Looking For Ward 3/1/07
Hi! Today I am posting the first of 31 daily installments of my e-serial, Looking For Ward. Keep coming back throughout the month of March, it's going to be a great story. Also, feel free to comment!
-Laurel
To: bethanyjones45@hotmail.com
From: mailto:Chloe@origingifts.com
Date: March 1, 2007
Subject: Something weird has happened
Hey Bethany…
I need your help. You need to tell me I’m freaking out over nothing. I’m having a day that can only be described as crunchy, like when you think you’re getting a smooth PB&J, but you bite into it and there are all these unwanted chunks. Everything I do, think, feel, or see is just off and it scares me.
Why, you may ask.
Well, this morning my entire world was flipped upside down like the loosing side in a coin toss.
I’ll elaborate.
Last night Ward came over, we had dinner and talked about the wedding. He seems to forget that it’s in a month, and I wanted to figure out the seating chart and talk about our vows. So I made Chicken Kiev and opened a bottle of wine, and soon things were finer than Hugh Jackman in a wet t-shirt. Afterwards we watched CSI and went to bed (although we didn’t go to sleep, wink, wink, for sometime after). This morning he got up, took a shower, kissed me on the cheek, and said he’d call me later.
So I went to work. The store needs to be restocked, but I was in a lazy mood and things were slow, so I wasn’t doing much – except checking my e-mail. My mom still e-mails a kazillion times a day about the wedding. ANYWAY, at about 10 am, Ward sends me this (I cut & pasted):
Chloe,
I have to go away. I’ll explain later, but I’m not sure when that will be. I love you, and if you love me in return you’ll let me have this time, and you WON’T look for me. If you do decide to track me down, I won’t come back at all.
Please forgive me, and know I’ll be thinking of you constantly.
Love,
Ward
I e-mailed back, but there’s no response. I called his cell, same thing. Then I called his work, and they said he hasn’t come in today, and he doesn’t have any clients booked for the NEXT MONTH! He’s the most popular personal trainer at the Y, so can that be?
Maybe this is a joke? If so - not funny! I mean, obviously the wedding means more to me than it does to Ward, but I would hope the marriage is important to him. And if he has a problem, why wouldn’t he say something instead of just sending a cryptic e-mail? I really don’t get it.
Unless he’s in danger? Or something terrible has happened? But who would want to harm Ward, and what terrible thing could happen that he wouldn’t be able to tell me about? True, he’s always been an enigma of sorts; do you think this could have something to do with how he spends his mysterious Saturdays?
Please write back and tell me I’m over-reacting. Say that everything is going to be okay, and Ward is just having a moment of kookiness that will disappear soon.
Thanks…
Love,
Chloe.
From: mailto:Chloe@origingifts.com
Date: March 1, 2007
Subject: Something weird has happened
Hey Bethany…
I need your help. You need to tell me I’m freaking out over nothing. I’m having a day that can only be described as crunchy, like when you think you’re getting a smooth PB&J, but you bite into it and there are all these unwanted chunks. Everything I do, think, feel, or see is just off and it scares me.
Why, you may ask.
Well, this morning my entire world was flipped upside down like the loosing side in a coin toss.
I’ll elaborate.
Last night Ward came over, we had dinner and talked about the wedding. He seems to forget that it’s in a month, and I wanted to figure out the seating chart and talk about our vows. So I made Chicken Kiev and opened a bottle of wine, and soon things were finer than Hugh Jackman in a wet t-shirt. Afterwards we watched CSI and went to bed (although we didn’t go to sleep, wink, wink, for sometime after). This morning he got up, took a shower, kissed me on the cheek, and said he’d call me later.
So I went to work. The store needs to be restocked, but I was in a lazy mood and things were slow, so I wasn’t doing much – except checking my e-mail. My mom still e-mails a kazillion times a day about the wedding. ANYWAY, at about 10 am, Ward sends me this (I cut & pasted):
Chloe,
I have to go away. I’ll explain later, but I’m not sure when that will be. I love you, and if you love me in return you’ll let me have this time, and you WON’T look for me. If you do decide to track me down, I won’t come back at all.
Please forgive me, and know I’ll be thinking of you constantly.
Love,
Ward
I e-mailed back, but there’s no response. I called his cell, same thing. Then I called his work, and they said he hasn’t come in today, and he doesn’t have any clients booked for the NEXT MONTH! He’s the most popular personal trainer at the Y, so can that be?
Maybe this is a joke? If so - not funny! I mean, obviously the wedding means more to me than it does to Ward, but I would hope the marriage is important to him. And if he has a problem, why wouldn’t he say something instead of just sending a cryptic e-mail? I really don’t get it.
Unless he’s in danger? Or something terrible has happened? But who would want to harm Ward, and what terrible thing could happen that he wouldn’t be able to tell me about? True, he’s always been an enigma of sorts; do you think this could have something to do with how he spends his mysterious Saturdays?
Please write back and tell me I’m over-reacting. Say that everything is going to be okay, and Ward is just having a moment of kookiness that will disappear soon.
Thanks…
Love,
Chloe.
posted by Laurel | 6:04 PM
2 Comments:
Chloe - Jeeze Louise - lets don't have a hissy fit just because you don't know where Ward is every minute. I mean, is this what marriage is going to be like? The truth is I invited Ward out for a ski holiday before the old ball-and-chain snaps shut for eternity. However, since reading your desperate plea Ward is feeling guilty and believes he should return. So I told him "Ward, if that's the way you really feel then go back for christ's sake - GO BACK WARD'
Lovingly yours - The rev
Hmmm...some men are more forward thinking than others, I guess. But anyone who uses the term "old ball-and-chain" is WAY too backward for 2007. So I'm thinking Ward's friend Russell may be an unfortunate clue to Ward's own personality. Maybe Cloe should get out while she can. (Although I am worried about all the $$ she says her parents have spent on the wedding.)
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