Conversation Interlude

“Hmmm, now that was a sweet kiss!” Diane said as she brushed the hair from her eyes. “I love your kisses, I hope you know.” She added with a coy little smile.


“Of course I know; I can’t get you to stop kissing me.” I said as I shyly back away expecting her wrath.

“Oh, you are just so mean.” She said as she reached to grab my shirt and pull me closer to her. Then her lips locked tightly onto mine and I could feel her tongue softly caressing my bottom lip.

“My lady, you keep that up and we will be late for the party.” I said with my best British accent.

“I can never be late for anything with you.” She replied. “You always have to be on time and I just don’t understand why.” “I know that you have explained it to me a hundred times, but I just don’t get it.” She continued.

“Look, let’s get you in the bathroom and I’ll press your jeans for you while you change your clothes and I’ll explain it to you again, okay?” I queried.

“You just want to see me without my clothes on again, don’t you?” She accusingly asked. “Come on, admit it.”

I winked at her and said, “You really do know me don’t you?” “Now come on!” I said as I reached out for her hand and pulled her along with me into the bathroom.

As I was getting out the ironing board and iron, I continued. “Some people just don’t understand that there are no ‘what if’s’ in life.” I began.

“Have you been writing again?” Diane quipped.

“Yes, I have and I’m nearly finished with the final chapter of ‘The Deadream Alone’ then I’ll continue working on my other two books.”

As Diane disappeared into the closet to retrieve her blouse I heard her ask, “Oh, are you referring to the follow-up stories delving deeper into the Wonderland curse and its far reaching effects?”

“Yes, that’s right.” I replied. “So you really were listening to me when I told you the plots.” I said with a surprised look on my face.

“I always listen to you!” Diane said as she toss her blouse at me. “And don’t you forget it, buster.” She warned.

“Okay, okay!” “I won’t, now may I continue my story, PLEASE?”

She nodded her accent and I continued. “As I was saying, there are no ‘what if’s’ in the world, there is only ‘what is.’” “And the sooner we accept ‘what is’ the easier our lives will be”

“I’ve heard this before.” Diane said feigning boredom.

“’What if’s’ make for good story telling fodder, but ‘what is’ makes for a good life.” I paused and looked at Diane to see if she was confused or following me and then I continued. “I never blame anybody else for ‘what if’s’ and I don’t play the victim role either, I simply knew ‘what is’ then and now.”

I paused again and saw Diane smile and blow me a kiss as she stopped buttoning up her blouse.

“Do you remember how the story ended?” I asked.

“Yes, of course I do silly!” she said.

“Good, then you also know that I knew from day one that the Wonderland curse would never allow us to be together and that she would find someone else to turn to.” “Correct?”

“Yes, I knew that too.” Diane said.

“Well then, you also know, as I told everybody at ‘The One Headlight’ the other night, that I knew exactly how to push her away.” I said.

“I told her from the beginning that I was the strong one, but I knew that I would have to prove to be weak and wimpy, so that’s the way I acted.” I reiterated. “I learned from her previous relationships what she detested, which is most men by the way, and I exhibited those traits.”

“Yes, but you are a strong one and that’s just one of the many things that I LOVE about you, Lance.” She said as she leaned over and caressed my arm and kissed my hand.

“You better stop doing that Diane, or we ARE going to be late for the party.” I said as I scooped her up in my arms and carried her over to the bed. “Now put your jeans on so we can get going, please.” I pleaded.

"What If"

“What if?” I asked nobody in particular and everybody in general out loud. “What if I hadn’t accidentally received that email addressed to Phil?” “What if it had been addressed to the correct recipient and I never saw it, never read it and never knew that it even existed?” “Would that have change the past along with the present?” I queried. “I think not, no, no, I know that it would not have changed anything past, present or future.” By now, everyone in the room was listening and paying close attention.

“You see,” I continued. “I had ten years to study, ten years to learn and ten years to prepare and plan for the inevitable.” “I had said from the beginning, ‘I will know before you even know’ and I did.” The room hushed and the crowd stilled at my words and somebody asked, “How?” “How, did you know?”

“Now, that’s a very broad question that requires a very specific answer.” I answered as I pointed to the crowd in general and smiled.

“You see,” I said as I stood and leaned forward toward the people gathered around me in the brightly lit room. “Life has a funny way of letting you know what’s going on around and about you, but you have to look and listen for it, you have to live in the ‘now.’” “Now listen carefully,” I said with intention. “In the ‘now’ there is no confusion, only clarity and from that clarity you can see reality as it really exists.” I paused and then continued. “And this reality was, is and will be.”

“The errant email was the first of many, many clues along with the afternoon in the park and dinner.” I said mater of factually. “Then came the many phone calls, more emails, more meeting along with chance sightings.” “All of these things along with knowing the nature of the beast, revealed the future and knowing what will be, is knowing all that there is to know.”

“Knowing these things along with the dark coldness of the heart and the deceit on the lips, the ‘exit strategy’ which had been planned many years before, was enacted.”

First Monday In May

Please stay tuned for a very special announcement for our guest host:
“Yes, the first Monday in May is rapidly approaching and let it be now be known, it is a very special day and it even has duality. The first Monday in May is the third anniversary of a very special event in the lives of two people.”
“No, now wait just a minute. It’s the thirteenth anniversary, not the third anniversary, let’s get it right!” “You guys just can’t keep your dates straight can you?”
“Oh yes we can! That’s why is said that this date has duality!” The first Monday in May is the thirteenth and the third anniversary of the same event happening twice, just ten years apart.” “The first time it was completely unexpected, however the second time it was foreseen and even planned for and that’s where ‘Exit Strategy’ comes in."

So, please stay tuned, there’s much more to come....

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