Thursday, November 5, 2009

which one will it be

Violet didn't want to tell her parents what an adventure she was on. Seriously, being with Sid was an adventure, everyday. Would he remember something out of the blue? Would he forget he loved pecan pancakes with loads of whipped cream on top?

"So you married there and now here?" Her mother thought that was a little much. "It only took one time for us." They were in the kitchen, drinking coffee and talking about bad winters they wished to forget.

"Yes." It might sound funny or complicated if she mentioned Sid's other personality. It was like being married to 2 people, sometimes. It was a good thing she got along with both of them. Honestly, he kept forgetting their safety word, and she just had to pick up on each one's tendencies.

One was rather quiet and rather mechanical when it came to fixing things. Which was a good thing since the Sid she really knew couldn't put a screw in, if his life depended on it. Of course, Violet knew she'd best to keep this to herself. But  her mother seemed quite indifferent with Sid, no matter what.

"I thought you would have been happy, you know, to have us have a ceremony here." She shrugged. She'd seemed fine with it at the time. Maybe it had to do with Dad making over them so much, and the idea of getting Scarlet back at the house. As it was, she wasn't sure what was up with her dear sister. Naturally, her mother said it was Violet's fault that she hadn't kept in contact with her.

"You were off with this Sid." Her words got to Violet, but she knew here sister could take care of herself.

"You have empty nest syndrome." Violet decided. Just one little sentence to make her mother go running to her bedroom for a good cry.

"What have you done now?" Scarlet demanded as she came in the kitchen when their mother darted out.

"Just being myself, I'm afraid." Violet shrugged.

"Well, that's not the Violet I know." Sid got on this slippery slope with her as he came in from the livingroom, overhearing them, she supposed.

"What?" Violet looked at him, ready to get into with him. Just what was he getting at? Why had she ever came home?

"She isn't quite this dreadful, usually." Sid said as if he knew who she was exactly.

Violet gave him a serious look. Which Sid was this?

"Sometimes, I don't know this Violet at all." Sid smirked.

Violet hugged herself. What was he trying to say? There was more than one of her, too?