come to an end and we left with a single blouse out of the 10 or so she tried on. It was not the last time I got to be in the room with her, and not the most erotic, but it is forever in my memory the image of her pursing her lips (Why do they do that?) as she swung herself back and forth to view the fit. And forever, too, is that glimpse of her hip, that sexy bone in front that I just love to caress. And how sad too, that I would be relegated to watch her dress for her Steven, to help her dress for her Steven. I hoped and I suspected that he appreciated her as much as I did.
But it is fortunate for me, I suppose, that she is not mine. I would be so jealous of all the other men who looked at her. I could not share. I, also, would not want to ever be so bored with her that I didn't care if other men lusted after her. I know you must think me strange to feel this way. Even I feel a bit of a thief in this regard. I would rather steal a tiny piece of a beautiful woman's life than own a majority of it, if it meant that other men would get the least bit of the minority stake. I have a theory on this. I have a theory on everything. I fear I am really a philosopher in the Greek tradition. They sat on their porches, called ‘stoas’, and believed that to be a true scientist, they had to be objective. They could not experience life's events lest they be skewed in their appraisals. So they sat on the porch and viewed and opined from afar. Since the porch is called a ‘stoa’, they were called Stoics. So I am a Stoic. It may be sad to you, but it is my choice. If you want to run with the big thinkers, stay on the porch.
Chapter 5: Steven-2
It was perhaps a year later that Steven did something he both regretted, at the time, and was grateful that he got it out of his mind. But the regret was much worse than the relief and that put him into a bout of depression that was uncharacteristic for him.
He could be accurately described as moody, and often was tabbed that way. But his down mood swings were invariably linked to problems he had not yet solved. The operative definition is 'not YET solved." Because he was, at the heart of him, incredibly creative and resourceful in his solution sets. Catherine was always impressed that he, like her father, always seemed to find a way to do or fix anything. And moreover, his solutions were prettier than her father's, who found Masonite board and three quarter inch CD grade plywood lovely enough in their functionality that no paint or stain was necessary. In this regard, Catherine felt she had, at least, a slight improvement over her father, which is actually saying something very nice.
Once Steven had a path for his solutions, his mood immediately turned better, even cheerful. In this sense, he and Catherine were incredibly different. While Catherine worried about all sorts of things like should she buy those shoes, would she be able to retire comfortably, is that cough or ache a sign of cancer? (Something that was not extant in her family), Steven would ask; "I have a pair of shoes, why would I want another? We are saving at a rate that should make us comfortable, but since we really don't know what the economy will do, we can't really take a smarter path, so why don't we just stay with this savings rate? My mom died of cancer and so did my brother, so I know I am at risk. So I don't smoke and I eat less processed foods and I eliminate as many other risk factors as I can. So why worry about it? Stress is a risk factor, so I shouldn't worry and make myself riskier, should I?"
Catherine worried randomly and confused Steven as she did so. It bothered him that she worried about things well outside her
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