Honeymoon II

“Hey wake up” I heard his voice. Did I hear concern in his voice? Why was everything blank anyways?

I felt cold hands on my arms, shaking me. I slowly opened my eyes to see a very angry Pierre.

He sighed. “The next time you run off, its over.” He said and helped me up. I looked down and saw the bloody hole I fell into. Who digs a hole in the middle of a path?

We walked all the way to the house with him grumpy and mumbling how stupid I was. The sky went from sunny morning to a grey dark.

“Shit” my husband stopped in front of me and I bumped right on his back. He was looking up “It’s going to rain” he said and turned to me.

“I trust you have enough energy to run?” he asked and I nodded. By the time we reached the house however, we were both soaked.

I walked immediately to my room and headed for a warm bath. It was nice to soak in bubbly warm water after being in the dirt and running though my feet hurt like hell after my fall.

I stared at the ceiling, wondering again,