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Feb. 11th, 2018 01:20 pmThere are days like this one, relaxed and lazy Sunday afternoons, when Beth realizes her life, with all the strangeness Darrow throws at her, is as close to the life she had back in Georgia as it's ever going to get.
Carl and Judith are out for the afternoon and even though there's still a chill in the air, the sunlight coming in through the apartment windows is warm and bright, lighting up everything in a way she feels like she hasn't seen in a long time. It's quiet and comfortable and she's not naive enough to think everything is perfect, but things are at least settled. For now.
Blue is coming over, so Beth tidies the apartment, then gets distracted by her guitar for a little while, eventually putting it aside on the couch so that she can wash some dishes and get the kettle ready in case Blue wants some tea. There's food in the fridge, snacks on the counter if they want them, and when she shoes Anthony off the table and the cat stalks haughtily off down the hall to find another beam of sunshine to sleep in, she realizes she feels pretty content.
Things aren't perfect. She misses her family and most days the loss of Curtis still feels like a hole in her chest, a piece of her that's just gone now and won't ever be coming back, but if there's one thing Beth knows she's learned how to live through, it's loss. She'll miss him and she'll go on loving him and one day she'll wake up and when she sees his sweaters in her closet or his t-shirts in her drawer, her heart won't hurt. And she'll put them away. Not yet, not today, but eventually.
At the sound of the buzzer, she's pulled out of her thoughts and she hurries over to let Blue into the building, then opens the front door of the apartment to wait for her.
Carl and Judith are out for the afternoon and even though there's still a chill in the air, the sunlight coming in through the apartment windows is warm and bright, lighting up everything in a way she feels like she hasn't seen in a long time. It's quiet and comfortable and she's not naive enough to think everything is perfect, but things are at least settled. For now.
Blue is coming over, so Beth tidies the apartment, then gets distracted by her guitar for a little while, eventually putting it aside on the couch so that she can wash some dishes and get the kettle ready in case Blue wants some tea. There's food in the fridge, snacks on the counter if they want them, and when she shoes Anthony off the table and the cat stalks haughtily off down the hall to find another beam of sunshine to sleep in, she realizes she feels pretty content.
Things aren't perfect. She misses her family and most days the loss of Curtis still feels like a hole in her chest, a piece of her that's just gone now and won't ever be coming back, but if there's one thing Beth knows she's learned how to live through, it's loss. She'll miss him and she'll go on loving him and one day she'll wake up and when she sees his sweaters in her closet or his t-shirts in her drawer, her heart won't hurt. And she'll put them away. Not yet, not today, but eventually.
At the sound of the buzzer, she's pulled out of her thoughts and she hurries over to let Blue into the building, then opens the front door of the apartment to wait for her.
