Redemption

I asked Jane to redeem us.
“Like a coupon?” she said and laughed.
I laughed too, but then said Please paint me again just so people won’t think I look crazy.
She said, “Oh, don’t you mean so people won’t think I’m crazy?”
I didn’t say anything but I did look at her the way that I do –just kind of staring really intently so she’d know I was serious—and she knew what I meant, so she said Okay, she would try, but once a thing is out there, she said, it might be too late.
I said, “Well, you could always take that last blog down then,” but she said if she did that then there wouldn’t be any reason to try and redeem us and why try painting me again?
Sometimes she talks in circles and you just have to sit there and let her go. So that’s what I did. And then she chased me around the house and out the door in her bare feet on the cold wet ground and we laughed and laughed and laughed.