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The Village-Revisited
by Margaret Jeanette
Their marriage ceremony was the event of the year for the
village. Tommy and Mary went on with their lives. Tommy had his
wedding dress sealed in an air-tight plastic bag and continued to
wear dresses. He moved his things to Mary's house and continued to
clean.
Two weeks after their marriage he asked Mary why she liked him so
well wearing a dress. He told her he wasn't asking to get out of
wearing them, but wanted to know why she wanted him in a dress.
"My father and mother are divorced. They were married for a
little over twenty years. Then came the divorce and he married a
woman half his age. If a man is in a dress he won't be dropping his
pants so readily to any woman other than his wife. Besides every
time I look at you I think of the love it takes for you to wear a
dress for me."
He now understood what she was saying, and why he was wearing the
dresses. He really didn't mind wearing them, as the whole village
always said hello to him, and some even said he was the bravest man
in town.
That night at supper Mary asked him if he had ever read any of
her books. He told her he had read one but there were mistakes in
it. She asked what mistakes and he told her.
"It was one about the two brothers who loved the same girl. One
brother was with Jimmy Doolittle's guys when they bombed Tokyo and
the other was in the battle of Midway. You had the battle of Midway
happening first, then Doolittle's raid. You got them mixed up,
Doolittle's Raid happened first, in 1942. Anyway, both brothers
returned and you had the first brother marrying the girl, yet she
supposedly loved the second brother more. I think in real life she
would have waited for the second brother if she really loved him
more."
"If you think you can do better why don't you try to write a
book? I check facts but sometimes I get them mixed up. Anyway most
of my readers are reading about the interactions and loves of my
characters, not learning history."
"You see, I have always loved history, and when there is a
mistake in the order of events then I lose some interest in the
story."
"I'm serious, you try writing a book and you'll see it isn't
easy. Try writing any story and try being original. There is always
someone who has written that before and maybe better. It is hard to
write a story and not come from out in left field with some
character so they aren't going to say 'where did he come from?'.
Try it, I dare you!"
That night as they relaxed together he wondered if he could write
a story. He never really cared for English in school, but he
wondered how hard it would be.
The next day was laundry day and he was doing the second load
when an idea for a story came into his head, at least the first
part of it did. He went to his computer and started to write. The
words came freely. He was on a roll. By the time he finished the
first chapter the laundry was done.
By suppertime he had finished half of the second chapter. He was
bubbling but didn't tell Mary he was actually writing a story.
At supper Mary asked, "Do you know why I picked this village to
live in? I picked it because it was so quiet, and twenty miles from
any bigger city. It was a toss-up between here and a farm in
Wisconsin. I decided I didn't want a farm because there would be
too many things to take care of on a farm even if you didn't farm
it. Maintenance, you know. I had my first check from my publisher
and this house seemed to talk to me so I bought it. It was the
smartest thing I think I have ever done. It's hard to believe a
girl from Cincinnati would end up here and meet someone as nice as
you."
"I always believed we are led by unknown forces," Tommy said.
"And we do have the ability to make decisions that affect our
lives. I was going to move to the big city and get a job, but my
mother got sick and I took care of her for six months and never got
around to moving out. Then she got better, and from time to time I
would help out various people around here, and we just continued
on. It wasn't an easy life but it wasn't a bad life either."
"I really like your mother. She is so down to earth and she
doesn't know it but she is the model for one character in the novel
I am now writing."
"Don't tell her, it will give her a big head."
They both laughed heartily at that and continued their meal. That
night they made exquisite and slow love and both came at the same
time. They were living the perfect dream. The honeymoon hadn't
ended.
He continued to work on his story. It was about two friends in
the Civil War. One was a ladies' man and had lots of female company
between battles, with the other almost unable to wait to get home
to marry his fiance. Each chapter started with a letter home to his
future wife and told how things were going. He knew the story
would end with the ladies' man finally meeting a nice girl he had
to give his complete devotion to.
His story continued until it was finally done. Mary had no idea
he was writing it. He reread it four times, each time adding little
bits of information or of action that would fit the story. Finally
he was happy with it. Now he could tell Mary he had written a
story. It was fifteen chapters long.
That night at supper he said, "Today I think I finished a story.
It isn't as good as the ones you write but I wrote in my own way."
"What's it about?"
"It's about two friends in the American Civil War and how their
lives are affected by it. It isn't really much, it's just a story."
"I want to read it! After supper print it out and give it to me
so I can read it."
After supper he printed it out. He was surprised at how many
pages it took. When bound it was over two inches thick. He took it
out to Mary.
"This isn't a story, it's a book! I thought it was a short
story!"
She started to read it. He smiled as she was still reading an
hour later. The late news came on and she was still reading. The
news got over and it was bedtime. He called her and she said she
had to finish this chapter first.
When she came into the bedroom she told him he was a very good
writer. She said that the story was different, and that she
couldn't wait to read the ending. He felt happy that she liked it
so much.
The next morning at breakfast she was reading it at the table,
something he had never seen her do before. They always talked in
the morning at breakfast.
Late in the morning she told him it was great that she really
couldn't put it down. She had to keep reading. She told him to
e-mail the file to her that she was going to submit it to her
publisher to see if he wanted to publish it.
He was happy that she was so enthusiastic about it but he didn't
think it would get published. To be on the safe side he inserted a
dedication page at the beginning. It read "To Mary Folcroft,
without whose urging this story would never have seen daylight".
He sent it to her and she forwarded it to her publisher, telling
him that she couldn't put it down once she started reading it. She
smiled as she sent it on, and hoped her publisher would like it as
much as she did.
At lunch she told him she had forwarded it to her publisher and
she was certain he would publish it. He told her he didn't think it
was that great, because all he did was write as he felt, not as
everyone else might feel. He told her she felt that way only
because he had written it.
It was a long three days before Mary heard from her publisher.
Then she got an answer. It read, 'We will publish the book. We will
pay ten thousand dollars plus seventy-five cents on each copy
printed. That is our standard offer for first time authors. I am
positive it will sell well. Winston".
Mary printed it out and quickly took it for Tommy to see. She
told him he was going to be a published author now. She sent an
e-mail to the publisher telling him the offer was accepted.
That night they drove the fifteen miles to a supper club to
celebrate. He had never seen Mary as happy as she was that he was
going to get published. On the way home they had to stop at his
mother's to tell her. She was ecstatic, saying she always knew he
was talented but never thought he was that talented. He played it
down, saying he just wrote what came into his mind.
The book was released with some pomp by the publisher. The second
week it was number seven on the top ten list. A second printing was
scheduled. By week three it was on top of the top ten list.
Mary was so happy she couldn't contain herself. She had never had
a book at the top, having only reached the fifth spot with her last
book. He was voted the top new author of the year. He had to go to
New York to receive his award.
Mary ordered him some new clothes at Anna's store. Anna told her
the whole village was excited that he'd gotten the award. Anna
said everyone in the village must have read it, and just about
everyone said they never thought he had it in him. Then she said,
"It is the quiet ones who think the deepest."
His new clothes came in two days before they were to leave for
New York. The next day when he told Mary he didn't know what
dresses to pack she showed him his new clothes.
First it was two blue shirts, then three ties, followed by three
men's suits and two pair of black men's shoes. He couldn't believe
she had gotten those clothes for him. He was very happy to be going
back to men's clothes, even if it was only for his trip to New
York.
They had to leave at six in the morning. They were up at four and
Mary got sick to her stomach. She was afraid she was coming down
with the flu and couldn't go, but felt better very quickly. They
drove to meet their flight.
Both the counter clerk and the stewardess said when they saw his
name that they had read his book and it was a great story. He was
glad people were getting some enjoyment out of his book.
In New York Tommy was shocked that so many people could live in
one place. He met with the publisher, who was surprised to find out
he was Mary's husband. His publisher told them a limo would pick
them up at their hotel at seven and take them to the award
ceremony.
Then the publisher shocked them, telling them that two movie
studios had contacted him asking how to get ahold of him to discuss
movie rights. He suggested Joel Foxx as an agent for him, telling
him all the benefits of having an agent.
An hour later they were talking to Joel Foxx and came to an
agreement. Joel seemed to know all the aspects of dealing with
movie producers and publishers. Joel told them he would see them
tonight at the awards ceremony, and would have the contract for him
to sign.
At the awards ceremony he was the third one to receive an award.
His acceptance speech was short but concise and he thanked Mary for
her support and thanked his publisher for all of their work in
promoting the book.
At the reception his publisher handed him a check for five
thousand dollars, telling him it was a bonus for bringing the award
to their publishing house, which had also received an award. His
publisher said they would have to have a new trophy case built to
hold these and the future trophies he was sure were coming.
They signed the contract with Joel and everything was going
great. They enjoyed the reception and he was surprised at how many
people wanted to talk to him. Mary was super proud of her husband.
Nothing like this had ever happened to her but she knew she was
responsible for his success.
The next morning Mary was sick once again. It was short but she
had tingling feelings while throwing up. She knew she would have to
see a doctor as soon as they got home.
That evening they attended a Broadway play with their publisher.
Tommy enjoyed the production immensely. Afterward in their hotel
room he told Mary they would have to come to New York more often to
attend shows if nothing else. Mary laughed and said she was always
game for a good time.
The next day they returned home. They arrived at the village in
late afternoon. Before going to their house they stopped at Anna's
store to pick up something for supper. When he showed Anna the
trophy she asked if she could display it in her store for awhile.
He agreed and she set in on a shelf behind the cash register. Anna
told him she was going to show it off to everyone who came in.
The next morning Mary said she had to see a doctor. They drove
the twenty-five miles to the doctor's office. They stopped at the
bank to deposit his award check and the bonus check from his
publisher. The teller called the bank manager, who told them the
bank was going to open a branch in the village to serve them
better.
At the doctor's office the doctor ran some tests and then
declared that Mary was pregnant. Both Mary and Tommy had tears in
their eyes at this news. The doctor set up follow-up appointments
and an ultrasound to check on the baby's progress.
They returned to the village but stopped at his mother's house to
tell her she was going to be a grandmother. His mother started
crying in joy at the news.
At Anna's they looked through catalogues to order baby furniture
and everything Anna recommended for the up-coming event. Anna
solidly said the village was going to have a baby!
The next day Tommy wore a dress. Mary told him he didn't have to
wear dresses anymore. He thanked her, then asked why she had
changed her mind about him wearing dresses.
"Well, it is simple. Now, I am married to a successful author and
more importantly he is the father of my baby. I know you will be
faithful to me and I am not worried that you will run off with
someone else. You can wear what you wish. If you want to wear a
dress, it is up to you from now on."
He was working on his second story when the news came that a
movie deal was in place. He was to get $100,000 plus three per cent
of the gross sales of tickets for the movie. He was happy with the
deal and when he showed Mary she was so excited she said they had
to tell his mother.
When they told his mother she couldn't believe it. Her boy was a
real success and it was all due to Mary! She said this was the
second best news she had ever gotten. They all laughed when she
said the best news was that she was going to be a grandmother.
That night at supper Tommy asked if when she first saw him she
had ever thought they would be married and have a baby together.
"The first time I saw you I thought, there is a real Rube
straight from the field. I never thought about the fact that we
might be married until I was on my home from New York, and then it
was only a passing thought. I surprised myself when I mentioned
marriage to you, and I was afraid that I was making a fool of
myself. That is why I asked you to be my bride. I thought you would
turn me down, but you shocked the hell out of me by saying yes.
Even after you said yes I thought you would back down, but you
didn't. Then I realized I had a man who would love me for the rest
of my life."
"I do love you very, very much. I never thought about marriage
until you said something about it, and then I knew I didn't want to
lose you no matter what it took to have you. I'm glad things worked
out the way they did."
"Why are you asking about this now, about how I felt when I first
saw you?"
"Because I have decided not to wear dresses any longer. I hope
you can accept that."
Her answer was simple. "I don't care what you wear as long as
you are alongside of me every day."
(c) 2006 by Margaret Jeanette
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