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Find the Grace (Tag Sair)

Posted by Civilian Revna Freya McKenzie (Diplomatic Attache) in Find the Grace (Tag Sair)

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Revna smiled, or maybe she grinned, and blushed and glowed. She was still very much in the blushing bride/honeymoon stage when it came to Mike. “Mike is…well I’m certain there’s no one else quite like him, anywhere. Most people, when they first meet him, only see a big burly bar tender who doesn’t put up with crap. And he is, but he’s also insightful and compassionate in a way few people are. He’s an absolute savant when it comes to music, he has a flair for performance and holoprogramming, has a wicked sense of humor that gets me into trouble, and knows how to pick a drink that’s worth drinking.” The last statement made Revna grin - remembering. “I have no secrets from Mike, nothing that I’m afraid to tell him, afraid might hurt him. If I haven’t told him something, it’s simply because it hasn’t occurred to me.” Revna took a long pull of the cider and set the mug down.

“I met Mike two weeks before I left for my lung replacement surgery. At first I think he was flumuxed by it all, by the circumstances, by…” she grinned again, “by Fate. Now we are simply thankful for it, though sometimes the best we can do is laugh rather than be overwhelmed by it. When he first found out about my injury he was angry, frustrated even, because the doctors hadn’t given me new lungs. That it had taken a year to get my surgery, but it wasn’t the doctors’ fault. I had refused. When I told him that he was angry, furious with me. He takes absolutely no crap from me about my health. No hedging, not vague-alities, no excuses, even over subspace. After my surgery we talked every week, well it stated that way, then it was almost every day. He knows about the recording Shauwn left for me. He helped me decide what I wanted to do after. Then…then we stopped talking for awhile, we had a disagreement.” That memory made her sad, but then she smiled wiggling her ring finger, “But it all worked out. Mike, is the best bet I’ve taken and lost, and I’d do it all again.”

Revna McKenzie

It was easy to skip over the difficult parts to get to the good stuff, the happy stuff. Everyone did that at some point. “Tell me about this disagreement and how did it evolve into you two getting married?” Sair asked, needing context here.

~Sair Songz, CNS

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