‘Ta da’ said Connie as she smacked the bouquet the size of a mini haystack into Elvi’s nose. Monkish heads bound in black tissue jostled, their fragrance bruised, brutal, raw like the choice to leave a lover too-hard-to-let-go.
Oriental lilies, Elvi’s favourites -Elvi hated them on sight
‘Thank you’, Elvi said ‘they’re gorgeous.’
How the hell did Connie find her.
Elvi’s lips jutted forward and kissed Connie, twice – a life skill over developed.
Twice, one kiss on each side of her face, keep your friends close and your enemy’s closer flickered beneath Elvi’s lashes.
‘ You shouldn’t have,’ said Elvi.
Connie drew a shallow breath, then another.
‘To be honest, I didn’t,’ she said.
When you opened the door you looked like a Christmas puppy all eager and fluffy waiting to be loved. ‘They were here on your doorstep.
I had to give them to you,’ she said.
‘They were on your doorstep’, the flowers quivered fresh.
Elvi pushed past Connie and squinted into the blazing sun,down the ocean road and back into town … ‘Fluffy and eager,’ she and Connie were never going to be friends.
The road was littered with the ant-trail pageantry of gleaming black 4WD’s. Expensive 4WD’s, driven by the dishevelled Nike branded army of kids who surfed every day and ate with double jointed credit cards.
Elvi dragged her glazed eyes from the sunset – looking for him hurt.
Connie stood before her with narrowing eyes shutting the light retaining every detail of Elvi’s pain and escape.
Connie’s grin widened to the footsteps Elvi heard approaching behind her.
‘Jeff, long time no see stranger’, said Connie. And she brushed past Elvi into Jeff’s arms.
‘I saw these flowers’ said Connie as her fingers danced across Elvi’s wrist and down towards the quivering stems. ‘I saw these flowers’ said Connie – the monk headed bouquet froze ‘well I told your wife here they were for her but you know I bought them for you.’ she said as she reached up and kissed him.
Jeff laughed, “Come in Connie, we’ve missed you.’ he said Elvi felt the tenderness of his hand and turned from the shame of his love.
“Come ladies, let me fix us something sparkling’ he said.
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