Flower DanceLeah was worried. Last year she and Elliott had been partners at the Flower Dance, and everyone had agreed that they looked great together. But this year -- she hadn't heard from him in over a week. Did he take it for granted that they'd be partners again? She was tempted not to go, but in the end, curiosity won out.
As soon as she saw Elliott, she realized that they would not be dancing together.
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"Leah, there's something I have to tell you, something I should have told you a long time ago. I just hope you'll forgive me and that we can still be friends. Whoops! The music is starting and I have to go. We'll talk later, okay?"
"Sure," said Leah. Her face hurt from the fake smile she'd plastered on it. Elliott appeared to be partnered with the new girl, Tildy. But she'd only arrived three weeks ago -- did he consider that to be a long time?
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Gunther, the town's librarian, came and joined her. "Elliott asked me to talk to you," he said. "But let's go some place where there aren't quite so many people around."
Leah looked back at the dancers one more time before following Gunther.
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"This looks like a good place," said Gunther, and they sat down on the bench together.
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"I suppose the first thing I need to tell you is that Elliott's gay."
"But -- we dated. Are you sure?" To say that Leah was surprised was an understatement. She was astonished, stunned, dumbfounded.
"When he first came to Pelican Town, Elliott didn't know how people would react to his being gay. He didn't want to write about the gay community in Zuzu City; he wanted to write in the country, in a small village. And he didn't want to write about being the only gay man in a small town either. So he became friends with, and flirted with, a young woman artist whom he thought might be sophisticated enough to figure out what was going on."
"Me," said Leah. "I did think at first...and he was always a perfect gentleman...and I suppose I should have noticed that he was more flirtatious when other people were around than when we were alone together...Oh, he should have told me!"
"Yes, he should have," said Gunther. "But he did enjoy your company, and he didn't want to make you mad at him.
"Then I came to Pelican Town as the new librarian, and we ran into each other at the Stardrop Saloon.
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"We soon hit it off -- he was a writer, I was a reader, what could be a better fit? It wasn't long before we both confessed that we had feelings for each other.
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"And when I proposed to him, he accepted."
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"So why aren't you dancing with him instead of Tildy?" Leah asked.
"I have two left feet," Gunther explained. "And he's still a bit shy about coming out. It's taken me a while to persuade him to have a public wedding. I know it will mean a lot to him if you come."
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"Yeah, sure," Leah sighed. "My mother once told me not to get too involved with any man whose hair looked better than mine. I suppose I should have realized he was gay, but I still wish he'd told me. He could have trusted me to keep it secret if he wanted."
"I wish he'd told you, too," said Gunther. "But in a way, I'm glad he didn't -- it's given us a chance to get to know each other better. I do hope you'll be my friend as well as Elliott's. The wedding is to be this Friday. I hope you'll come, but I'll understand if you don't."
"I'll come," said Leah. "I'll even throw some confetti."
Back at home, Leah did what she always did when she felt bad -- she painted. When she was done, she looked at her work and almost started crying. She wished so much that the friendly pink bunny she'd depicted could walk out of the painting and give her a hug.
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There'd been a movie once about a man who had an imaginary friend who was a large pink bunny. Elliott P. Dowd had been the name of the man -- Leah frowned in irritation. She was trying to get Elliott out of her mind, but here he was, cropping up again. She left the painting on the easel and went upstairs to paint some more.
On the other side of town, Alex was finishing up his daily workout when he spotted Elliott.
"Elliott! Bro! I need your advice."
"On sartorial matters?" asked Elliott.
"Maybe -- if I knew what 'sartorial' even meant," said Alex. "Haley wants me to be romantic when I propose to her, and I thought, since you're a writer, you might be able to tell me what to say."
'It's obvious you've never heard of Cyrano de Bergerac," said Elliott.
"Who's he?" asked Alex.
"Someone who wrote love letters for a friend of his, but never mind. Suffice to say, it didn't turn out well. Do you have any ideas yourself?"
"Well, this is how I've always thought it would happen," said Alex. "It's the bottom of the ninth, the game is tied, and I hit the winning home run. As soon as I touch home plate, I dash up into the stands, get down on one knee and ask Haley to marry me while everyone is cheering."
"Sounds good to me," said Elliott. "Go for it."
"Yeah, but what if that doesn't happen the day Haley comes to the game? Or what if I hit the winning home run in the third inning? It would be kind of anti-climactic to wait until the end of the game, but Coach would be furious if I ran up into the stands in the middle."
"You've got a point," said Elliott. "Take her to dinner at a fancy restaurant -- not the Stardrop Saloon -- and propose there. Or you could ask your grandmother how your dad proposed. "
"Not sure I want to do anything the same way my dad did," said Alex, "but I'll talk to Granny anyway."
"By the way, I'm getting married myself this Friday," said Elliott.
"Really?" said Alex. "Who's the lucky -- um -- person?"
"Gunther," said Elliott. "Would you like to come to the wedding?"
"Of course," said Alex. "We're bros, after all. And you and Gunther should come when Haley and I get married."