Closer I

"Just because you've had a nightmare, doesn't mean you stop dreaming." -- Jill Scott, circa 2004

Ay dios mio, she thought she'd never wake up from the nonsense, especially since she seemed to re-up for it all over again. What was she thinking?

In the beginning...it's hard to start from the *true* beginning, whatever THAT is, however, one night, late, in the Big Easy...he caught her eye. He'd answered her questions, easily, freely given information, and the more she looked at him, the more attracted she grew to him. At some point, he removed their conversation from the public eye and their interaction became, private, intense, full of intrigue.

If what he was telling her was true, it was seemingly too good to BE true -- he was gorgeous, talented, focused, witty, wise. But that was the beginning, and she was drawn in already, by the time his *truth* started seeping out.

Who's brother is he?

Where does he live?

Where is he now?

And why is he unreachable?

All these questions, untraceable answers. Shit stopped making sense. Or did it ever really vibe in the first place?

Funny how he didn't get along with his "fam-i-lee" -- oops, meant "family"....but he was the one they called on in a crisis.

Funny how he got nervous whenever she'd talk about him, them, to others...like he didn't want his *cover* blown.

Funny how he never worked for "deloit" (if you are gonna claim you work somewhere, at least learn to spell the name of the organization correctly), how *he* didn't grow up in C-town, how he doesn't live in Baytown, how he doesn't work for Coke...

The devil's in the details, right, but what's even funnier is how...when she finally had proof of the lies...she forgave him anyway and gave him not only a second chance, but eventually a third...ay dios mio.

"And so it is
The shorter story
No love, no glory
No hero in her sky
I can't take my eyes off of you...I can't take my eyes off you"
~ Damien Rice

..::More to Come::..