Author’s Note: This chapter may seem a little choppy at the beginning. The reason for this is that I had all sorts of things planned and they didn’t work out. This is mainly because I ran way behind schedule. Chapter 5.15 (last week) was our halfway point and there is no heir! Gasp!! So, please bear with me as I whirl us ahead.
Dear Diary, as I write this and plan my future with Ellie, I’m reminded of my past. I’ve had fun, not worrying about what might happen along the way. Out of all of that, I’ve only had two serious relationships, Fletcher and now Ellie.
I thought contemplating what could have been with Fletcher might upset me but now that so much time has passed and we’ve both moved on, I feel like I can look upon our time together fondly. I really loved him and could have spent my life with him. But it was not to be. Neither of us was mature enough or ready for such a deep commitment.
My sincere hope is that if I ever run into him again, if he’s still working and living in Fortress Rock, I would be able to smile and genuinely wish him happiness. I could picture teasing him about never being able to tie his necktie and he would say he’d finally figured it out. He might jest with me about my clothes which he mainly thought were crazy.
I suppose I’ve romanticized how I look at him now. I want him to remain in my memory forever as my first love. He was my first everything and will always hold a tender spot in my heart.
In other news, Chris, Jules, and their kids moved out of the brownstone after securing a coveted apartment in the famous (or should I say infamous?) Suncrest House. This place has been around forever, Chris told me, and apartments don’t come up very often. The day they moved, I helped them take a bunch of their belongings over and, let me tell you, the place is sure creepy. I can’t really imagine my buddy and Jules living here, but I’m sure their place will look amazing.
Standing outside of it, I couldn’t help but stare at the gables up above and wonder, had The Inheritance ever investigated here? The creep factor alone was enough to make me wonder. This building even had evil looking gargoyles!
In bigger news… Ellie news… almost immediately after our first kiss, she called Derek and met with him. He took the news a bit hard at first and who could blame him? After some time, they started speaking again and remained friends. I’ve mentioned it before, but he is a really nice guy and the way he dealt with this situation is something that I admire and look up to. He is an outstanding person that I hope I can be friends with long into the future.
Ellie and I dated for several months and I can say it was the time of my life. I never wanted it to end. She is a very innocent girl which is one of the things I find so endearing about her. Every moment I am with her, I want to run my hands along her smooth, intoxicating skin. The very scent of her drives me wild. But this isn’t just some girl. This is the woman I love and she wants romance. A love that will sweep her off her feet.
This isn’t as easy as it may sound because romance costs money. I make a pretty good living as a principal dancer in the ballet company but it isn’t going to pay for trips around the world or anything I might find particularly romantic. The thing is, I’d always had this thing with past relationships where I tried to impress with huge, romantic ideas.
Ellie was different, though. I knew she wasn’t someone who needed grand gestures. What she needed was the kind of romance that came from the heart.
So, what was I to do? We spent many evenings strolling through the gardens in Petal Meadows Park where there is a large gazebo. On moonlit nights, I took her there to show her how to dance like Fred Astaire and Ginger Rogers. Afterward, we often stared up at the sky to dream of our future.
I thought everything couldn’t be more perfect. If it all continued the way it was going forever, I would have been fine with that. It wasn’t until the night we had dinner with my parents that I realized I should ask her to marry me. I suppose it might be considered strange that I never thought of this before. I guess I’m still the guy without a plan.
The night it happened, we were standing in “our” gazebo. No one else was around and she was leaning on the railing, staring dreamily at the sky. Putting my arms around her and my hands on the railing, I asked her what she was looking at. When she answered, her voice was far away.
“I was looking at the moon,” she murmured as I lifted her golden hair and nibbled the back of her neck. She sighed heavily, the dream quality still in her voice. “I was thinking that someday my grown child might stand on this very spot with the person they love and see the same thing I see tonight.”
It was that moment it all seemed so clear. And so, I dropped to one knee, holding her hands in mine and asked her to marry me. I didn’t have a ring yet but she said yes anyway.
We decided not to wait but to have an Autumn wedding. Neither of us had a lot of money so the ceremony would be simple and take place at the brownstone two days before winter.
I didn’t know love could feel this way… so fulfilling and satisfying. Maybe I was wrong and I hadn’t really loved anyone before Ellie because this was so different. What I can say is that it was the most wonderful day of my life and I was pretty certain nothing else could ever compare.
Congratulations, Ellie and Holden Sprague!
Author’s Note: Holden is finally settling down! Well, maybe he wouldn’t call it that, though. lol I wondered if any of you noticed the ring he gave Ellie? It’s the same one Memphis wore in Generation 1. Phyllis, her mother in law, gave it to her and she always meant that it should be passed down with the diary but it got lost along the way until Marty found it. 🙂
I hope you enjoyed this entry in Holden’s life. As always, thank you for stopping by,