Someone wrote online that they would like to see Jimmy tell Siegfried that he thought Siegfried and Audrey were married, so that he shouldn’t be seeing Dorothy. I’d give the person credit for the idea if I could figure out who it was. I kept waiting for someone to write it, because it’s such a good idea… So here we go…
Audrey sits with her hands warming against her teacup. There is a soft glow in the kitchen, as the sun has long since gone down. All her work for the day is done, but she is reluctant to leave the safety of the kitchen. She knows they are probably cuddling together on the sittee or worse yet, settled into their comfy chairs. Her, in Audrey’s chair, as she has come to think of it. She pictures them relaxed, hands clasped over the arms of the chairs, staring into the fire, as soft music plays. Much like it used to be with them. She has thoroughly been replaced. She was still good for cleaning and cooking but no longer needed as a companion or friend. A single tear splashes into her undrunk tea.
Audrey hears footsteps in the corridor. She brushes her face with a tea towel and turns with a smile on her face. He rushes into her arms, and she breathes him in, genuinely happy to find her arms filled. Jimmy smiles up at her and kisses her cheek. “Good night, Auntie Audrey.” She smiles down at him, “have you been crying Auntie Audrey?” He looks concerned.
“No, no,” her smile slipping a little, “just tired.” He slips from her arms, “as are you, I image.” She rubs his back, “now off with you.” She stands as Jimmy moves toward the corridor. Audrey places her cup in the sink.
Suddenly her waist is hugged tightly. She looks down into Jimmy’s dark sparkling eyes, “almost forgot,” He smiles up at her, “This is from Rosie.” He is out the door before Audrey’s shoulders slump and a sob breaks free.
Jimmy stands before the sittee, his head slowly moving from side to side, from one face to the other. His mind is working overtime. “Uncle Siegfried?” he begins.
Siegfried has removed the arm that had been around Dorothy’s shoulder. He leans forward, making eye contact with the inquisitive boy. He nods, “Yes?”
“Can you have more than one wife?” Jimmy’s eyes are wide as he looks at Dorothy.
Siegfried breaks eye contact and stares instead at the fire. “Well, yes, you can,” he nods, then focuses of the child. “But only one at a time,” he smiles and reaches out to touch Jimmy’s shoulder.
Jimmy, still focuses on Dorothy, “are you Uncle Siegfried’s new wife?”
Dorothy giggles, “not yet.”
“Oh, that’s why Auntie Audrey is so sad.” Jimmy turns to Siegfried, “you don’t want to be her husband anymore.” He looks down at his feet. A tear runs down his cheek. “That makes me sad too,” he explains. “I liked you being married, together.” He looks straight into Siegfried’s eyes. No hug tonight. Jimmy slowly walks out of the room and up the stairs.
Siegfried can’t move. He doesn’t respond to Dorothy’s touch. After some time, Dorothy lets herself out of the house, quietly closing the door behind her.
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