The Tragic Tale of Teddy Woven
Chapter 21
Glenn Miller’s “In the Mood” was blasting through the speaker, much to Teddy’s annoyance. He made the mistake of stating he listened to nothing but classical music, so I was trying to liven up his house with jazz. After all, they were very similar, so surely that would not upset his nerves. The long frown on his face informed me that I was wrong, but I danced to the music next to him anyways.
“Come on,” I taunted with an urgent wave of my hand for him to come over. “Dance with me.”
“Sela, I am cooking,” he sighed out with distress. His statement was true, for he was in fact busily working over the stove-top to prepare our dinner.
I childishly lifted up his dish towel and smacked him lightly in the arm. “Dance with me.”
“Afterwards.”
“Promise?”
Teddy grabbed a hold of the towel to tug me towards him. “Promise.” He pecked his lips over mine with a sudden urgency. “Now, have a seat.”
“It’s not ready yet,” I complained. “Why must I sit?”
“The answer is simple,” he reasoned with a raise of his hands. “You are a distraction.”
“A good one though?”
can I have my normal music back on? I
to kiss him on the side of his neck. “Yes,
incredibly affectionate and near him all the time. He was the complete opposite this evening, but I knew there had to be a logical reason behind it. The
I lifted her off the ground with supreme happiness. Luna purred in my arms, snuggling her head upon my chest with her blue eyes wide open to take in the sight of me. I swayed her from side to side as I walked down the long hall, humming an unknown song to counteract the droning of a nonsensical commercial. I paused in front of the staircase,
on stirring around the mashed potatoes to pay attention to me. I tapped him lightly on his upper arm, which was enough for
forward to peck a kiss
silver pot, mixing in the butter and herbs that he had just added to give the mashed potatoes
I live alone,” he
“Always?”
“Yes, of course.”
a moment, and then he darted his eyes
“No, I live alone.”
him. I moved away from him to set Luna down on the ground. Her white fur was brushed off the front of my dress and
laid his wooden spoon down on the side of the pot. “What
here on Monday, I thought I heard you talking
“But that’s impossible.”
front of him. “No one
spoon was taken up from the pot with a sharp movement of his wrist. “You must have heard me
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