Re: Eddie's House: May / Eddie
Eddie honestly didn't know she'd trust him with something like this. He knew what kind of guy he acted like and his persistance for attention made him come across as too showboaty. Too vaudeville. Sticking his hands in dirt and listening, feeling the world around them wasn't a thing a city slicker was supposed to understand. And, he couldn't say he completely could wrap his head around it. The whole universe was a nutso kind of place where whales sang and redwoods could breathe in water through their bark. It made him feel small, but not lost. Like he was part of a big machine working towards something that was well beyond his scope of understanding.
She put her hands on top of his and smiled at him in a way he wasn't prepared for. He didn't know she was capable of looking that happy and it felt a little like seeing a white deer run through the forest. He hushed, awed by her witchy beauty and nodded. "Even if she and I haven't really chatted before?" Eddie spoke softly, like they were in a cathedral and watched his hands sink into the dirt again.
He breathed. In, out. Slow. He let himself appreciate the warmth of her hands over his and the warming dirt under his palm. "Hello, ma'am. Thank you for being so accommodating." He said to Mother Nature and then smiled up at May for a second before glancing down again. "Miss Mother Nature. Would you like to know a secret?" Eddie's offering was the same thing it had always been since he was a child. Secrets. He turned to look at the flowers, the ground. "I don't wear cologne anymore. I like how the trees make my clothes smell. I miss it if I'm out of town for too long."