#apricot

I wish the morning could be as long as it feels some days, but unfortunately it passed by so quickly. Fuchsia told me she’d stay as long as she could but would have to leave before dinner. I tried to play it cool, but she was sad too, and that made it a lot harder to pretend.

I think we both knew that it would be a lot harder than last time. But I did ask her about my Nook phone and she showed me that I could text her with it. That did make me feel better. At least it would be better than just sending letters back and forth, even if the mail is very fast.

When the time came for her to go it was like pulling teeth. We held hands until she stepped through the gate. I wanted to cry but didn’t. I never thought I could feel so much like a little kid. I stuck around to watch the plane take off. I must’ve looked like a kicked puppy because Nan came over and comforted me.

“There’s always next time, kid. Just because it’s over for now doesn’t mean it’s over forever.” She said.

I headed home because I didn’t have energy for anything else. I already feel so sad. I need a nap. But sleeping is definitely gonna be harder now. I’m already thinking about the next time we’ll see each other. I think I need a stronger word than “hopeless”

Fuchsia brought me breakfast today. It was a lot easier for her to sneak out of bed but I did notice. I don’t think my sleep schedule has ever been this normal. I almost chased after her, but remembered the favor she did me yesterday and pretended to sleep a bit longer. It was cut fruit but I appreciated it nonetheless. She told me a trick about putting sugar on top of fruit. It did bring out the sweetness.

I knew our time was getting… a touch limited. But I was hoping she’d stay for longer. We were watching some old movie and she got a call. I didn’t know Nook phones could do that. But the call seemed… important. She told me not to worry about it for now but I’ve never been good at that sort of thing. She let me know she’d probably have to leave tomorrow after I pressed. I’m sure some work she has to do. It made the movie feel a lot more bittersweet.

Despite it, we decided to enjoy the rest of the day.

“Yknow, even though I live on an island resort, this is much more like a vacation than anything else.” She told me, “I get to relax for once.”

“I was worried it was boring.” I mentioned.

“You worry a lot, don’t you?” She turned to me with a smile.

“I do. I’m pretty good at it.” I replied. She laughed.

“You should do it less. Maybe it’ll do you some good?” She suggested, leaning on me. I thought about it.

“Do we choose to worry less?” I asked. The idea of choosing not to worry was sort of foreign, I didn’t really think it was a choice.

“My mama always told me, you can control what happens to you, but you can control how you react to it.” She held my arm. I nodded,

“I’ll think about that.” I told her.

We decided to go out and stargaze when it got dark. I’m thinking I should make this area more cozy… maybe put out like a blanket or something? I always come here to stargaze, the cliff behind my house. I even have a telescope set up. I taught Fuchsia how to use it, and she got to see the moon close up. She also tried to peek at the islands across the ocean, but told me she didn’t see much of anything. I think I have my best conversations outside at night. We talked until she got tired, and she told me she understands how I manage to stay awake all night. She said the sky here was beautiful. I told her she was beautiful. She laughed and told me I was beautiful too.

I’m already struggling to sleep again and she’s not even gone. But she’s resting peacefully now. Maybe I’ll ask how the Nook phones work and if I can text her. Or just letters if that doesn’t work. I have a hard time believing it all. I guess if I can believe that I’m somehow in a different world where the people are animals, I can believe that she loves me. I just can’t believe I get to call her mine. Maybe I am lucky.

I truly don’t want Fuchsia to leave. I think we are something like official… I would hope so at this point. So what then? We both have islands to run. I can’t help but feel nervous about it. Even with the gift of her visiting I can’t help but be anxious. I need to just try and enjoy it now, but I should probably asks when she wakes up. I don’t think I can sneak out of bed without her waking up… but breakfast might be nice. Somehow she always manages to navigate her way on top of me. Surely I’m not that comfortable. Writing with the book above my head like this is hard.

She definitely woke up when I moved her but I’m sure she was pretending to stay asleep while I tried to quietly hobble downstairs to make breakfast. I managed to get pancakes right, but had to use honey instead of syrup. Maybe she’ll prefer that? I cut up some fruit since I’ve heard that’s a way people show love. It feels right.

Fuchsia was very pleased with breakfast in bed, but scolded me again for staying on my ankle too much. I hardly felt it. I could stay in these quiet moments forever. I did gently ask how long she planned on staying, if people on Heron’s Crown needed her. She had to think for a few moments,

“My time here honestly depended on how you reacted when I showed up, but I figured five days. What do you think?”

I did also have to think, mainly because I didn’t wanna spook her with a proposal. Kidding. That was a stupid joke Apricot this is a journal

“I’m sure you have things to run, I don’t want to keep you from that.” I told her after a few moments. She laughed a bit like it wasn’t a big deal.

“I s’pose that is somethin I gotta worry about. We’ll see how we feel tomorrow, alright sugar?”

I nodded, and sort of muttered “I wouldn’t mind if you stayed longer.”

And she simply smiled and gave me a kiss on the cheek. We finished breakfast and chatted about nothing.

I did have enough walking in me to show her around today, more than just the market and the museum. She told me that walking on it was good to help it heal, although she admitted she didn’t know much about broken bones, she had never seen one before. She found the new additions very charming, and I told her she inspired me, she told me to “hush up” but seemed flattered.

We didn’t do much else for the rest of the day. I showed her my gyroids collection and we took a nap in the guest room. Honestly it’s all I really needed. I’ll probably visit her island again, once she goes. I am going to miss her like a dog. Oh dear am I in over my head.

summer

There is not too much to write about as Fuchsia and I have been wasting away the hot summer days enjoying each other’s presence. I suppose there is not much else to do on Star Sorbet but enjoy the nature. I’m working on it. I suppose I could take her to the museum?

I asked if she would like to see the museum. Besides the fossils it wasn’t exactly full, but I’ve been contributing to the exhibits mostly on my own. I mentioned that and she seemed impressed, and said she’d like to see it. She holds my arm to remind me to stay off my ankle when we walk, although I’m sure that’s not the only reason.

It was really beautiful to watch her move between the tanks and exhibits, asking me about the bugs or telling me about the fish. It made me feel a little silly for neglecting to listen to any of Blather’s anecdotes about the critters. I just read the plaques for her, and told her if I remembered where I caught them. She seemed very impressed by the sharks I had caught. She seemed to understand my frustration at the sea bass. I told her about how a scorpion almost killed me, and just how many times I had been stung by wasps. She gave me a kiss on the cheek and I just about melted.

We went to the cafe and got coffee, and it felt strangely normal. Like I wasn’t on an island and instead I was just on a normal coffee date with a very pretty lady who I… like quite a bit. I studied how she held her mug with both hands, and how she looked like she had something on her mind that she wasn’t saying out loud. I think I’ve decided I don’t want to live life with more regrets.

“Fuchsia,”

She often makes me lose my words leave me. I feel like I should be poetic and pretty and good with my words, but they often come out blunt whenever she’s on my mind.

“I like you quite a lot.” I told her, with the elegance of an eighth grader. She got a little red, surprised, then smiled wide and turned away briefly. In those seconds I already missed her smile.

“I like you quite a lot too, Apricot.” She said as she turned back to me.

I think she got the idea.

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Despite the fireworks, I had never slept so well in my own bed. I had even slept in for a while, and felt sort of groggy when I woke up tangled up in blankets and a very pretty lady. I could’ve been fooled to think I was still asleep and dreaming. It was tempting, but I let her sleep longer since it seemed my chest was a nice enough pillow.

When she woke up we hardly wanted to move, even though my ankle was feeling better. I offered if she wanted me to make breakfast and she told me to stop talking. We rested for a while longer before she allowed me freedom. I tested my ankle and I could put pressure on it without any pain, so we decided to take a bath in my very nice bathtub. Definitely a relaxing experience.

Fuchsia asked me about my plans for Star Sorbet,

“You could build a resort here.” I told her, joking of course. She looked at me up and down as she often does, and said

“Maybe, I do love the view.”

I laughed and asked her if she had any time to look around when she arrived and she said no, she had essentially bee-lined it to my home. I was a little flattered. I told her about the garden and the playground. She advised I could add a pool and I considered it. It actually reminded me of the fact that she loved the ocean, and gave me an idea.

Since I was walking ok, I offered to take her around Star Sorbet. I showed her to the spot on the beach by some of the large rocks, where there were tide pools, and offered that we could swim. She told me that I couldn’t, because of the cast, but wouldn’t mind just relaxing on the beach. She enjoyed how quiet and empty it was, and seemed to get how I felt when I quietly complained about the tourists. I enjoyed her company, and could ignore the fact that sand got in the cast. Eugh.

We headed back when it was dark and I made her dinner. Despite the whole busted ankle thing I’m still trying to be a decent host. Star Sorbet doesn’t really compare to Heron’s Crown in any stretch of the imagination. I don’t think it has to, I don’t think she really expects it to either. I’m pretty sure she’s just here for me.