Saratoga Rain Again

Sorry i took it down, i was going to replace it with another post, but i fell asleep mid American Idol. So here's Saratoga Rain...Again. I'll leave it up this time. It's a really great short story. (new post after my subway sanwich)

Saratoga Rain

The wind blew . Rain swept over the roof. Upstairs the man and the women lay close together. He held her in his arms, drowsily, sleepily, head half buried in the covers, the sent of bodies between them. The rain came down.

She said "Ben, i love you." To her thirty years of muddy yesterdays were as yesterday.

He said, "I like you to babe." And all the dice and the tables from Reno to Saratoga were forgotten.

It was early morning. The rain came down. They didin't care. They were together in the darkened room, heads hald buried in the covers. They had each other. They didn't remember now the many cliffs they had to climb nor the lurking tomorrows of marsh and danger.

They would never be Angels and have wings-that they knew for sure. But at the moment they had each other.

That moment, that rainy morning, not even that whole day would last very long. Indeed it might never repeat itself. Things had a way of moving shiftily with each of them, leaving memories, raising scars, and passing on. But they did not choose to remember now the aching loneliness of time, warm in bed as they were, with the rain falling outside.

They did not choose to remember (for her) the stable boy who had been her lover last night, nor the jockey who had been so generous with his money the week before but had fallen yesterday in the steeplechase, lost his mount, and broke his neck.

They did not (for him) choose to remember the swift rattle of crooked dice in the fast fading game at the corner, the recollection of the startled look on the Florida Simpleton's face when he saw his month's pay gone.

For neither of them knew the memory of muddy water in the gutter of life, because on this early August morning the rain feel straight out of the sky-clean.The room is pleasantly dark and warm, the house safe, and though neither of them will ever be angels with wings, at the moment they have each other

"I like you" Ben said

"I love you" she whispered.

Hope everyone had a good Valentines Day.