Tuesday, January 24, 2023

If it comes, let it. If it goes, let it.


"Well, you know her best," Weezer said through tears. He didn't want Tristan to see him crying, but he was the only one he could turn to.

Tristan poured him a glass of milk and got out the last of the special Oreos somebody had given him as a gift at work, but he didn't like white-covered Oreos. 

"I don't want to say," he shook his head as if it were confidential. It was just the two of them in the kitchen. Nic was already asleep. It was just a little after midnight.

"Can't you tell me something," Weezer felt numb as he grabbed a cookie and stuffed it in his mouth as if he might be a trained dog who couldn't help to love sweets. Still, it tasted like nothing. He could only think of Nonnie.

"Look, I haven't ever seen her this happy until now," Tristan told him. "You just need to be there for her."

Only the tears were slipping and his nose was dripping. Weezer really didn't know what to do as he plopped himself there at the dining table.

"I will say, she has not had it the easiest," Tristan nodded. "She has her issues, but I know deep down she's a good person."

Weezer could hardly see for the tears. What was she doing to him? He pushed back a tear with the back of his knuckle and went for another Oreo.

"I don't really know how severe her past was. But I know she's mad at herself. Probably madder than she should be." Tristan cleared his throat as Weezer reached for the glass of milk. 

"Why, why can't she tell me, you know?" Weezer finally managed, but he still coughed up the Oreo anyway. 

"Give it time," Tristan told him. "Just keep doing what you're doing. You do make her happy."

"I'm not so sure about that," Weezer shook his head.

"Don't be so hard on yourself," Tristan told him. He grabbed a cookie then as if he needed to at least have one. He made a face of disgust when he bit into it and then tossed it in the kitchen garbage.


  1. Poor Weezer :( I want hug him
    Thanks for sharing other nice chapter
    Kisses ♥

  2. Uy deben estar malas las galletas. Buen fragmento. Te mando un beso. https://enamoradadelasletras.blogspot.com/

  3. Tristan is really coming into his own! It's heartening to see him trying to help Weezer work through his problems with Nonnie. And the white chocolate Oreos . . . there's something symbolic going on there. Tristan got them as a gift but doesn't want them. Weezer eats them without tasting them. Then Tristan eats one anyway but is so grossed out he throws it in the garbage. Does the cookie equal comfort? And does Tristan not want to be comforted? Very interesting! 🤔⚫⚪⚫⚪


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