Walk. Part Two.

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As we stumbled together as a joint unit like a lone man who indulged himself on too much alcohol I told her I had no name. She decided that it would be best to come up with a new one.

“It’ll be a fun little exercise and will help pass the time as we walk.” I responded with a nod to which she resumed to speak again. “You could even try to guess my name while we’re at it.”
“What are you thinking?”
“Well, you’ve got quite a polite and soothing voice but I presume you’d like some kind of masculinity in your name as well. How about Harry?”
I shook my head. I wasn’t against the name but I couldn’t see myself being a Harry.
“This is going to take a while. It’s a shame that it’s so dark out, else I could make out your appearance and see what you are.”
“What I am?” I wasn’t sure I could follow her trail of thought.
“I’ll let you figure it out by yourself when we’re home and dry.”
“Okay then…” I whimpered as I began to judge who I was more than I could possibly provide answers for. I walked blindly with only this woman to guide me up the path to the dark house on the flat ground.
She opened the door to the house adeptly and pushed it open. “You can open your eyes now, sleepyhead.”
It took me a few moments to realise that I was being invited to see the home of this woman. By the time my eyes managed to adjust to the yellow glow from within like a hasty auto-focus on a camera, she had already vanished. She’d vanished into a room to the left of the bland hallway, deceived by her shadow.

I hopped over the boundary of security and vulnerability and shut the cold air out behind me and with that, I could feel the hairs all over my body tingle and shiver.

The decoration in the hallway was simple enough to fulfil its purpose- the yellow glow was less harsh from inside and was now illuminating the dark oak laminate flooring, and floral paper walls as if the light source was the sun in a solar system.
I walked onwards, timidly through to the end where I was greeted with the her figure holding open the white door for me. I thought it to be rude if I was to invade the other rooms without proper authorisation and so, I hugged the wall as I crept round the corner.

She hadn’t removed her coat and was stood with her back towards me. She was saving her hair from the windy disaster with her white-gloved hands with the guide of a mirror that I could only see the frame of.
“The world tonight was much darker than I’ve ever seen it – especially for summer. I bet you’re glad that I found you now.”
“I am even more thankful for that now.” I smiled awkwardly for I was uncertain about what to say.


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