Those words are usually spoken in a moment of panic or in a moment of clarity!!!
Either way, a fight or worse usually comes next!!!! During the early 1980's, I was coming home from ISU to play weekends in the band I was in at the time. The Moonbeams were made up of friends and family and were a popular top 40 band in their day. I was in my early twenties and single, so the the weekends were full of music, mayhem and sometimes romance.
Our bass player had been seeing a girl for a while and one night she brought a friend as women often do. After a few different gigs and several chats, the friend asked us all over to her home after a late night performance. We had played until 3 AM, so it was very early in the morning! She was a sexy woman who said that she had recently gone though a divorce and was keeping the house. Looking back, she really wasn't my type, but neither one of us were looking for anything long term.
After a lengthy chat at the kitchen table, our bass player and his girlfriend retired and that left the friend and me alone. It was late/early, and I honestly had planned on driving home to my parents house where I stayed on weekends. I had moved to the couch while she was attending to her other guests in the spare bedroom. When she reappeared, She said to me, " I bet you're a good lover." That really took me by surprise and I managed to blurt out that I wasn't sure about that!!! Then she suggested we find out. Now, that was the first time I'd ever heard that before, so all thoughts of driving home were quickly forgotten.
A few hours later, the sun was shining though the pulled blinds that covered a very small window in her bedroom. We were both tired from the long night and short morning but soon the blissful silence was broken by a long burst of VERY LOUD BANGS on that bedroom window!!!!! It about gave me a heart attack, but she didn't seemed too disturbed. It was as if she was used to it!!!! I urgently but quietly whispered, "who the hell is that?" "It's probably MY HUSBAND," She whispered back to me!!!!! "You're HUSBAND?????" I hissed back to her!!!! " I THOUGHT YOU WEREN'T MARRIED?" "Well, we're not officially divorced yet." Oh great I thought to myself. The RED LIGHTS and SIRENS began going off inside my head!!!!!
She slowly got out of bed and covered her shapely body with a robe. On her way out, she told me to stay in the bed room. " He's probably drunk." Im thinking...."well, this is it!!! I'm going to get shot in another man's bed room with another man's wife. I could hear them discussing his night of decadence and that he'd been in a fight and hurt his hand. All I could think of was that he was probably needing to grab some work boots or something and the bedroom door would be opening at any second!!!!. So, without making a sound, I slowly attempted to get dressed!!!! If I could have made a getaway, I would have, but I was trapped. I'd have to fight my way out of this house!!!!
After a few more minutes she returned to the bedroom and said he had gone and the coast was clear. She wanted us to get back in bed but, I was already dressed and frankly, love was the furthest thing on my mind!!!! I had barley escaped death or at the very least a fist fight!!!! I said my goodbyes and made my way home. We saw each other for a short time afterwards but, I could see this was not going to work.
Sometimes, I swear I have gone through nine lives. Another life spent.... back when days were psychedelic. Just another tale from the ORANGE ROOM.
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