I rolled over in bed and kissed Michael waking him up. I went to the bathroom, brushed my teeth and walked out to the balcony. I sat in the chair and enjoyed the quiet peace of the morning plus the sun was out. I love it here. Maybe I should just sell my house and move in with Michael. Before I realized it Michael was laying with me on the chair like once again he was reading my mind. He acted like I said my thoughts out loud and looked me in the eyes and said, “When your family home is rebuilt, you could sell it and move in with me, do you know how happy you would make me if you did this?” “Do you know how happy you make me? I have never felt this complete before in my life,” I said. I pulled his face to mine and said, “The answers to your questions all of them are yes. Yes, I will sell my house and move here, yes I will be the mother of your children and yes I want to be your wife.” He immediate wrapped his arms around me and pulled me on to his lap and into an embrace kissing me on my lips and all over my face. “Thank you, thank you, thank you,” he said with tears running down his face and finally hiding nothing from me. I cried along with him knowing I made the correct decision. We will have to work out the logistics of this later but for now I am going to just enjoy this moment and love him.
“What do you want for breakfast?” asked Michael “I’m not hungry, I just want coffee” I said. “Are you sure? I could cook something quick for you, I want your first day as my fiancé’ to be perfect,” he said smiling. “I am sure it will. I’m just happy to get back to work,” I said. I went to my closet to pick out what I am going to wear today and could not make up my mind. I have so much to choose from now. “Michael, can you come here?” I yelled. He came into my closet and said, “What do you need?” he asked frowning. “What should I wear to work, you bought me too much and I can’t decide,” I asked. “Are you kidding me? You want me to pick out what you are wearing today?” he said sounding snippy. He walked over to the rack with all my suits and grabbed to first one and handed it to me then walked out. Ok, he is in a bad mood. But he is good, this suit is perfect. I dressed and went into the bathroom to finish getting ready. Michael was in my way. I think he might actually spend more time getting ready than me. “What do you think?” I asked. He looked at me and smiled which told me I looked good and then he turned back to the mirror finishing his hair. I scooted in next to him and was pulling my hair in a bun and putting on my make up. Michael moved away from the mirror and sat in the chair and watched me finish getting ready. I looked at him through the mirror and he looked so stressed. After I was finished I turned around and sat on arm of the chair. “What is the matter with you today?” I asked. “What are you talking about, I am fine” he said. “Your lying, you have been out right pissy since I brought up work. Did I due something wrong, are you mad at me?” I asked. He pulled me onto his lap and kissed me. “I’m sorry, I just didn’t want you to go back to work yet, I thought we agreed on a full week off?” he said. “Michael, it has been a full week, it’s Monday” I said. “See that’s where you are wrong, a week would be tomorrow. I wanted this one more day with you before going back to reality,” he said as he kissed me again. “How about a compromise, we go into the office and only work a half day, what do you think?” I asked. “No, it is not a good compromise, no one is expecting us in the office today I had already cancelled our appointments, so we are going to go to work and will have noting to do,” he said with irritation. “Why don’t you just stay home then, and I will go without you. If you’re going to be so bitchy, I would rather not be around you as you’re pouting,” I said. “Fuck, fine I will go to work, I just wanted one more day alone with you that is all, I am sorry, your so excited to get the fuck away from me,” he said. Suddenly he lifted me to standing and left the bathroom. Why is he having a total melt down? I can’t believe him. I turned around and walked back into my closet and took off my suit. I pulled my hair out of the bun and put on jeans and a t-shirt then left my closet. As I walked out onto the balcony I grabbed a new book of Michael’s from the nightstand. I could hear Michael calling me but I ignored him. I could here him getting more pissed that I haven’t answered him and him stomping around looking for me. He finally found me on the balcony and came outside. “What are you doing?” he asked. I looked him in the eyes and said, “I guess I am staying home.” He looked at me feeling a little frustrated, “What are you talking about, I got ready, you got ready and now you’re reading a book, I don’t get it,” he said. “Well let me see, you had a complete melt down because I wanted to go to work, so instead of fighting with you I am staying home, because I don’t want you to be mad at me,” I said throwing him daggers with my eyes. “Good, that works for me,” he said smiling. He loosened his tie and walked into the bedroom stripping out off his clothes as he went. I watched him getting undressed but forced myself to look away still pissed at him. He disappeared to his closet and came out dressed casual. Coming back to the balcony he asked me what I wanted to do today and I didn’t answer. “Are you going to be mad at all day?” he asked. “Yes” I said. He sat on my chair and stared at me, while I pretended to read my novel. “You can’t stay mad at me all day it will make for a very boring day,” he said pulling out all of his charm. “I was thinking about taking you ring shopping, and meeting with your insurance agent, to see when they will cut you a check regarding your house burning down and finally going to the police station to see if they have any suspects regarding the arson of your house. So do you see why we couldn’t go to work?” he said now yelling and pissed off. I put my hand on his and said, “Michael, you have got to calm down or I am leaving, I can stay in a hotel for a while, I will be ok. But this, this way you are acting today I can’t handle it in fact it is a little on the scary side,” I said to him very calmly. “I’m sorry Susan I am just a little on the edge, I have to talk to you about something, and I don’t want to freak you out. I thought we could do something fun and I could ease you into it, but I have acted badly and I do apologize,” he said resting his head on his hands. I pulled his hands away and kissed them. “Michael, I love you, nothing is going to change that. So what is this all about?” I asked. He looked at me but looked incredibly tortured causing me to feel officially scared. Every time I think there’s going to be peace in my world, everything changes. I have a feeling that this news is not going to be good. “Susan I don’t know where to begin, I don’t want you to be upset or scared,” he said. “I am not a fragile person, I have been through a lot in my life and would just appreciate you being up front with me,” I said. “Ok, but you’re not going to like it. I may have crossed the line in the area of privacy. Do you remember everything I told you about my wife dying and how?” he asked. “Yes of course, I will never forget that,” I quickly responded. “Well, I called a private investigator when she died, the police said it was a simple case of murder suicide and I never really bought that. Maybe it was my pride, but something just didn’t sit right with me. Then your house burns with us in it. So I called that same investigator last night and had him look into it. Susan, he called this morning with news regarding your fire and your dad’s car accident,” he said not making eye contact with me. “Wait a minute, what the hell would cause you to look into my father’s death? Why would you violate me this way? I don’t understand,” I said screaming at him. I got up from the chair and started to walk away. He stood in my way not letting me pass. “Susan, I know you’re mad but you need to hear me out,” he exclaimed. “No I don’t have to hear you out, I don’t have to listen to any of this, I can’t believe you would cross this line with me, you know how much my parents death effected me, yet you dig into something you have no right to do so,” I said with tears running down my face but still he would not move. “Susan, the investigator dropped off some information for us this morning and I want you to look at it. It is bad and your safety is at risk. So please put your anger aside for a moment and just trust me,” he said taking my hand and leading me to his office. We entered his office and I took a seat in the chair. On the desk was an envelope full of papers. Michael opened the envelope and handed me the papers. I started reading them. It said that he believes my dad was murdered and there were no dead animals to prove that they hit a deer. The investigator said the fire at my house mirrored exactly the fire at Michael’s house. After reading this I couldn’t see anything else, I was crying to hard. I looked at Michael and said, “I don’t understand. What does all this mean?” “I think everything is linked, I’m not really sure yet how but we will figure this all out,” he said rubbing my shoulders. I just stood there and cried for a long time, unsure of everything in my life, mad at Michael for digging in something he had no right, yet I kind of new about my dad’s death. Something never felt right about that night. What were they doing in a part of town they never go, and why didn’t they find any damage to the car that would suggest that they hit anything. I remember thinking that back then, but gave up because no one else was interested and I was young and sad. I wanted to get on with my life. It was already a shocker to find out that the woman who raised me turned out not to be my biological mother. I looked at Michael again and said, “I think I need to leave for a while, maybe, maybe for a long while.” “Susan, No, I can’t lose you, your all I have in this world, without you there is no point for me anymore,” he said looking terrified. I got up and walked out of his office and into our bedroom. I grabbed a travel bag filled it with clothes and started to leave, but before I could get out of the bedroom Michael stopped me. “We will figure this all out Susan, don’t you believe in me? I thought you loved me and were going to be my wife,” he said crying openly. I couldn’t bear for him to feel this way I put down the bag and grabbed on to him and hugged him. He relaxed in my arms and we just stood there for a long time crying together. I new why he was upset I get it but he crossed the line. I know he had good intentions but still he is opening up old wounds. I lead him to the bed to sit down. It felt like my legs weighted a thousand pounds. Suddenly I was unconscious and deep into another vision.
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