by Bob'n Around
Putting the right kind of light on things makes all the difference in the world.
|I couldn’t believe this was happening. The woman across from me was more than beautiful. The flickering candle light softened the glow in her eyes. Her lips pouted as she kissed her crystal glass. Dark hair broke in curling waves down her back. “Everything perfect, sir?” The waiter asked.
Mary Worth answered for us in a sexy low voice making love to every word, “Couldn’t be better, Charles.” The warmth of her hand found mine, fingers stroking, memorizing the feel of mine. “Are you ready for dessert, Robert?”
Where had the time gone? Our conversation clicked from the start of when we’d sat down together, knees already making friends. Everything really was perfect, except for one thing. My blind date really was. Blind.
“I’m so glad you liked the candle I brought. Do you like the scent I made?” Mary Worth filled in the silence I made without pause, as if she were meant to be there in the aching loneliness my life was. The year I’d spent caring for my mother before she passed away now left me emotionally in a void. Was I ready to take on another invalid, being one myself? I held my withered left hand under our table.
“I see with my fingertips when I make them," she said. "This one is rolled up bee’s wax. Do you like the sparkles? The scent is mint honey, a specialty of mine.”
She cocked her head slightly, silently asking the question then spoke, “What are you thinking about, Robert?” A wisp of curled ringled danced against her ear. Mary Worth might only be able to see shades of light and shadow, but her hearing was acute enough. She’d heard me take in a slow deep breath, preparatory to making an announcement.
My heart was caught in my throat. Charles, our waiter slid the bill under the edge of our bread basket, “I’ll let you two take a moment to decide. You two are beautiful together, might I add. You add an elegance and warmth drawing everyone’s attention to your table.”
I watched the blush on Mary Worth become a blushing sunrise. “Thank you, Charles. Tell your little three year old, Annie, happy birthday for me, will you? She sounds like such an imp.”
The fact that my blind date new the family history of the hired help did not go unnoticed. She had a way with people, making them instant confidantes. It seemed a natural inborn talent to collect what was important in their lives, reflect it back in the warmth of her eyes.
“Thank you, Mary. Good luck to you, tonight.”
What was that about? Charles had glanced at me before leaving. I’d forgotten blind dates were a kind of test. It made my stomach tighten. I held back a chuckle, wondered. I took my mind off Mary Worth. Here, I had been judging her instead of trying to make an impression. How had I done? Had I passed her exam?
“You want to know what I’m thinking?”
She winked, taking the edge off the moment. Her hand rested comfortably across our small table touching mine. “This.”
She blew her candle out, leaving us in relative darkness. Ours was a sheltered table meant for privacy against the restaurant back nook’s wall. I heard the whisper of her nylons and dress as her palm cupped my chin. “Dessert, Robert. Take a taste.”
Her kiss felt like velvet when our lips met. “Do you see what I see?”
Mary Worth’s smile trembled a moment against my cheek. “Look inside, Robert. Do you see the flame? May it never go out. You can’t hold a candle to that kind of fire, can you? It is too special. We made it together. No-one can do that alone. We both feel its warmth, don’t deny it.”
“Shut up. You’re getting nervous.” I groaned, letting our next kiss talk for us. I wouldn’t handicap myself any longer. I found, in Mary Worth, my new home.
I’ve never met anyone who could see life so clearly as Mary Holt. She changed her last name to match mine She hasn’t changed a thing, otherwise, in the year since we got married. She is perfect in every way that matters. “Hello, Charles, how’s the kid?” I ask.
Once a week we come to this same table. Mary Holt taught me to see through the darkness. She brings a new candle offering to light up our lives. It works every time.