"Look what I bought!" I texted French Husband, "A French brocante find for the Paris apartment!"
Even though he was miles away I could hear his stunned thought silence.
I sent another text just to egg him into saying something, "Isn't it wonderful! She is blowing bubbles from a seashell. And her breast is exposed."
Several minutes went by when at last I heard from him, "I like it."
When he got home I questioned him, "Really? You really like it? Or are you just saying that? Do you want to know how much I paid for it? Do you think I should be focusing on a stove, a toilet, a sink, light fixtures…."
And his response, "If you want to cook, go to the bathroom or have light in the apartment well then… if you want the apartment to look like someone walked out and left it as is after a hundred of years… If you are happy…"
I like him.
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