'I was reminded that even in those dark days, when I’d felt ashamed and alone, love was there, hidden in plain sight.'
Today is my 33rd wedding anniversary, and tonight, my husband Frank and I are going out to dinner to celebrate — a rare opportunity for us. More often than not, we mark the occasion with a phone call.
We’re nervous about the future, but we try to savour this unexpected time together. In the mornings, we drink coffee on the screened porch. At night, we snuggle in bed and watch TV, including a few movies Frank worked on — ”Bolden,” “Divine Secrets of the Ya Ya Sisterhood,” and my favourite, ”Muppets from Space.”The author's Brookwood bungalow, in Wilmington, North Carolina, before her family moved in.But a few weeks ago, when Frank cued up an old TV series, my heart sank.
Instead of tuning in to The WB on Tuesdays nights, Frank was still working, and I could be found nursing Tate, reading a bedtime story to Will, or scrambling to finish my monthly dating column for ’TeenFrom Boy Friend to Boyfriend: What to Do When You Want to Date Him.overlapped, and I kept telling myself I should write a spec script for the show. Or gather behind-the-scenes gossip for my editor, under the guise of visiting Frank on the set.
When I wasn’t working or tending to the kids, I threw myself into sprucing up the house, which had been sorely neglected by previous owners. Windows were painted shut. Swollen doors wouldn’t close. A prickly vine sprouted from a hole in the entryway floor. Most of our budget went to repairing the roof, so instead of laying tile in the kitchen, I painted a blue-and-white checkerboard pattern on the ancient subfloor. In my attic office, I fashioned bookshelves out of plywood.
No lore amused me as much as the photos of Logan, the show’s key grip, wearing sunglasses and a fez. As an ongoing prank, the cinematographer planted the photos on sets throughout the series: the wall of a record store, a shelf in Dawson’s bedroom, the refrigerator door of the beach house Pacey shared with his sister.
My favourite part came afterward, when the three of us cuddled in bed. I’d turn the lights down and play soft music. While I nursed Tate, he’d squeeze Will’s finger, and Will would erupt in giggles. They smelled so sweet. I felt connected and complete. We were a ring ― a smile inside a cloud.
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