All about Ross

Jennifer

Don’t get me wrong, I’m all for it. In principle, that is. But I still think it’s too big a responsibility, especially in Angie’s case. I have been her neighbor, like, forever, and I helped her with the twins when she needed it.  After Alex had left her, me and Angie put on I will survive and got drunk – what else can a girl do? A stuck-up dude with a Peter Pan complex leaves a wife and two kids “to look for his true self”, and I say good riddance! Call me if you find something interesting, like a million dollars, you know? When my ex cleaned out the apartment and our bank account, I couldn’t even look at anything male for years. To be frank, still can’t, it totally soured me. No, I’m not a man-hater; I have zero illusions, that’s all.

Angie, on the other hand, is a trusting soul, and I am a little concerned about her situation. I warned her not to rush into anything, but she had Ross move in way too soon. He just came out of nowhere – we know nothing about his background or his family. You could plainly see that he was homeless for a while, too. Not that I am judging – shit happens, as they say – but what if he gets restless and wanders off? Angie could be getting in a whole lot of trouble – you never know these days.

Plus, say what you want, it’s yet another mouth to feed, and that pretty boy of hers still has room to fill out. I saw him eat dinner more than once, and he sure can put it away. More cleaning and washing, too… Still, I’ll be the first to admit: Ross is a very good-looking fellow – a big lanky redhead. Always polite, too, even if I find it strange that he seems to be happy all the time. I mean, come on, is he for real?
 
Alex

I wonder if I should invest in a second career… I could be a great neurosurgeon. Or a Buddhist monk in the Himalayas. There is also humane sheep shearing at an environment-friendly commune ranch in Brisbane. Or I could just move to New Mexico – anything one does in New Mexico is cool; it’s the land of enchantment, after all.  I am not sure yet what I shall do. The world has so much to offer to a person who is open to change and sensitive to fluctuations. Oh yes, about Ross… Ross turned out to be a surprise. He turned up as a surprise, too. It’s as if Angie was waiting for me to leave: Ross moved in with her not a week later. I am sure she didn’t plan it behind my back, but the timing seems rather funny.

I admit that I was taken aback and maybe a little jealous when I met him. Still, being an emotionally intelligent person, I offered to shake and extended my hand. His was big, warm and callused, and I shook it with mixed feelings. It’s hard not to feel miffed at being replaced so soon, but it’s Angie’s life, after all. Some might say she shouldn’t have rushed into a new relationship. Some might also add that nothing good ever came out of a liaison started on the rebound, but not I. She is her own person, and I respect her decision even if it does appear almost indecently hasty.

I hope that this newcomer will last. I also hope he is willing to put up with Angie’s controlling nature and will survive the unending turmoil of life with two very active toddlers. It was too much for me. One thing definitely in Ross’s favor is that the twins seem to have genuine affection for him. Amazingly, he never gets annoyed by their constant demands to play. Well, good luck, big guy – you are the man of the family now.


Michaela and Gabriela

Woss! Woss! Come! Pway! You the best, Woss! We wovve you vewwy much!


Angie

Life has a curious way of working out. When Alex left, and my world as I knew it collapsed, I thought I would never be happy again. Ross saved me. It all happened like in a bad romance novel: our eyes met across a crowded room, and I knew it. He looked shy and lonely, but oh those gorgeous amber eyes with enormous black lashes!  Add a goofy lopsided smile, and I was gone.

We hit it off immediately, and I didn’t hesitate: Ross moved in with me the very next day. Of course, there were some little snags here and there as we were working out our differences, but I never regretted following my heart. I love him as I have never loved any human being. He is my rock: always there, always ready to share what might come. He listens! I can tell him absolutely anything, and he will never be judgmental. Ross is not afraid to show his emotions (a huge and welcome change from Alex). Besides, he has a rare talent for a guy - he loves to cuddle. Yes, we started sleeping together right from the start, and I love waking up next to him, warmed by his powerful body. He does snore once in a while but sounds peaceful and cozy like a white noise machine. In short, I find everything Ross does simply adorable.

Besides, Ross adores the twins. He is also very protective of them, and I feel that they are safe in his care.

I am deliriously happy with him. I feel accepted and loved unconditionally. Ross is smart, warm, generous, gentle, and trustworthy. There is also this endearing innocence about him that makes my heart melt every time I meet his eyes. Sometimes I think that he was sent to me as my guardian angel.


Ross

By the time I met Angie I already had had my share of heartbreaks and failed relationships. When we met I was not in a very good place. I thought I would never learn to trust again and felt that nobody could ever love such a loser like me. But Angie appeared and everything changed. Immediately, I felt comforted and needed. She shared her home, her children and her life with me, and I will never forget it. I will stay her faithful companion till my dying day.

I am hers and she is mine. She is my goddess. I cherish everything about her: voice, laughter, and her unique scent. I enjoy our long walks together and a romp on the grass with the twins. I love quiet nights at home when my new family are all cuddled together on the sectional, watching movies by the fire.

Another important point - Angie serves fantastically good food.

When she is about to come home, I feel it well in advance and wait by the door, ready to greet her. I never can contain my joy and shower her with kisses the moment she walks in. She hugs me back and says, laughing:

“I am very happy to see you too, Ross! You are such a good dog!”








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