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Topic: Charade (08/14/08)
“I love your waist long hair, John.”
“This thing makes me itchy.” John lifted his wig briefly to scratch his balding scalp. He moved forward, leaving a small foggy patch on the mirror. Standing upright, he moved his head from side to side.
Ruth reached up and kissed his whisker-free upper lip. “A hippie dress up is the perfect time to shave it off.”
John sighed heavily. “Okay, Peter and Kym will be waiting. Let’s go.”
Kym’s eldest daughter, Jessica, answered the door on the first ring, squealing. “You two look great!”
“Well, thank you.” Ruth replied. “Where are the other hippies hiding?”
Peter and Kym stepped into the living room. Peter pushed back a stray black collar-length hair from his wig and held up his guitar. “Ready to go, brother,” he grinned at John and stifled a laugh.
“I feel like a big kid,” Kym giggled, inspecting her floral dress that clashed with Peter’s shirt.
Everyone stepped outside at the sound of a demented car horn. “Oh my,” John responded. Ruth was staring with her mouth open.
Peter passed the surprised couple and greeted his new arrivals. He accepted the keys from his brother. “Gerry thought he would add the final touch. He’s been a part of the local VW Kombi club for years.”
“Perfect,” Ruth and John answered in unison.
“Be good for Uncle Gerry and Aunt Susan,” Kym called to their three children, lined up on the porch waving.
Ruth and Kym opened the rear doors and jumped down. They had sat behind their ridiculous husbands who had sung 70’s songs the whole trip. A few church folk greeted the four warmly and shook hands with John and Peter. A crowd of friends and family were enjoying the evening’s activities around a bonfire.
Mabel, the church organist, approached Ruth and John. “Ruth, please introduce me to your friend.”
Ruth giggled when John reached out his hand and introduced himself as John Lennon. Mabel accepted his hand before moving on.
John whispered into Ruth’s ear and they walked hand-in-hand to a bushy area nearby. They turned and watched the festivities in the orange and yellow glow. “This was a great idea,” John said, standing behind Ruth so he could wrap his arms around her waist to watch the group.
A few moments later, a young engaged couple approached. “This is a beautiful night,” the young man said, glancing at the stars above.
“I hope you don’t mind us joining you,” the sweet girl in an obviously hired hippie outfit added. “You know how it is…”
John and Ruth smiled, obviously remembering their early courtship. The two couples stood in their embraces, watching the darkening sky before joining the others for the evening’s program.
“That was so much fun,” Kym said with a huge yawn.
Peter stood in front of the Kombi. “Okay, Kym and I have the back seat on the way home.” He tossed the keys to John. “Just don’t give the law a hard time if they pull you over.”
The two couples laughed and joked while they settled in to their seats. The drive home was more somber, except for the occasion eruptions of laughter over events of the evening.
Mabel was playing the organ as John and Ruth entered the church foyer the following morning. Ruth smiled and waved when Mabel looked up, but there was no returned smile, only a glare.
“What was that about,” John whispered.
Ruth shrugged, but continued to be polite. Mabel stopped abruptly and moved away from the old organ which Mabel insisted on playing every Sunday, even though the church had bought her a new one almost a year earlier. With eyes fixed on Ruth, Mabel entered the foyer and approached John and Ruth, who were waiting for others to arrive.
“So, how was your evening with John Lennon? Yes, your shocked faces say it all. Did you know about this, John?” Mable asked, still focused on a glazed-faced Ruth.
John suddenly realized the mistake and spoke quietly and indicated for them to move further to the side to allow more early arrivals to enter. “Mabel, it was me that was with Ruth last night.” He touched his upper lip. “See, I even removed my moustache for the fund raiser.”
Mable looked as though she would faint. She touched her lips with three of her fingers and returned silently back to her duties.
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