A NIGHT OF ROMANCE

WELL, I FINALLY GOT OVER THE POISON IVY, AND ON THE WEEKENDS GOT TO GO AND SEE MARTIN. BUT, ONE WEEKEND, HE GOT TO COME AND SEE ME. WE PLANNED TO GO TO A TINY RESTAURANT, HAVE A ROMANTIC MEAL AND GO BACK TO MY ROOM. SO FAR SO GOOD. HE GOT OFF THE BUS, AND WE WENT STRAIGHT TO A LITTLE ITALIAN RESTAURANT. WE HAD PIZZA AND WINE. (WE WERE NOT MEMBERS OF THE MORMON CHURCH AT THAT TIME). THE TABLE WAS SMALL AND HAD A WINE BOTTLE WRAPPED IN HEMP WITH A CANDLE BURNING, AND WAX FLOWING IN RIVLETS DOWN THE SIDES. THE ROOM WAS DARK WITH LOW MUSIC PLAYING IN THE BACKGROUND. IT WAS SO WONDERFUL. FINALLY IT WAS TIME TO GO HOME. BECAUSE WE COULD ONLY SEE EACH OTHER ON THE WEEKENDS, AND BEFORE NOW IT WAS IN AN ARMY TENT WITH A SMALL COT AND ONE PILLOW, WELL, WE DID NOT HAVE MUCH OF AN OPPORTUNITY TO---WELL, YOU KNOW---AND SO, WE LOOKED FORWARD TO THE NIGHT WITH ANTICIPATION. WE ENTERED THE HOUSE, AND IT WAS QUIET BECAUSE THE FAMILY WAS AWAY FOR THE WEEKEND. UP THE STAIRS WE HURRIED,, HOLDING HANDS, AND NERVOUSLY GIGGLING. THE TIME HAD COME. THE BED WAS AN ANTIQUE FOUR POSTER, AND I MEAN REALLY ANTIQUE! THERE WAS NO AIR CONDITIONING IN THE HOUSE, AND IT WAS AUGUST. WE HAD A LITTLE FAN, BUT WE DID NOT NOTICE THE SUMMER NIGHT HEAT. WE ONLY HAD EYES FOR EACH OTHER. I WENT INTO THE BATHROOM, AND PUT ON A LOVELY NEGLIGEE THAT MARTIN HAD BOUGHT FOR ME. I PEEKED OUT OF THE BATHROOM, PERFUMED, AND READY TO GO. MARTIN WAS LYING ON THE BED WITH HIS PAJAMAS ON- AND I JUST SUDDENLY GOT THE URGE TO RUN AND JUMP ON HIM! SO, I RAN ACROSS THE ROOM, FILMY FABRIC FLYING OUT BEHIND ME AND JUMPED RIGHT ON TOP OF HIM. BEFORE I COULD SAY ANYTHING, WE HEARD A LITTLE CREAK, AND THEN THE WHOLE BED JUST COLLAPSED WITH A HUGE CRASH! THE FOUR POSTERS FELL IN ON US, ONE CRACKED MARTIN ON THE HEAD, AND THE REST OF THE BED WAS ON THE FLOOR. WE WERE SO SHOCKED, AND THEN, OF COURSE, WE STARTED LAUGHING, (RATHER I STARTED LAUGHING, MARTIN WAS STILL STUNNED FROM THE CRACK ON HIS HEAD). OF COURSE, THIS NEGATED ANY ROMANCE WE WERE EMMINENTLY GOING TO EXPERIENCE- SO WE JUST LAY THERE IN THE DESTRUCTION. BY NOW, THE HEAT OF THE NIGHT WAS BECOMING QUITE NOTICIBLE THE LITTLE FAN DID LITTLE TO ALIVIATE THE TEMPERATURE, SO WE DECIDED THAT WE WOULD GO DOWNSTAIRS TO GET A COLD DRINK. WE HAD TO GO THROUGH THE LIVING ROOM TO GET TO THE KITCHEN, AND BOY DID WE GET A SURPRISE! THE FLOOR WAS COVERED WITH SHEETROCK DUST AND PARTICLES AND THERE WAS A SQUARE PLACE OF MISSING SHEETROCK ON THE CEILING EXACTLY THE SIZE OF THE BED. NOW, WE ARE STARTING TO GET NERVOUS. WHAT WOULD THE FAMILY SAY TO THE DAMAGE? WOULD THEY THROW ME OUT? SHUCKS, EVERYTHING WAS GOING SO WELL, AND NOW THIS. WELL, NOTHING COULD BE DONE FOR IT, SO WE GOT OUR COLD DRINKS AND WENT BACK UPSTAIRS. I GUESS YOU CAN IMAGINE HOW THE REST OF THE NIGHT WENT, AFTER ALL WE WERE YOUNG, AND LONLY FOR EACH OTHER. SUFFICE IT TO SAY, WE DID NOT GET MUCH SLEEP. THE NEXT DAY THE FAMILY CAME HOME AND I SHOWED THE FATHER RIGHT AWAY WHAT HAD HAPPENED TO THE CELING, AND WITH A VERY RED FACE, EXPLAINED THAT THE BED HAD BROKEN. HE GRINNED AND ASKED IF WE HAD HELPED TO BREAK THE BED. MARTIN AND I JUST LOOKED AT EACH OTHER, WITH FLAMING FACES, AND THE FATHER JUST SHOUTED WITH LAUGHTER." I WAS SUPPOSED TO FIX THAT BED, BUT I FORGOT. THIS IS NOT THE FIRST TIME IT HAS HAPPENED. IT IS, HOWEVER THE FIRST TIME THAT THE DOWNSTAIRS CEILING CAVED IN, SO I GUESS I DON'T HAVE TO ASK HOW IT HAPPENED." HE SAID. HIS WIFE SAID FOR HIM TO STOP TEASING US- SHE SAID I LOOKED LIKE I WAS GOING TO HAVE A STROKE. THEY DID NOT MIND, THEY THOUGHT IT WAS FUNNY. I'M GLAD THEY HAD A SENSE OF HUMOR, BECAUSE I WAS CERTAINLY WORRIED ABOUT THE SITUATION. THERE WAS A BONUS TO THE WEEKEND, A FEW WEEKS LATER, WHEN I GOT TO SEE MARTIN AGAIN, I HAD A LITTLE SURPRISE FOR HIM- JESSICA WAS ON THE WAY! MORE ABOUT THAT TOMORROW, LOVE, NANASEE