I did the research. It can be done and not too expensively either. This town needs to modernize a bit and that stretch can be dangerous at night.
I know this won’t be enough for Jane. She wouldn’t believe her mother if the woman told her lamb was on sale at Giant Eagle. But here I am telling her and here she is frowning. I’ll wait. I know it’s coming and I know I can’t rush her. I’ve tried, you know, to anticipate her objections but that just gets us into another stupid argument.
I’m left stupid with shock when she shrugs, says it’s worth a try and what do I want for supper tonight?
Should I trust this? Should I trust her? Sitting out in my workshop which is the side of the garage where the car doesn’t live, I ponder my next move. This morning I had it all mapped out but now, now I don’t know. It’s not like it’s some big risk or anything, but dealing with this town’s “city” council is never cut and dried. I should know, I sat on the council for six memorable months last year. It was a case of quit before I got kicked off. I think. Anyway, I quit. No one seemed too broken up about it.
No, none of them returned my calls. It’s probably a dumb idea anyway, thinking that extending the street lights out past town to the dump would get any support.
Funny to think how important that was to me a year ago. I miss Jane. Sometimes. When I’m tempted to call, though, I figure that she probably won’t pick up so why bother?
Life’s a lot faster here but I like it. I also like it that my ideas don’t get shot down as being too ambitious or pie in the sky. Like this current project, to widen the main drag and spiff up that old monument? When I did the presentation, I did it with Jane in mind. I countered every possible objection in 24 highly entertaining PowerPoint slides. What did I get? Applause! I got a round of applause. And a green light from the council.
Let’s go out to eat, k? We’re celebrating tonight. Wow, that’s great! We’ll celebrate my project and your award!
I quickly check my emails while Dave gets ready. Several congratulatory insults; that’s how these guys express themselves. I’m more used to it now. Scrolling down I see one from Jane. Not unusual. She will check in occasionally but always in her time and on her terms.
I’ll respond later. I turn to see Dave coming out of the bedroom, trim and smart and with that killer smile. We’re going to have a great night!
© Remington Write 2020. All Rights Reserved
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In August 2020, AleXander Hirka set himself the challenge of creating a daily digital collage based on an image and a concept. The image is that of the antique Omega watch that belonged to his Mom and the concept was Time. In September 2020, the Anomalous Duo is challenging themselves to write a short piece of fiction for each collage — the Our Hours project.