Captain Tells a Story

It feels so good to be back home, aha, home what a nice ring that word has on my lips. I have been in my office all morning working on some new ideas for my book and I was so completely engrossed in my work that I never noticed the Captain come in and sit down on the plush chair in front of my desk. I was turned to the side of the desk where my computer is and I was typing and not really paying attention to anything but my work.  I don't know how long he was there , but when I finished typing, I turned and jumped with a start. He just laughed and straigthened up in the chair more. Whoosh!!! I let out a very large breath. This only seemed to amuse him all the more as he started to laugh in that deep voice of his and he was smiling from ear to ear. I just sat at my desk looking at this magnificent speciman of man. His hair was slightly wet and a small piece of it hung over on his forehead that he quickly pushed away with his hand. He had on a pair of jeans and blue shirt that was open all the way and he had a gold chain hanging from his neck and it had a beautifully engraved cross attached to it. The chain itself was thick and looked like twisted rings joined together. How beautiful it was. I stared at it for a long time. He unwrapped himself from the chair and came toward me and wanted to know if I would like to hear one of his stories. It took me a minute to understand what he was sayings as I was still entralled in his appearance. He noticed that I was staring at him and his smile widened and he came closer to me and bent down and snapped his fingers in front of my face. I jumped and he reared his head back and laughed. I was blushing because of the things that had been running through my mind.

"Well, Lass, today I am going to tell you about my uncles Castle on the top of the hill in a town called Ballymena. It was many centuries ago and he was a great man." "He was the Laird of that land and he had many of his clan living all around him . " "They had times when the crops would be dying because of a lack of water." "one day as he was walking throughout his land looking at the crops turning brown from a lack of water, he came across a stone that was sitting all by itself in the middle of the grassy knoll behind the castle and close to the fields. There was water in that stone and it seemed to be a very deep hole. " "He sumoned his men to call the farmers and told them to take what ever water they could get out of this stone and pour it on the crops." "He felt that even if they could save a little is better than none at all." "Well , the farmers were leery of what their Laird wanted them to do, but they followed his orders, and formed a long line and passed buckets of water down to the crops." "They were still doing this when the sun started to go down in the west and it seemed that the stone would never be emptied." "So each day they went back to the fields and each day they would form a long line and hand buckets of water down and water all the plants." " They began to call that stone the  "Witches'Stone". No matter how much water was taken out, it always filled back up by the morning and it never ran out of water." " "Here are two pictures of that stone and to this very day it still fills with water no matter how much you take out of it."

I took the pictures from him. They were a bit tattered and worn, but with my scanner I knew I could fix them up and they were going to be in my book . I was thrilled to have this new addition to add to my book. We talked there for a few more hours about the farmers and the witches stone.

All of sudden, he grabbed my chair and spun it around and put his hands under my arms and lifted me up and spun me around and around and as he did this he started to laugh and laugh, I couldn't help myself, I started to laugh too, after the inital surprise of being lifted up and spun around. I closed my eyes and just enjoyed being in his arms and smelling his wonderful scent as he whirled me around and around.

All to soon, he put me down and just held me there with his hands on my waist as I was a bit woozy from all that spinning. He smiled and laughed at me as I tried to get my balance back.  His eyes twinkled like a million stars in the skies. Brilliantly glistening and smiling at me.

"Now Lass," He said, "Enough work, time to get something into that stomach of yours so that you don't waste away to nothing, and I will be here all alone again ."  "Come, I will sit and watch as you make yourself something to eat and we will then take a nice walk and smell the heather growing in the fields."

So we went into the kitchen and I started to fix myself some soup and as it was warming we talked and I asked a million questions about the castle and the stone.  I turned to see him smiling at me and and he just laughed and said,"Ah Lass, It is good to have you home."

Welcome Home again

I am so tired, I had to pick up my car at the airport and drive home and it was a long trip from New York city to Maine and Cutters Cove. I am so happy to be pulling into my driveway and I don't even think i will unpack today. It was so beautiful driving on the coastline and I just feel like relaxing  and enjoying my cove.

As I  got out of the car, I felt hands under my shoulders and being lifted and put on the hood of the car.I  was so surprised to see that it was the Captain that had lifted me  and he was standing between my legs and holding me by the waist. He took my hands in his and just stood there looking at me with those charcoal black beautiful eyes. They seemed as if they were looking through me. I sat quietly and just stared at him.

He finally spoke as he looked into my eyes and held both my hands with his. "Ah, Lass, I have missed ya so much these two weeks. The house is na the same without you in it now." "I was so afraid that you would not come back here to this quiet cove and me after the big city and all its glamour." "I shouldna let you go, I should have told you to have those people here and put up with their nonsense, because I didna think I would miss you so much." He said.

He leaned over and gently kissed my forehead and looked back into my eyes and pulled me towards him and kissed both of my cheeks. I wrapped my arms around him and he and i just held each other for what seemed like eternity. Oh! It felt so good to be in his arms and I didn't move an inch. I loved the way he felt and I didn't want him to let me go.

He pulled back and went to the trunk and took out my suitcase and motioned for me to walk ahead of him to the house. I did as I was bid and walked into my home with a big smile on my face. 

There were flowers all over!!! On the mantle of the fireplace and on all the tables. In the main hall there were vases of roses. The house smelled wonderful and I turned to look at him. He was smiling and standing as proud as a peacock . I knew he had done this for me and he knew my favorite flower is roses. How beautiful the whole house seemed to me! I walked through it and the smell of all the flowers wafted through each room.  I asked him how he knew I was coming home a day earlier and he said that he didn't, but that he hoped he wouldn't have to go and pick flowers everyday to fill the vases.

I was dumbstruck. No man had ever done such a sweet thing for me in my life. They usually expected me to do things for them. I was filled with so much admiration and love for this man. This tough seafaring Captain, that is a ghost in my home.

I simply was overwhelmed and so I walked up to him as he stood there in the hall with my suitcase in his hand and put my hands on his shoulders and raised up on my tiptoes and kissed him very gently and slowly on his warm lips.  I moved back afterwards and just stood and looked at him as he smiled and winked at me, and proceeded to carry my case up the stairs and to my room.

"Now lass", he said as he climbed the stairs."Tomorrow you will tell me all about your adventure in the big city as we enjoy a picnic by the waterfall." "But for today, will ya come with me and go for a walk by the cove?"

"Yes", I said, "I am tired and just need to relax and I was thinking of doing just that as I was driving home along the coast."

"Did ya now lass?" "Well, than that is what we will do.""Come with me now and lets take that walk and sit in the cove on a blanket and watch the boats and the ocean ." "There be no finer way to relax than watching the boats go in and out and the water lapping on the beach>" "Come now, take my hand, and lets go ." "Come!"

 

Thoughts of you

I have forgotten how busy and hectic New York is after being out in Cutters Cove for all this time. I can't wait until I can get back there. I don't like this life any more. I want my quiet and peace and .......my heart is not here. I miss the Captain. I miss his gruff voice when he thinks I will get hurt . I can see his face when I try to fall asleep here at night. Dreaming of him all night.

They have taken me out for the night to a very nice club. The singer is singing all love songs and I am becoming more alone with each song. My mind can't concentrate on what they are saying to me. I just want to be done here and go home. I miss the sights from my veranda. I miss his presence in the room telling me all about his life. They can't understand how I can stay out there in that little cove. I only smile at them and keep silent. I can't tell them that there is someone there that I miss so terribly and that he has become so very important to my existance. I can't imagine not being there and not having him near.

They keep telling me that I am not there with them that I am daydreaming. If they only knew what and who I was dreaming about they wouldn't believe me.

Two more days, only two more days and I can leave. There is nothing they can say or do that will make me stay here. I have all the work done and the meetings too.

I need to go home. It is as if I can here him asking me to come home. Even in the daytime, I can see him on the veranda and looking out to see if I am coming home.  Oh! Let me go home! Nighttime is worse. I can't stop thinking of him and his smile and how he stands and glares at me when I do something dumb. HaHa. I can't help but smile. I close my eyes and can feel his kiss on my forehead.

This is ridicules! I want to go home! Tomorrow I am telling them that I have had enough and I am leaving. There is nothing more to do. They just want me to go out with them and celebrate the winning of the poetry contest. Well, tonight is it for me.  Enough fooling around. I am leaving tomorrow morning and going back to Cutters Cove. 

I hope the Captain misses me as much as I miss him. Well, either way, it is time to leave and return to sanity. 

Goodnight to New York and hello Cutters Cove!!!!