I understand the whole 'who is the author to say what is a CM, debate, but my friend who I use as a sounding board told me this was a C Mo
Heartwarming/Cute (she didn't use those words, not being a troper).
List of Characters here
, but briefly Lucy has blindfolded Gabriel as they drove back from their first weekend away, where they finally did what they didn't do 25 years ago
, and driven him to a surprise meeting.
I take it we’re here? Is this the surprise?”
“Six, actually. Don’t move, I’ll help you get out, and don’t even think of trying to peek!” She leant over and kissed him gently. “Promise?”
“For you? Of course!”
She climbed out of the car, closing the door. Suddenly Gabriel felt even more vulnerable, more alone. She seemed to be taking a hell of a time. Then there was the ‘click’ of his door opening. He felt for the seatbelt release, and he swung his legs out the car. As he lent forward, Gabriel felt a hand on his head.
“Careful, dear.” Lucy whispered, as she helped guide him to a standing position, standing close to his left side. She took his left hand. “Take a step forward, it’s clear.”
He heard the car door close, and then felt a presence on his right. Someone kissed him on the cheek, and someone different kissed him on the left cheek, then a third kiss, again on the right. There was a pause, and then a pair of small hands went past his ears, and held the back of his neck, their owner kissing his nose. He reached forward, and took the weight of the child onto his hip and right arm from whoever was holding her, and kissed back. “Hello Lottie!” he beamed.
Lottie giggled. “How did you know it was me, Unky?”
“Because you always give the best kisses.” He put his mouth next to Lottie’s ear. “Which one was mummy?” He whispered conspiratorially.
“The third one. Auntie Charlie was the second,” Lottie whispered a little too loudly to be private.
“Ooo, Charlotte Gibson, you little tell-tale,” laughed Charlie’s voice.
“Was Betty the first one then?” he stage whispered, loud enough for the others to catch his voice.
“Yes. She’s been excited all day, knowing you were coming.”
“Charlotte!” That was Betty, no doubt mortified at having her teen-coolness questioned.
“I didn’t know I was coming! I didn’t bring any presents. Sorry”
“Don’t worry Unky. Mummy told me what was happening. You’ve brought a new girlfriend instead.” Lottie’s happy whispers still not as private as she thought they were, even though two people had scolded her. He laughed, and felt Lucy’s hand squeeze his in embarrassment.
“Do you like her?”
“She’s very pretty. Do you love her?” He heard laughter at the impertinent question delivered in such a serious whisper.
“More than she can ever know. I think she’s too pretty for me.” Again Lucy’s hand tightened in his, and this time he squeezed back.
Lottie leaned back and took the blindfold off, so she could look into his eyes. Her eight year old face was serious. “I think she likes what’s on the inside, Unky.”
edited 4th Mar '12 3:38:57 AM by LastHussar
Do the job in front of you.