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Diamonds & Dust
by Moon Mistress
a/k/a Lisa Beth Darling
Love, it's a tricky thing and Edgar Winter never could figure it out. At the age of 35 he'd begun to believe that he would never have the traditional life that he sought with so much desire. He would spent his life in the lonely doldrums of bachelorhood.
Edgar didn't fool himself he knew he wasn't a handsome man, at 6'3 and 210 pounds he was an awkward, brawny, lumbering giant possessed of a short crop of dark hair and a rather droopy face which was oddly reminiscent of a bulldog. However, having worked in the Human Resources Department of Electric Boat for 15 years as the Chief Hirer and Firer, he thought himself to have good people skills and to be a kind man. Friends set him up and blind dates that never worked out, he even tried the computer and match.com without success. Personal ads were soon discovered to be a joke, not that Edgar was all that interested in a 'good looking' woman but he expected their ads to at least be honest and they were far from it. Bars? No good. Just a bunch of lonely drunk people and Edgar didn't consider himself a drunk though he openly admitted to lonely.
One Friday as work was winding down and he was quietly resigning himself to another weekend of nothing to do but shuffle around his home with only the TV and a few Swanson Hungry Men dinner's for company the last prospect of the week walked into his office. A lovely, if somewhat unattractive woman, by the name of Mary Brent. Mary was tall and a bit stocky, like Edgar, and she wasn't ever going to win any beauty contests but in Edgar's eyes, in that moment and every moment to come, Mary was the most perfect and beautiful creature he'd ever seen. She had the kindest eyes Edgar had ever known and when she smiled the whole world seemed a bit brighter and a bit lighter. After the interview, Edgar did something he'd never done before, he found the nerve to ask her to go to dinner with him that night. It was love at first sight for the two awkward ogres.
A three month courtship ensued in which the two were neigh inseparable and head over heels for one another. Edgar knew he wanted to spend the rest of his life with her so he began the task of seeking out the perfect engagement ring. As it turned out this was a harder thing that he'd thought and it took him two weeks of scouring jewelers and antique stores before he found just the right one for Mary. One that adequately symbolized his undying love for the woman who'd come into his life and swept him off his rather large feet. He happened upon a stunning diamond ring at local antique shop, the owner said it had been part of the estate of an old woman who'd died without ever having children. The ring had belonged to her mother and to her grandmother before that, each one having the happiest of marriages which lasted until the day of their deaths. Edgar purchased the ring and then set about making dinner plans at Tony D's an Italian restaurant he and Mary were very fond of.
The big night came and Edgar arrived early at Tony D's, his heart racing and his palms sweating; what if she said 'no'? He was certain that she wouldn't, certain she would fly into his arms and say 'yes' with much delight. Edgar sat alone at the table in the corner he reserved and waited for Mary who never showed. He called her cell phone several times but did not receive an answer. After three hours of waiting Edgar, dejected and confused went home where he found the light blinking on his answering machine. He brightened immediately believing she'd left him a message explaining everything but that was not the case. Instead a rather cold voice came through the speaker informing him that Mary had been in a car accident that night. She'd been struck head on by an eighteen wheeler on I-95. Edgar arrived at the hospital too late; Mary passed an hour before while he was still waiting for her Tony D's.
Two days later as Mary's friends and family gathered at St. Mary's cemetery to say their last good-byes to her, Edgar stood at her grave side in his best black suit with his head hung low and his heart heavy. As the minister finished the service and the mourners all filed past the grave tossing in flowers and handfuls of dust Edgar waited for them to finish before he took his turn. Picking up a handful of Earth and gazing down at the eternal resting place of his beloved he tossed in the handful of dirt along with the engagement ring; "Ashes to ashes and dust to dust." He said sorrowfully. "I'll always love you, Mary." Edgar said through his tears. The sunlight peeked out from behind the clouds to catch the diamond in the dust and made it sparkle one last time.
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