{"id":228,"date":"2022-11-27T23:27:09","date_gmt":"2022-11-27T23:27:09","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/advent.starskyhutchcalendar.net\/2022\/calendar\/?p=228"},"modified":"2022-12-08T04:46:13","modified_gmt":"2022-12-08T04:46:13","slug":"december-tbd-the-answer-by-m-h-e-priest","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/advent.starskyhutchcalendar.net\/2022\/calendar\/?p=228","title":{"rendered":"December 8th: The Answer by M H E Priest"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>Tag to <em>Starsky&#8217;s Lady<\/em><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"color: #ff0000;\">Author&#8217;s Note:<\/span> Thanks to MatSir for the suggestions.<\/p>\n<p>A few hours after partaking of Huggy&#8217;s &#8220;patented&#8221; hangover cure, Starsky and I were finally out of the grunting and stumbling stage and began putting the Monopoly game back in its box.<\/p>\n<p>Knowing it would never be a good time to ask this particular question, I did so anyway. &#8220;So, Starsk, did you ever ask Terry to marry you?&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>He stopped separating the money into piles. &#8220;Yeah, I did, right before she was discharged.&#8221; He returned to his task, never once looking at me.<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;You wanna talk about it, buddy?&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>He finally looked at me, shot me his apologetic smile. &#8220;Yeah, I do. Sorry I never told you before. Guess I was still kinda\u2026 shocked.&#8221;<!--more--><\/p>\n<p>I smiled back with what I hoped was an understanding one. &#8220;So, she said no.&#8221;\u00a0 Half question, half statement. A ploy on my part to get him to get it off his chest, maybe ease his suffering some.<\/p>\n<p>He didn&#8217;t speak for what seemed like an eternity. Just as I opened my mouth to say something that might soothe him, he looked up at me with an unreadable expression on his tired face and said flatly, &#8220;She said yes and no.&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>I figured she said no because she probably thought he asked out of pity and obligation, but yes, too? I stayed quiet, not knowing how to respond.<\/p>\n<p>He sighed, picked up the pile of 100s, then tossed the bills in the air. &#8220;She said yes because I was her best friend and everyone should marry their best friend.&#8221; He reached across the board and, with an enigmatic smile, squeezed my knee.<\/p>\n<p>As Starsky&#8217;s best friend, I was flabbergasted. All I could do was stare at him.<\/p>\n<p>He chuckled. &#8220;She said no because she thought I should marry my best friend and that wasn&#8217;t her. Otherwise, we&#8217;d be off-balance. Whatever the hell that means. Then she said I was already kinda married to my best friend.&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>I gulped. It was then that I knew why Terry gave Ollie to me and not Starsky. &#8220;Mmmme.&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>Starsky shoved the board to one side and hands-and-kneed it to me. Sitting back on his haunches, he placed his hand on my cheek and it felt like heaven. Then I recognized the look he was giving me when he thinks I&#8217;m not paying attention. The look I&#8217;ve never seen him give anyone else, not Helen, not even Terry.<\/p>\n<p>I put my hand over his, smiling so big my cheeks ached. What I had suppressed for so long looked like it was gonna happen. Somehow I didn&#8217;t shake like an inexperienced teenager when I kissed that rugged palm. His wide, crooked grin sent waves of relief over me.<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;Let&#8217;s, uh, get comfortable, &#8216;kay?&#8221; he asked.<\/p>\n<p>I worked hard to keep my voice even. &#8220;Sofa or, um, bed?&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>He laughed and it sounded warm and loving and excited. &#8220;Your call, partner.&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>I stood then helped him up. &#8220;This changes things, ya know.&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>He shrugged. &#8220;Maybe a little, Blondie. You&#8217;ve always been my best friend, my home.&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>I swallowed hard so I won&#8217;t choke. &#8220;You&#8217;re my home, too, babe. Have been since we met.&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>His grin was nothing short of the happiest I&#8217;d ever seen. We bumped noses as we went in for our first kiss (awkward but spectacular). I knew they would only get better.<\/p>\n<p>Later that afternoon as he napped, I whispered, &#8220;Thanks, Terry.&#8221;<\/p>\n<p><a href=\"https:\/\/advent.starskyhutchcalendar.net\/2022\/calendar\/wp-content\/uploads\/2022\/11\/answer2.jpg\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"aligncenter wp-image-229 size-full\" src=\"https:\/\/advent.starskyhutchcalendar.net\/2022\/calendar\/wp-content\/uploads\/2022\/11\/answer2.jpg\" alt=\"\" width=\"602\" height=\"622\" srcset=\"https:\/\/advent.starskyhutchcalendar.net\/2022\/calendar\/wp-content\/uploads\/2022\/11\/answer2.jpg 602w, https:\/\/advent.starskyhutchcalendar.net\/2022\/calendar\/wp-content\/uploads\/2022\/11\/answer2-290x300.jpg 290w\" sizes=\"auto, (max-width: 709px) 85vw, (max-width: 909px) 67vw, (max-width: 984px) 61vw, (max-width: 1362px) 45vw, 600px\" \/><\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Tag to Starsky&#8217;s Lady Author&#8217;s Note: Thanks to MatSir for the suggestions. A few hours after partaking of Huggy&#8217;s &#8220;patented&#8221; hangover cure, Starsky and I were finally out of the grunting and stumbling stage and began putting the Monopoly game back in its box. Knowing it would never be a good time to ask this &hellip; <a href=\"https:\/\/advent.starskyhutchcalendar.net\/2022\/calendar\/?p=228\" class=\"more-link\">Continue reading<span class=\"screen-reader-text\"> &#8220;December 8th: The Answer by M H E Priest&#8221;<\/span><\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[4,16,17],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-228","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-fic","category-sfw","category-slash"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/advent.starskyhutchcalendar.net\/2022\/calendar\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/228","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/advent.starskyhutchcalendar.net\/2022\/calendar\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/advent.starskyhutchcalendar.net\/2022\/calendar\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/advent.starskyhutchcalendar.net\/2022\/calendar\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/advent.starskyhutchcalendar.net\/2022\/calendar\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcomments&post=228"}],"version-history":[{"count":3,"href":"https:\/\/advent.starskyhutchcalendar.net\/2022\/calendar\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/228\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":385,"href":"https:\/\/advent.starskyhutchcalendar.net\/2022\/calendar\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/228\/revisions\/385"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/advent.starskyhutchcalendar.net\/2022\/calendar\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fmedia&parent=228"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/advent.starskyhutchcalendar.net\/2022\/calendar\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcategories&post=228"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/advent.starskyhutchcalendar.net\/2022\/calendar\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Ftags&post=228"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}