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She's The One

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by J. J. Murray


  Pietro laughed. “You haven’t had any lines to memorize in a while.”

  “True.” She cleared her throat again. “‘I must, forsooth, be forced / To give my hand opposed against my heart / Unto a mad-brain rudesby full of spleen.’ “… She raised her eyebrows.

  “I’m not full of spleen! And what’s a ‘rudesby’?”

  Katharina shrugged. “I haven’t the foggiest. And stick to the script.”

  “Sorry.”

  Katharina dropped her arms. “And now you’ve made me forget my lines.”

  Pietro found the place on the script. “I told you …”

  “Right. ‘I told you, I, he was a frantic fool, / Hiding his bitter jests in blunt behaviour: / And, to be noted for a merry man, / He’ll woo a thousand, ‘point the day of marriage, / Make feasts, invite friends, and proclaim the banns; / Yet never means to wed where he hath’ wood.”

  “It says ‘woo’d’ here, Katharina.”

  Katharina smiled. “I meant to say ‘wood.’ I like your wood, Mr. Woodsman.”

  “Grazie.”

  Katharina growled. “Now, stop interrupting your proposal. Um … Give me the line.”

  “Now must …”

  Katharina put her hands over her heart. “‘Now must the world point at poor’ Katharina, / And say, ‘Lo, there is mad’ Pietro’s ‘wife, / If it would please him come and marry her!’ “She nodded at Pietro.

  Pietro read his part. “Oh.” He knelt in front of her, soaking his pants, spreading his arms wide. “But you are my honey love,” he said woodenly.

  Katharina shook her head. “That was terrible, absolutely dreadful. Put some feeling into it. You’re proposing to a goddess, remember?”

  Pietro reached for Katharina this time and softly said, “But you are my honey love, Katharina.”

  “Whoo,” Katharina said. “Much, much better. You hit my heart. We might make you into a real actor yet.”

  “But your next line is—”

  “I just wanted you to know that,” Katharina interrupted. She stepped away and did a half turn, her hands on her hips. “‘My honey love’? Please. Is that the best that you can do? Makes a jazzy title for a movie, though, huh?”

  “It does.”

  She placed the back of her hand on her forehead. “But oh, alas, you love me only for my body. I am so fat!”

  Pietro tried not to laugh. “I love your mind, Kate, ‘For ‘tis the mind that makes the body rich …’”

  Katharina winked. “You read well. I didn’t write in purple ink this time.”

  “I can see that.”

  “What’s my next line?”

  Pietro found the place. “But I cannot …”

  “Oh.” She shot her chin toward the ocean. “But I cannot marry you, Pietro. You are ‘one half lunatic; / A mad-cap ruffian’ … You are dressed in far too many clothes.”

  Pietro smiled. “To me you will be married, not unto my clothes.”

  Katharina turned to Pietro. “I feel like skinny-dipping.” Pietro searched the script. “That’s not in the script.” Katharina reached behind her and unzipped her dress. “Well, I just do.”

  Pietro stood. “In your condition?”

  Katharina shrugged out of the dress and let it fall to the sand. She unfastened her bra and threw it to the waves. “So little Petra wants to go for a swim.” She yanked down her boxers.

  Pietro looked at the five-thousand-dollar dress collecting seawater. “But your dress!”

  Katharina jumped up and down on it. “This little ol’ thing? Humph. I only put it on when I don’t care how I look.” She turned and ran into the waves.

  Pietro hurriedly removed his suit. “What if a photographer comes by?” he yelled.

  Katharina danced in the waves. “I don’t care about that anymore. Bring the ring.”

  Pietro, naked, had to run back to his suit, get the ring, and wade out into the cold surf. “It’s cold,” he said as a wave splashed over him.

  “Not as cold as the stream at your place, right?”

  He nodded.

  Katharina held out her ring finger, and Pietro slid the ring on. “Nice.”

  Pietro took her in his arms, smiling at his future bride, lost in her blue-green eyes. “Kiss me, Kate.”

  They kissed for a long time, the surf crashing around them, the stars twinkling above, their legs going numb from the cold.

  Katharina shivered and smiled. “Now that line was in the script.”

  Chapter 43

  FOR IMMEDIATE RELEASE

  Lucentio Pictures’ A Family Alone has begun filming in Ontario, Canada.

  The sequel to the Academy Award-nominated A Woman Alone, the film will be codirected by Academy Award-winner Vincenzo Lucentio (best director, A Woman Alone) and Academy Award-nominated Bianca Baptista (costume design, A Woman Alone).

  Starring in this action-adventure will be three-time Academy Award-winner Katharina Minola (best actress, My Honey Love; best original screenplay, A Woman Alone; best actress, A Woman Alone), her husband, Pietro Lucentio, and introducing Petra Pearl Minola-Lucentio in her first major role.

 

 

 


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