Page 69 of Bless This Hot Mess
Like a truth I always knew.
And every doubt I carried,
Just disappears in you.”
Their voices, separate but somehow aligned, filled thesuburban stretch of sidewalk.
“Against all odds and what they told us,
And how long we’ve held back.
Against all odds or what it cost us,
We’re getting this train on track.
Against all odds, or where this goes now,
Or who we used to be.
Tonight we roll together,
Exactly as we’re meant to be.”
They passed rows of houses, porch lights glowing soft and warm. Carrington slowed slightly, glancing ahead. “So… this is where you live?”
Ronald nodded, suddenly aware of everything. The state of his place. The fact that this was happening. The fact thattheywere here.
“Yeah. It’s, uh—nothing fancy.”
Carrington squeezed his hand again. “Good. I’d hate to be outclassed on the first date.”
Ronald led them around to the backyard gate as he sang,
“We don’t know all the answers,
Or every move just yet.
Who’s leading…”
Carrington’s grin widened,“Or who’s following.
Or how all the parts connect.”
Ronald exhaled, stepping just a fraction closer.
“But love’s a rhythm, baby.
And we can take our time.”
Carrington leaned in just enough to meet him halfway,“Let’s try every move together, till every groove feels right.”
Carrington leaned against the fence gate and pulled Ronald in for a kiss.
“Against all odds and what they told us,
And how long we’ve held back.
Against all odds or what it cost us,
