Ah, my darling

“Just admit you are wrong.” I crossed my arms and stared at him.

“Ah, my darling, I would gladly admit it if I were wrong.” He smiled gently at me as if I were a child. “However, I am not wrong. I am never wrong.”

I guess that’s when it happened, because what I remember next is a bit of a blur.

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6 Responses to Ah, my darling

  1. “People who are never wrong should know when to keep their smug gobs shut!” I said, aiming a punch at his mouth but hitting his nose instead.
    The infuriating man wiped the blood off and said: “Violence won’t alter facts. You punch like a girl! Why can’t you just admit it?”

  2. It was a grey sort of day out on Lake Lucerne but “Madame” still wanted to take lunch on the deck overlooking the lake……I brought her what she requested….a burger. Just a burger, alone, by itself. Nothing surrounding it.

    I placed the burger by her and she ignored me, continuing to stare out at the lake’s surface where the wind was blowing pretty steadily. It threatened rain and I was a bit concerned about her continuing to sit outdoors like this, staring so weirdly at the lake.

    No idea what she was waiting for or even thinking about at this point.

    “Ah, my darling!” she sighed. “Thank you.”

    “Madame?”, I worried, “Can I bring you a small glass of vino, or a water? Are you cold? The breeze seems to be picking up and there is a threat of rain in the air.”

    Madame sighed softly. “Thank you, Charles, but I need the air today. My blues have descended again.”

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  4. John Yeo says:

    t was raining outside, the sky was gray and her mood matched the weather. The washing machine was working overtime and the cleaning was in process. I entered the house on tip-toe as I felt the tension of a mundane rainy day penetrating our home.

    Suddenly there was a knock on the door and a man stood there with the biggest bunch of flowers you could ever imagine and a pre-wrapped box of chocolates. Her face lit up, she looked at me and cried. Ah, my darling.

  5. millie179 says:

    Remember not to forget how I made you feel. Remember not to forget how I made you laugh. Remember not to forget how I made you cry. Remember not to forget how I made you love. Ah, my darling. Remember not to forget we were made for forever.

  6. Claire says:

    Eva and her son, Adam got into the taxi. They had spent most of the morning sightseeing in Lower Manhattan and now were heading to Central Park. Through the windshield, Eva spotted the Empire State Building and exclaimed “Ah, darling, look! There’s the Empire State Building!”

    Adam looked, turned to his mother with a quizzical expression on his face, cocked his head to one side and inquired, “So where’s King Kong, Mommy?”

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