“we were about to get into it walking into a mall when we passed the stereo store and heard Long Cool Woman by the Hollies blaring from it-we started dancing, fight forgotten-”
Sounds like the sort of relationship that could be adapted to a screenplay. Those had to be some interesting years. You’ve obviously done some real living.
I am writing a novel-I type bits and pieces here and there-it is to be mostly a series of verbal vignettes/flashbacks of events that were memorable to me-good or bad-each chapter is headed by a line from a rock song fitting the time and subject matter of that vignette-maybe one day soon I’ll find someone interested in publishing the thing...
The relationship with that guy-I call him Nemesis-did not end in marriage then, nor after our reunion almost 20 years later-he wanted a WASP woman-he had low Hispanic tolerance-obviously a loosing strategy with me-he made another run at it after MrT5 died, but he still has low Hispanic tolerance, just wants to hook up with me, and is self absorbed-a sanctimonious prick...
A year after I married my 1st husband, he was with his wife and brother at the same restaurant out here that we were-they had a female singer with a guitar for entertainment-he had her sing “I’ll Be Your Baby Tonight” for me, which pissed off my husband-and his wife-so I had the singer do “Diamonds and Rust” for him-they paid their check and left-didn’t hear from him for 19 years...
He has bought me dinner and paid me in my professional capacity-as a counselor/case manager-for an hour of therapy a few times recently, but he never takes my advice, and I’ve said ay, no papacito to involvement, but he texts and calls now and then-he still lives in a world I left a long time ago-like I said-Nemesis...