Before I could speak, my gorgeous wife told everyone that I was starting a new career as a “Mentalist”!
Of course, the chatty blond immediately asked, “Oh, yeah, what am I thinking?”
Of course, I’m not supposed to rise to the bait like this, but just automatically gave a response. “You think it’s a crock, but you really hope it’s true.” …pause for effect… “AND you think you could probably get your husband to drive to
Her mouth dropped open and she staccatoed “Oh…My…God!”
The little short haired brunette was next. Her face carried the kind of tenseness that I’ve only ever seen on a very pretty girl. She asked, “Ok, what about me?” Her mouth was smiling, but her eyes weren’t. It was showtime!
I started with the old joke “You aren’t thinking anything”, and then purposefully interrupted myself. “Ungh, can I see your hand?” To keep it light, I asked the husband, “Is it ok if I hold your wife’s hand for just a second? I promise to give it right back!” He just waved.
I held her hand in both of mine. I didn’t look at it, just pulled the energy from it. I looked straight into her tight brown eyes and said, “I’m not going to say anything, but you should know that when you forgive someone you not only release them, you also release yourself.”
Her chin dropped. She didn’t say anything, but her hubby’s eyes got as big as saucers as he stared back and forth from me to her. She finally drew back her hand and very quietly said “I know that”.
It was quiet for a few seconds, not particularly “awkward”, but everyone kind of felt like a moment of silence was appropriate. Then the chatty blonde started talking again, deliberately changing the subject. I left the pool a few minutes later.
This stuff is dynamite.
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