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Authors: Kristofer Clarke
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the new condominiums on Orchid Outlook by money-man Curtis Millington.
“I’m proud of you, man.”
Kelvin sounded more elated than I did, and that made me smile.
“Curtis Millington is like the black Donald Trump.”
“Thanks. I guess I am good at what I do. Denise and I had a mini celebration over lunch today.”
“How’s Denise doing?”
“She’s doing well.”
“Is Toni taking time from her busy schedule to spend with her?”
“Whenever she can, I’m sure. I don’t hear Denise complaining. You know how demanding Toni’s job is.”
“I know. I was just messing with you.”
“Stop it,” I joked, and then continued. “Denise sends her love.”
“Ditto. Glad they’re doing well.”
My relationship with Kelvin was somewhat of a safety net under the high wire at the circus. As long as that net was there, the acrobats could perform with little fear, if any fear at all. They knew they wouldn’t fall any further than that net. With Kelvin, I wasn’t afraid to fall. I didn’t worry about being hurt, and even if I was, I believed, wholeheartedly, Kelvin wouldn’t be the one to hurt me. Kelvin was my net, and when he left, it was as if someone had snatched my safety net from under me. I was no longer safe.
“So, how’s your conference?”
I had moved from the chair to the couch, becoming more comfortable as I continued my conversation with Kelvin. The brown and white bird outside the window had become a distant memory.
“Well, I spent most of the day in meetings. Not doing anything involving the conference until tomorrow.” Kelvin paused, and then asked, “So, partner, what’s troubling you?”
His question was unexpected. I was more interested in continuing the seemingly meaningless banter for a little while longer, not wanting to talk about anything that was weighing heavy on my mind.
“Honestly, Kelvin, the more time goes by, the more I find myself missing you. I thought the opposite was supposed to happen.”
“That’s only natural, baby. I miss you , too, man.” Kelvin spoke , sounding equal ly honest , which was reassuring to my ears.
“Then why do I feel like I’m the only one going through the motions?”
That was actually a rhetorical question asked louder than I intended. I didn’t expect Kelvin to answer, but he did.
“Baby, just because I don’t say it every time we talk doesn’t mean I don’t miss you. I think about you more often than I admit.”
Even if I wanted to interrupt Kelvin, I held back anything I had to say . I was enjoying hi s candor. Just as he thinks I don’t open up to him, Kelvin was just as guilty, if not more guilty . To hear him say exactly how he had been feeling was refreshing. At least I now knew I wasn’t alone.
“I have the worst time getting through some of my days, and then I hear from you and I’m so at ease.”
“Baby!”
Kelvin must have called me twenty times.
“I’m h ere,” I finally answered, fighting tears I could feel fighting back.
“I don’t want you to ever feel as if it is easier for me to deal with us not being together. It’s just as hard for me as it is for you. I can say that everything will be ok, but if you don’t believe it, then there’s not much more I can do.”
“Kelvin, I know, and I’m not trying to be difficult.”
“I know you’re not, and that’s not what I’m saying. You have to believe that I love you. If there’s anything I can do to make it easier, let me know. I f it means me calling more often, whatever it is, just let me know. You know I worry about you.”
“You don’t have to worry too much. It’s just a little hard right now.”
The tears had subsided and talking to Kelvin had put my mind at ease for the moment.
“Yeah. so what’s your tomorrow like?” Kelvin asked, changing the subject. I was relieved he had.
“I’m heading back into the office. I have dinner with the Millington s on Wednesday.”
“They must really like you,” Kelvin
“I’m proud of you, man.”
Kelvin sounded more elated than I did, and that made me smile.
“Curtis Millington is like the black Donald Trump.”
“Thanks. I guess I am good at what I do. Denise and I had a mini celebration over lunch today.”
“How’s Denise doing?”
“She’s doing well.”
“Is Toni taking time from her busy schedule to spend with her?”
“Whenever she can, I’m sure. I don’t hear Denise complaining. You know how demanding Toni’s job is.”
“I know. I was just messing with you.”
“Stop it,” I joked, and then continued. “Denise sends her love.”
“Ditto. Glad they’re doing well.”
My relationship with Kelvin was somewhat of a safety net under the high wire at the circus. As long as that net was there, the acrobats could perform with little fear, if any fear at all. They knew they wouldn’t fall any further than that net. With Kelvin, I wasn’t afraid to fall. I didn’t worry about being hurt, and even if I was, I believed, wholeheartedly, Kelvin wouldn’t be the one to hurt me. Kelvin was my net, and when he left, it was as if someone had snatched my safety net from under me. I was no longer safe.
“So, how’s your conference?”
I had moved from the chair to the couch, becoming more comfortable as I continued my conversation with Kelvin. The brown and white bird outside the window had become a distant memory.
“Well, I spent most of the day in meetings. Not doing anything involving the conference until tomorrow.” Kelvin paused, and then asked, “So, partner, what’s troubling you?”
His question was unexpected. I was more interested in continuing the seemingly meaningless banter for a little while longer, not wanting to talk about anything that was weighing heavy on my mind.
“Honestly, Kelvin, the more time goes by, the more I find myself missing you. I thought the opposite was supposed to happen.”
“That’s only natural, baby. I miss you , too, man.” Kelvin spoke , sounding equal ly honest , which was reassuring to my ears.
“Then why do I feel like I’m the only one going through the motions?”
That was actually a rhetorical question asked louder than I intended. I didn’t expect Kelvin to answer, but he did.
“Baby, just because I don’t say it every time we talk doesn’t mean I don’t miss you. I think about you more often than I admit.”
Even if I wanted to interrupt Kelvin, I held back anything I had to say . I was enjoying hi s candor. Just as he thinks I don’t open up to him, Kelvin was just as guilty, if not more guilty . To hear him say exactly how he had been feeling was refreshing. At least I now knew I wasn’t alone.
“I have the worst time getting through some of my days, and then I hear from you and I’m so at ease.”
“Baby!”
Kelvin must have called me twenty times.
“I’m h ere,” I finally answered, fighting tears I could feel fighting back.
“I don’t want you to ever feel as if it is easier for me to deal with us not being together. It’s just as hard for me as it is for you. I can say that everything will be ok, but if you don’t believe it, then there’s not much more I can do.”
“Kelvin, I know, and I’m not trying to be difficult.”
“I know you’re not, and that’s not what I’m saying. You have to believe that I love you. If there’s anything I can do to make it easier, let me know. I f it means me calling more often, whatever it is, just let me know. You know I worry about you.”
“You don’t have to worry too much. It’s just a little hard right now.”
The tears had subsided and talking to Kelvin had put my mind at ease for the moment.
“Yeah. so what’s your tomorrow like?” Kelvin asked, changing the subject. I was relieved he had.
“I’m heading back into the office. I have dinner with the Millington s on Wednesday.”
“They must really like you,” Kelvin
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