Teatime at Auntie Ethel’s
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Walking into Auntie Ethel’s house, Kira’s nostrils were typically assaulted with the pungent aroma of pine cleaner and mothballs. Except for on Thursdays. Thursdays were their tea days. She could expect to be treated to the scent of fresh cookies and Earl Grey tea served in the prettiest teacups Ethel had collected over her seventy plus years on this earth.
Kira couldn’t get there fast enough this particular Thursday morning. Driving through her tears, she applied some lipstick at a stoplight. Stephen and she had exchanged horrible words before he’d gone to work. They seemed to be making a habit of that lately.
Ethel was finishing the preparations as her niece entered the kitchen. Kira pecked her on the cheek hello before sitting at the table decorated with a gingham-checked tablecloth. She stared down at her lap, grateful her aunt’s back was still turned.
“So dear, tell me. How is everything?” Setting the silver tray on the table, Ethel picked up a dainty teapot and began pouring. Kira helped herself to a few cookies and began nibbling. “You don’t seem your usual chipper self today. Don’t tell me Andy’s been suspended from school again. That boy-”
“It’s not Andy. He’s actually been pretty quiet lately. Becka too. Guess they’re trying to stay out of the way. Stephen and I haven’t exactly been civil to each other lately.” Kira blew across the surface of her tea as she began revealing the ugliness that had transpired only an hour ago. “Auntie Ethel, sometimes I don’t think we’re going to make it. He seems to be angry with me all the time. I-I’m not even sure he still loves me.”
“And how do you feel about Stephen?” Kira raised her eyes from her cup in uncertainty at her aunt’s question. Ethel over-stirred her tea, waiting for a reply.
“I used to love him so much. I don’t know what happened. We got so caught up in our jobs and the kids. That money pit house of ours.” Ethel leaned in as her niece spoke. “He started spending more and more time with his friends. Now we’re so distant. Like we share a house and sometimes a bed, but not really our lives, you know?” Kira took a sip of tea and then set her steaming cup down on a saucer.
“I know all too well dear. Unfortunately, it seems to happen often in your generation. Just last week, Helen was telling me about the messy divorce her son’s going through. Mamma taught me that failure wasn’t an option when it comes to marriage.”
“That’s just it Auntie. I don’t want it to end. I just don’t know how to fix it. He barely even looks at me any more. Do you think breast augmentation would help him to notice me again?”
“Honey, do you think my boobies were touching my toes when Harvey met me?” Kira nearly choked at her aunt’s uncharacteristically crass remark. “Of course not! He wouldn’t have hung around long if they were, but that doesn’t stop him from loving me now.
“You know, the other night, I found one of my flimsy old nighties and put it on for a laugh. I acted like I was trying to seduce Harvey and he surprised me. He lay down beside me and caressed my cheek so gently. Then he traced over every line on my wrinkled face. He stared into my eyes and told me that he loved every crease. He called them bookmarks for all the beautiful memories that he has been fortunate enough to share with me these last fifty-two years.” Kira was in awe of the love that was still evident in her aunt’s eyes as she spoke of her husband. She tried to picture herself and Stephen at that age.
“Marriage is a commitment. It’s a path you have chosen to walk together. Sometimes there will be blind turns or forks in the path that threaten to pull you in different directions. But you must hang on to each other. Hang on for your life, Kira. You need to make up your mind that you want him to walk by your side along the path of life, until the day you reach the streets of gold.”
Kira slouched down in her chair and held her teacup close, contemplating her aunt’s words. She had always cherished their tea times, but this was by far the best tea they had shared in quite a while.
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Debbie, you are a very gifted writer. Keep up the great work. Sincerely, Dan Blankenship
Gotta love those "tell it like it is" aunts! They're the best! :) (love the flimsy reference lol)
Darn, I was going to ask if I could use this piece for my website/e-zine too! Hmmm, maybe I can use it after the FW magazine does? Or, since I'm just starting mine up and don't have a huge audience yet, they wouldn't mind if I go ahead and use it now too?? I'll have to check with both of you. So, obviously, I loved this too! So close to home, such a pertinent message for SO many. I want to use it in the Marriage section of my website, and it's so beautifully written with such a good message. Something many need to hear, and you told it so well and with such a range of emotions. GREAT job!
The description is lovely and so is the story itself. It wows me it really does.
Love it! Great work, Deb. Auntie Ethel is a gem and her advice is great. The boobies comment was soooo funny. I liked the mothballs and pine cleaner too. I think most people have relatives cut from a similar mold. I do! :)
Gotta love it! We're celebrating our 35th anniversary next month and I heartily agree with Auntie Ethel. Love is like that. This is a really sweet peek into a beautiful mystery in life: seeing another through the eyes of love. It's worth waiting for the lust to pass!
Debbie, this is wonderful. You included each of the senses and really drew me into the story.
Debbie, I loved the message in this story. Everyone needs an Auntie Ethel! This line made me laugh out loud: “Honey, do you think my boobies were touching my toes when Harvey met me?” Just as well I had already swallowed my diet coke--or it could have been kinda messy on my monitor. Deb, this has to be somewhere. Could I use it in FaithWriters' Magazine in October? I know it's a long way off, and it probably would have been better if I'd suggested that before it started getting sympathy reads :-) but it's such a good reminder, and it will work VERY well in our "Woman's World" section. Let me know if that's okay with you Deb, and if it is, please send me a short bio note to go with it. Love, Deb (Challenge Coordinator and Editor, FaithWriters' Magazine)
Great job, Deb! Congrats on getting in the FW mag. How exciting! :-D
This was very sweet. You did a wonderful job of getting a much needing piece of wisdom from a wise woman into the story.
This is so great, Debbie! I also loved the "boobie" comment - too funny! What a wonderful message - I'm sure it will have an impact on more than a few hearts. Sorry you missed out on the challenge. Thanks for the opportunity to read your entry anyway. I loved it.
Wonderful piece, the descriptions were laced so perfectly into the dialogue to make the story flow like honey.
Debbie, I agree with Dub, this flowed like honey. I have many friends in this place and I am going to copy this story and let them read it. As for the "boobie" line, you crack me up. Having survived drug addiction, alcohol addiction, a separation, the death of grandchildren at birth, and many other hard circumstances; we just reached out 30th with our love intact and strong. Your story hits so close to my heart and my life. It will be an abundant blessing for the magazine. bjc