New Tangled Tango #71

Previously

“Just take care,” she said.

As they left, the last of the light was just leaving the dark blue skies. The street- lights had not been on long. They held each other tightly as they kissed goodnight, not wanting to part.

Continued

Wednesday 18th May  Day 2 of the Primary School Visits

Wednesday proved to be very much of a repeat of Tuesday except that, in the afternoon, once more as they sat together in the  Assembly Hall,  Marjorie would occasionally interject into conversation a ‘Do you remember when’ moment, to remind him of an enjoyable instance from their shared past. Sometimes, in doing this, she would reach across and place her hand on one of his forearms, looking at him to ensure that he would be looking back and seeing her friendly smile. Once, as they were supposed to be listening to the headteacher addressing the junior pupils, she even leaned towards him and briefly rested her head on his shoulder.

He was shocked both by the familiarity of the gesture and by her brazenness. Nevertheless, he bore it with both equanimity and a returning smile to encourage her confidence.

At the end of the day she had linked his arm  – like old friends or partners depending upon the perspective of the onlooker – as he accompanied her towards where the bus for the Primary School visitors was waiting.

A couple of their colleagues had noticed and remarked on this closeness. Some, who had known them for a while, remarked that they had once been married and were obviously still on good terms.

Wednesday 18th May  At Cathy’s house

Cathy had invited Steve to join her for their evening meal. It was a simple dish of home-made spaghetti Bolognese followed by a supermarket dessert, but it was eaten by two people who cared more about its significance as shared fellowship. Their shared intimacy had become such that they could often complete each other’s sentences and know what the other was thinking.

As Steve recounted the events of the day, Cathy was horrified.

“The witch! She’s trying to cast a spell on you,” she exclaimed as he told her about the head on shoulder moment.

As they moved around her kitchen clearing away the dishes and remnants and preparing drinks, he told her of the memories she had tried to evoke closeness.

During the evening both Barbara and Paul had ‘phoned her to exchange news about their days.

Barbara had enjoyed a good day with Emily. She had taken her to the park to see and feed the ducks – though little of the food had landed on the same side of the low fence as the ducks. Paul had received some good news from the Council. He had been selected for a permanent position – rather than the traineeship he had expected. It carried a reasonable salary too. Hearing that Steve was with his mother, he had asked to speak to him and to tell him more about the job.

As it became time for Steve to return home, Cathy drew him close and begged him to take care. She had arranged to take the afternoon off so that he could see her and wave to her as Marjorie carried out her attempted ‘Judas’ kiss.

She asked him to be satisfied with a genuine one with her. He gladly obliged.

Two more photos to represent the activities described. The first section today tells us more about Marjorie’s dastardly attempts to seduce Steve into betraying Cathy, while the second portrays the continuing tension in the hearts of our lovers.

EXIF data were: Fujifilm X-T4 26 MP cropped-sensor mirrorless camera with a Fujinon XF 23 mm f/2 lens. 1/160 secs @ f/5.6 and 23 mm. ISO was160.

Author: writingandphotography0531

I am a retired local government officer. At that time, I was an IT manager and had associated responsibilities for training. I have previously been involved, in various organisations, with aspects of industrial training and management development. My hobby is photography and, until recently, hillwalking in Snowdonia. I have just written my first novel, Persephone and the Photographer, published as a Kindle eBook.

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