The Walls Have Ears

The Walls Have Ears

• The scenery has been perfect…

• The friendship has been perfect…

• The activities have been perfect…

• We’ve made it through Thursday…

• through Friday…

• through Saturday…

and in the wee, wee hours of a Sunday morning

as we just enjoy sitting close as friends

both of us on computers ---

the companionship that only true sister friends can feel ---

the silence is broken!

“Listen,” I say in a hushed whisper.

“Oh – oh – oh – oh – oh – oh,” we hear from below the floor.

She whispers back, “It’s a dog!”

I shake my head, “No, no, no.  They’re either making love or watching pornography!”

“Oh – (deep moan from him) – oh – oh – oh – (another of his deep moans) – ohhhhh,” each moan and gasp growing louder and more full of passion.

The look on my friend’s face as she realizes with startling clarity that we are overhearing something that wasn’t meant for our ears…priceless!

And she laughs out loud…uncontrollably.  And tears roll from my eyes…a shared moment that no one else would laugh at with me like she does.

And our laughter apparently is heard…

Downstairs…

Where all movement, motion and moaning cease!

(The caretaker lives down there but hasn't been here before today)

Did we ruin a moment?  Was it a television? 

I’ll never know.

But for right now we have one of those priceless memories…that we’ll share forever and bring smiles of comradeship and friendship and companionship that only comes after years and years and years of tears and laughter and frustration and joy.

A shared moment of friendship!