A Satin Evening
“Honey, I’m home!”
It was like being in a 1950s sitcom. Hudson never announced himself when he came home from his job at the firm.
“I come bearing gifts,” he called out.
I had a spring in my step as I hurried into the living room. Hudson gave the best gifts. One year for Christmas he gave me the most beautiful emerald earrings surrounded by diamond chips.
“I think you might like this,” he said, hiding his hand behind his back. I knew I would.
“Let me see!”
He produced his hand with a flourish and stretched it toward me. It contained tickets of some sort. I took them and strained to read the print. They were tickets to the opera. We were going to see Aida.
“I didn’t know you liked opera.”
“I don’t know if I do or not. I do know I like you. That’s what matters tonight,” Hudson said. “It begins at 7, so we can eat out first.”
“I have to decide what to wear,” I fretted.
“I’m certain you’ll find something. You always look fetching.”
As I skipped up the steps, I mentally started looking through my wardrobe. I entered my bedroom, and I flung open the closet door. As the door opened, my eye was caught by the emerald satin creation that was not there when I dressed for work.
I removed the satin gown and saw it was the slinky creation I had admired the week before. I wondered how he had managed to slip it in the closet without me knowing. He must have come home at lunch. I looked at the size and knew it would fit. Hudson had outdone himself.
I sat at my vanity and wondered at my good fortune having found such a man as I put on my make-up. I thought back to meeting Hudson at college and to the seventeen years that have followed.
I put the dress on and marveled at the fit. It fit my figure exactly. I was almost ready, but one thing was missing. What better to compliment this beautiful dress but the emerald earrings?
I was just affixing the second earring when Huson entered wearing a tuxedo. He handed me a beautiful pair of opera glasses. Seeing my quizzical look, he said, “We have a box seat.”
What a beautiful evening it was shaping up to be.