”That’s what you’re worried about? She slowly picked it all up. XXNX I’m taking you to the hospital.”
”But I don’t have the money for that.”
He laughed. He had learned to love the dumb lamp. ”I don’t know what to do with you Chrysanthemum.” He trailed off ”It’s not my name.” ”It is and it is beautiful.” They were both quiet for a long time. Was she into him? The morning was something new to him. She looked up at him almost so close to his face he couldn’t see her. ”No need, its a king bed.” He got up and headed to the bedroom. She looked over to his side of the bed and saw he wasn’t there. She fell onto the floor in the pile of red glass. Are you glad to have me back?”
”We’re not getting back together.”
”Sure we are, babe” he got up and walked over to the bedroom door and grabbed the knob. ”What are you talking about I am awake, your acting crazy you have to stop!”
He started yelling and crying.
