Katie moved through the living room picking up strewn toys almost as fast as Zach was emptying another bin of matchboxes onto the floor.
“BUGGA!” Katie laughed, her arms overflowing.
“MOOOMMMYYY!” Zach shouted back, a smile splitting his 3 year old face.
Despicable Me was on in the background and Zach suddenly dropped the car he was holding to imitate a favorite part.
Hand on his small jutted hip and pointer finger raised to the sky he channeled Gru’s voice, “Da Mooooon!!!”
That’s all it took, a single word, to force Katie to grab the top of the couch to keep herself from sinking to her knees. In a flashback worthy of soapy daytime television, she was suddenly back in that dimly lit hotel room with Lance, his hands and mouth in places that hadn’t been catered to for years. He’d talked to her the whole time he’d made love to her, “Where should I take you beautiful? Paris? Kiss. “Back to the islands?” Nuzzle. “To the moon?” and then he had, taken her right out of this world that night.
She’d literally quivered with the emotions she no longer had to keep bottled up.
Coming back to the living room, she dropped the cars in a jangle of metal and reached for her phone. Before she could stop or rethink it she texted Lance, “I love and miss you.”
Taking a deep breath Katie pushed another button and mercifully Charlotte answered on the first ring.
“Hi sweets…” Katie answered, her voice full of conflict.
“Oh no…” Charlotte sighed.
“Oh yes…” Katie said back, a small sob escaping before she could stop it.
Katie could almost see Charlotte nodding her head and pushing whatever pressing emergency was sitting on her desk to the side.
“What happened?” she asked.
“Zach just imitated Despicable Me”
“I love that movie!”
“Me too. It’s the Cookie Robots that get me every time”
“So that’s what sent you into a moral crisis?”
Katie sniffled and then started giggling, Charlotte did too, knowing the best thing to do was cut through the bullshit and past all the tension. She wasn’t going to let her get away with judging herself about her feelings for Lance.
She heard Charlotte take a deep breath, “Buttercup? I just want you to be happy. If Lance makes you feel that way, if you love him and want to try again you have my full support. You know that.”
“ But what about Zach and Anthony? “Katie paused and added, “Or Sara and Blake…?”
Charlotte stopped her and lowered her voice, “Katie you’re my best friend. I haven’t heard you so happy or full of life, in years. “
“And you’ll be here if it all goes to shit?”
“Of course!” Charlotte laughed, “Like I’d miss that?” and then lowering her voice in a conspiratorial tone “ Now let me tell you all about how I haven’t spent a night away from Nick since I came back from Boston…”
Angie reminded us to “own your words, embrace your strengths, and believe in your writing.”
With that in mind, for Friday’s WOE prompt you have 500 words to write a piece, fiction or non-fiction, which includes the phrase “to the moon.”