King of Dreams
by
Harry N Down
There is a welcome home note on the table
next to the mail.
Dear boys,
Hope all is well and you had a great time.
I picked up groceries that I thought you
might need so that you do not have to rush about.
Oh, I took the liberty of getting Brad to
fill up your beer fridge and wine rack so you have a bill to settle with him.
He said no rush but you know what he is
like.
I have missed you both so much.
Rest up and I will pop by in a couple of
days or meet at the pub.
Love Crystal
XX
“Gotta love the woman,” I say aloud.
“Yep she did a good job. Maybe we should
hire her to do it every week.”
We both laugh.
“Gonna have a beer then bed mate.”
“Yep me too. Cheers.”
To say I slept soundly would be an
understatement.
We had arrived home on Monday and now it is
Wednesday morning. Well, early afternoon anyway!
Nearly two days asleep. I cannot even
remember going to the toilet although I must have done.
The shower was such a comfort. The hot water
beating down, massaging my back. The foaming of soapsuds covering every part of
me.
“Ya fancy a cuppa mate,” Kev asks popping
his head into the bathroom.
“Yep! I’ll be right out.”
Rinsing off and towelling down I now feel half-human
again.
A brush of the ivories and a gargle of mouthwash
then the bathrobe quickly wrapped round this aging body of mine I finally head
to the kitchen and that cuppa tea.
We sit outside and can hear the sound of
the sea.
It is quite warm and it will only get
hotter as we enter the Australian summer.
Being near the beach is a blessing as the
evenings bring in a sea breeze that brings relief from the heat of the day.
“Pub for tea?” I ask Kev.
“Yep! I’ll wiz out and do some shopping
later. Restock the pantry and fridge.”
“Ok mate. I’m just gonna hang around here
and chill.”
To be continued .......................
1 comment:
I wonder what will happen next? xxxx
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