It’s my big night out with a boy from the office. I need Carrie to talk me through it. I always need her near. She’s been at my side since college. I can become pretty under her hands. But it hurts to leave her. Hurts even more when my date is off script. Can I get back to Carrie and make amends? All I want is to know that the world is in the space of her arms.
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Here is a preview: Did she want to stay? Did I wish that she would? “Need something else?” she asked. “Trying to take a nap here.” “You know you’re like a cat sometimes?” I countered. “How do you just turn it off and close your eyes?” “Because I like living in my dreams.” What happened in her head when night fell? My fingers just touched the dusty blonde hair tied in a bun atop her head, and I thought of climbing into the bed with her when she pulled the blankets closer to her chin and spoke, her voice muffled against the pillowcase. “Let me recharge my batteries, and I’ll be up again in no time to help you with your makeup.” Another one of her many talents. Carrie found it fun to sit me on the edge of a tub and line my eyes, paint my lips red or pink. Made sense; she was an artist after all. But sometimes I wondered why she didn’t spend half as much time on her face. Because in a certain light… in so many moments when the sun or moon wafted through one window or another, she struck me as beautiful. The sandy hair… the plump cheeks… the silly little nose that a person could blink and miss. Maybe the prettiest picture in the world. “Carrie, you really don’t have to,” I protested. “I want to,” she said, turning her head to meet my eyes.
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