An attractive girl sat in a restaurant booth staring moodily at a half empty glass of wine and a picked at bowl of pasta in a tomato and basil sauce It’s not as good as his she thought to herself and sighed deeply, her phone rang and she looked down at the slim lined shape, unknown number.
“Hello?” She answered, her voice was like liquid gold and startled the young waiter who had been about to ask her if she would like a re-fill of her drink.
“Hey Ruby, you have no idea how good it is to hear your voice” She felt her heart melt and jump into her throat when she heard his chioretic voice.
“Zeke?” she croaked
“Yeah babe sorry it’s been so long, I’ve kinda only found out you hadn’t died in anchorage a couple of hours ago.”
“why so long?” she asked Anchorage was over six months ago how could he have only just found out?
“Well when the hunters left you for dead they kinda didn’t stop hounding me until a couple of hours ago.”
“Why did they stop?” when she heard his quiet laughter she knew it was obvious. “You’re strong enough to kill six hunters?”
“Over time, picking them off the edges.” She said nothing for awhile processing all the information.
“When can I see you?” she asked she ached for his presence, he thought for a moment.
“Where are you?” he asked finally.
“Sydney I’m staying in the Dee”
“Two days, meet me at Les Aliments d’Amant at twelve thirty”
“All right, Zeke?”
“Do you still love me?” Her heart felt like it was going to jump out her mouth as she asked the question
“Forever my gorgeous girl” he paused “Je t’aime” He finished
“Je t’aime aussi” the line disconnected. Ruby sighed and ate and drank like a human…she laughed as she made the simile
I stare down at the busy footpath three stories below me, the people have huge shadows thanks to the twilight. I see a young couple, both in their early twenties walking hand in hand down the footpath, a brisk draft blows My long black hair over My deep blue eyes and I brush it away with one pale hand. The girl from the couple burrows into the boys side, she looks up and smile at him and he looks down lovingly. This flooded me with memories, memories of candle lit dinners in Paris, kisses under the moonlight in Venice, someone else’s body heat under silken sheets and-. I cut off my train of thought and stand. I am hungry…I am thirsty, but I need to see her. To travel of that distance I was going to need energy. I hit the fire escape running and was at the bottom in seconds.
I got the idea of this while looking down at the footpath from the roof of a shopping centre while packing the car.