I leaned forward, trying for a kiss in the darkened car, with 's smoke scented interior, pock-marked with cigarette burns and stains from various coffee and cola beverages.
She half-smirked and leaned back, doing an out of place "jazz hands" routine to make the ring on her left hand catch the street lights pouring in, the ring I was trying valiantly to ignore in hopes that she would too. Yes, I'm a dirty, rotten scoundrel, but I get my kicks where I can.
"So, it's the real deal then? True love, and all that?"
She looked at me strangely, and replied, "No one ACTUALLY marries for love; They marry for safety, for money, and when they're too tired to look any farther, too exhausted to keep trying. "
She pulled her knees towards her chin and clasped her arms around them, trying to protect herself from her own words. "It's too difficult in our world to make it alone, and you're looked at as a freak of nature if you try."
She half-smirked and leaned back, doing an out of place "jazz hands" routine to make the ring on her left hand catch the street lights pouring in, the ring I was trying valiantly to ignore in hopes that she would too. Yes, I'm a dirty, rotten scoundrel, but I get my kicks where I can.
"So, it's the real deal then? True love, and all that?"
She looked at me strangely, and replied, "No one ACTUALLY marries for love; They marry for safety, for money, and when they're too tired to look any farther, too exhausted to keep trying. "
She pulled her knees towards her chin and clasped her arms around them, trying to protect herself from her own words. "It's too difficult in our world to make it alone, and you're looked at as a freak of nature if you try."