the last paragraph i was sure that her lover was an invention of her imagination. but this is actually a really excellent comment on the double-sided coin of love. my favorite line:
"an inner glow not unlike that of a newly wedded nun"

[Zeitgeist Manifesto]

Beautiful writing. I felt like i was drowning in a sea of imagery and emotion.
Powerful work!

[Ed Hart]

maybe he got shanghaied (thefrenchforeignlegionorsomething) and everyday he thinks of her and will never forget her, as if he ever could, or maybe he's a creep, or maybe he stepped into some quicksand or maybe...

[Robin]

as if ....
the title, the ending and everything in between . hidden feelings brought to life in your pyramidic style

[Crowley]

Oh my.....I think it would be good to be him, this was amazingly romantic and heady. You have a way with gooey description that is second to none. Good stuff.