Once in a Blue Agave Moon Chapter 46

The Ex-Wives I Never Married

(Elliott’s lament)

“April? April Tremski? Wow! I had a feeling that you might show up again. We finally located Elliott…” Jed was clearly flabbergasted by her sudden appearance.

“So I see…and judging by appearances, he hasn’t changed his spots. The women that love him the most end up sleeping with someone else while he fucks some stranger.”

“Actually, they’re not strangers at at…at least no stranger than the rest of us. What I mean is that Aimée is one of them. You never met Rebecca.” Jed was clearly moved by April’s sudden arrival.

“They? He really is like a broken record, even after all these years. Only two? And I assume that you mean our Aimée…from way-back when?”

“Well, two so far…ugh…LeighAnn is also here, but she’s been a bit more detached, at least emotionally…and physically, come to think of it. None of us have figured how to read her. We made contact right before we went out west, and she decided to come along.

“He’s with Aimée and Rebecca, who’s birth name was Jeanette Rogers, but they’re absolutely no relation to each other, although they refer to themselves as ‘twin sisters of different mothers and fathers.”

“They’re sort of a couple…very close, if you catch my drift.”

“So what’s LeighAnn doing in the meantime? Don’t tell me you all left her alone? Is she also taking ‘The Knowledge’?” April and LeighAnn were never really close, but they had a great deal of respect for each other, and they never tried to compete with each other over Elliott.

“She’s hanging out with Mordecai, Rebel’s dog, and she’s having a great time with him. She could have joined in wherever she wanted, but preferred to hang with the dog.”

“Mordecai? The Centurion? Whose dog?!?! I guess if you want to think of him in that way; it’s actually a complement that he humors you in your ignorance…you should be flattered beyond your ken….”

“What do you mean by that?” Jed was clearly puzzled.

“Mordecai is a trans-dimentional being who watches over and protects you while you dabble in practices that are way beyond your comprehension at this point…just like Sobe and Sharma did down at The Home for Wayward Souls.” April could tell that they were unaware of what an auspicious occasion his presence was.

“How can that be? He was only a puppy when Rebel bred and birthed  him. She  breeds them, you know…He was the biggest and most beautiful puppy she had ever delivered and I was the one who named him.”

“If that’s what you want to believe, uh…ok, but…He came to you…trust me. He and the others like him are guardians over novices like yourself who have discovered a gateway to the next level of Sentience.

He is in charge of one hundred lesser guardians like myself, and he also happens to be my overseer as well…in the same way that the original ‘Knowledge’ catapulted a select group of bipedal primates into what you call ‘Humans,’ (and got them thrown out of the ‘Garden of Eden’ in the process) in a quantum evolutionary leap that might never have happened otherwise.”

“Yes, there was outside intervention…what you call your ‘God’ is not the only one…but the Centurians are the Guardians of the Gateway.

“Well, well, well…” As ‘Betty’ the Giant Amazon Macaw clucked and shook her head, she began to morph into Betty Boop, the cartoon character, although anyone who really knew April would have recognized her face; although they were remarkably similar, it was definitely her, almost like a hologram. 

As Chianna sat up, the combined products of their lovemaking spilled right out of her, but nobody seemed to notice other than her, so she just sat there, wallowing in the spooge and enjoying her private thoughts, as well as her parts, as both were still tingling, and felt very, very good.

She was clearly fascinated by the appearance of ‘Betty’ aka ‘April’ despite her unanticipated appearance and the almost disorienting circumstances stemming from her largely emotional euphoria.

“April, this is indeed an unexpected honor to finally meet you. I know that Elliott loved you very much…he even told me so. Between us girls, he still does…kind of carries a torch for you, although he never talks about it.

He made no secret that he regretted how it all ended. I didn’t know him back then, but everyone, even he, says he was never the same after…” 

Chianna paused while she searched for words, realizing that she had just painted herself into a somewhat awkward corner, considering that she had never spoken to anyone after they had died before.

Not face to face.

“And I have a very strong suspicion that if we had met back then, it might have all been different because I never could deny him the pleasure he knew playing music with you, and I wouldn’t have minded sharing him with you, instead of trying to make him choose…I never figured out why in the hell he only married women that didn’t understand that…at least until I came along” Chianna continued.

“I realize that we couldn’t have changed the final outcome, but all that time in between could have been completely different…happier, and more successful.”

“Well, when I was April, I reached a point where my sadness was so overwhelming that…in a way, cancer was my way out…my escape from an existence that was literally, a dead end.”

“I was overwhelmed by hopelessness, and turned my sorrow inward, and it consumed me. It was time to begin again. I had given up on Elliott coming to his senses, not so much about romantic love as how badly it hurt that we were no longer making music together.”

“In fact, he stopped making music at all. He became a slave to Samsara…just trying to make a living and raise somebody else’s kids…of course, he was no longer the person he was when he ran his studio…when he was making music, so she lost interest in him.”

 “I hate to say it, but he became pretty fucking boring, and sad…after she got killed, he became homeless for a while, even though he had a job. He never bothered to ask for help, or a place to stay, even temporarily, but honestly…I was disinclined to offer.”

“He was consumed by shame and regret, and I was consumed by bitterness.”

“But if Jed could also have been a part of it, well I guess I could have been the missing link.” Chianna and Jed exchanged knowing looks and a wink, clearly in the throes of the infatuation of their Crush.

“Except for the fact that i would have been about twelve years old….” Chianna giggled, then blushed.

“Indeed…but in fact, there is a way that you could be now;” April paused for a moment , “but it would be easier to show you than it would be to explain.”

“Boop-Oopa-Doop! Come on!…we’ve got places to go and people to do. Ha ha ha!”

With that, she abruptly changed back to Betty, the Amazon Macaw, as she shook herself, ruffling and fluffing her feathers, cocking her head and raising her right wing, she pantomimed snapping imaginary ‘fingers’ and disappeared in a flash of light.

Namasté

नमस्ते

Chazz Vincent

copyright  ©  March 12th, 2021  

Fish swim with the tides, in and out of the lagoon as it empties itself, receives from, and flows back into the sea.

*ALL REFERENCES TO ANY PERSONS CONFIRMED STILL LIVING IS PURELY CO-INCIDENTAL…AND THE DEAD ARE TOO BUSY LAUGHING AT US TO CARE.

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