by Annie Dean
Jack beat her to the window, bracing his arms on the flower-covered ledge and sticking out his upper body as far as it could go. When he pulled himself back in to look at her, there was a bemused expression on his face. “Damn, baby, it really is all over the place.”
Kitty pushed him aside so she could look for herself. With growing horror, she surveyed the streets of Chicago, lifting her hand to her mouth. The cars, trees, the street signs, the walls of buildings, park benches, the cardboard boxes where the homeless people slept, and billboards were covered with flowers. People on the streets were gazing around in wonder and oddly enough, no one seemed to mind. In fact, they all seemed … happy. As the sun rose up on the horizon, little kids spilled out of their houses with their mothers and fathers, twirling around and dancing on the blossoms, drivers left their cars to pick at the blooms and bring them to their noses, joggers laughed freely with dog-walkers exclaiming about how beautiful everything looked, lovers wrapped their arms around each other and kissed.
Across the street leaning against a lamppost covered with roses, Trystan stood in his white suit, looking up at her. He waved at her, a sad smile on his angelic face. Kitty smiled back and blew him a kiss. He gave her a courtly bow, then turned away to sweep an elderly woman in a purple tracksuit into a waltz.
“Look how happy they all are,” Jack said with amazement in his voice, wrapping his arms around her from behind. “How often do you see that in Chicago?” He chuckled. “Just wait till the city gets the cleaning bill.”
Kitty grasped his hand and lifted it to her mouth to kiss it. “Clean-up should be easy enough. For some people…” she looked over her shoulder to smile at him, “…it'd be a snap.”
Jack rolled his eyes. “You can be so corny.” He kissed the tip of her nose. “But don't get rid of the flowers just yet.”
Kitty turned in his embrace and slipped her arms around his waist. “And why is that?”
A wicked grin spread across his lips. “I've always wanted to do it on a bed of roses.”
* * * *
Sometime later, Jack eased a sleeping Kitty off his shoulder and rolled her back gently on the mattress, spilling her pink hair all over his pillow. He stroked his finger down her satin-smooth cheek, unable to believe such a beautiful woman—such a goddess—could find something in him to love. Love. It wasn't something either of them had said out loud, but it hung in the air and Jack felt it for Kitty. He'd never been so sure of anything in his entire life.
He carefully made his way to the bathroom. He thought he could make it there without squashing the daisies and roses on the carpet, but it was impossible. Instead he allowed his feet to sink into the blossoms, luxuriating in the feeling of the silky petals kissing his toes. He had to laugh when he finally reached the bathroom because even the toilet was covered with flowers.
He lifted the lid and looked down. Thankfully, the floral invasion hadn't managed to get down there too. After relieving himself, he turned toward the sink to wash his hands and looked up the mirror. He couldn't see himself because the surface of the mirror had flowers growing on it, but he didn't need one to tell him the shadows were finally gone from his eyes. It was Kitty … she healed everything she touched and made it all better.
It felt … good just breathing the same air she breathed.
He opened the medicine cabinet and took an inventory of the prescription bottles he found there. Some of them were his, most of them stolen from other people's medicine cabinets. One by one, he opened them up and dumped their contents into the toilet, tossing each bottle into the trash until they were all gone. He pressed the flusher and watched as a rainbow of pills swirled down the hole.
“There are going to be some fucked up alligators in the sewers tonight.” He chuckled at his own joke.
“Jack?” Kitty's musical, breathy voice called from the bedroom.
“I'll be right there.” He closed the now empty medicine cabinet and padded back to the bedroom.
On the bed, Kitty waited for him wearing only a welcoming smile. Jack slid under the covers, drew her into his arms, and said, “Let’s turn these flowers pink, baby.”
The End
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