Amelie made her mind up after 9 months pregnant finally take me to have Dutch. "I should leave my job and buy us tickets to Faro. It is not I want to marry you when you are pregnant but maybe a honeymoon would be great after a good meal?"
"Yay! You thought I would say that." When her glass glass eyes full of life was looking at my plus Cardinal seal on both eyes glaring brown clouds of underworld on white sky when we are looking for each other to see our future.
"Maybe my dead father died sadly two month early from stinking Philip Morris lung disease to see Prince Philipe punched eye balls in you."
"I am serious. I have not been sleeping with the French." When time passed on long journey we sit in Antwerpen shopping street to have franchise meal as it was made at home. The sweet potatoes mash with skin on full of vegetable chops with beef and cheese toppings. It was nice to see top cut open and with fork rubbed butter to make a mash before we chose to place a topping.
"You know I was a chef in the kitchen and I am now a street journalist."
"It is great! When you become the Editor-in-Chief?" When her nostrils pulls in like a witchcraft expression my nativity pass her.
"I think we are growing a witch together."
"We will brush out teeth together." When she makes a light smile.
I look up to her thinking brushing my face sand paper skin looking up to her surprise. "I am going to shot you."
"Hej...her...I know you are Swedish heritage but do you remember when in Utrecht Techno underground. I met you on date night out avoiding weed and drink. You took your top off on night club aside your green bomber like sports duffel bag in front girls to beat all night?"
"Ja. It was a night."
Her laughter makes her close her mouth it was cute how she smiled hiding her lips with palm with five our gold engagement and wedding rings shining light beams charming me she spoke." You danced before a blond Dutch her boyfriend to turn around and say what a asshole in behind you. But she pushed him of her to a side saying to him leave me now loser. He is fertilising me on dance floor we would have sex tonight."
"Ja."
"It was cute."
I place my palm of exhaustion over the time brushing my face. I rest my chin on my palm. When I exhale and look away dreaming away.