She smiled and continued washing the dishes, "Homeowners insurance must be terribly expensive."
She glanced up as if to glean the answer from my face and she found it in my eyes that were laughing at her.
"You don't have any insurance?" She exclaimed, as the dishrag almost slipped out of her soapy fingers into the suds.
"Honey this isn't the States. Iceland's broke not saying the States aren't too, but here the loan notice has been signed and delivered. Home insurance is the last thing they're concerned about. If they don't pass out flood insurance to people living on a floodplain I doubt they'll insure against volcano damage for a house located in a lava field."
She went back to washing, but I could tell she was still bothered. I was done with the pie and with being content just to watch my wife. I leaned over and placed my dirty dish and fork squarely in the middle of her freshly emptied sink and she gave me a censoring eyebrow.
I slid off the counter and up behind her and kissed her neck. I could hear the smile in her voice as she asked, "What are you doing?" As my hands began to pull her shirt up and then over her head.
"Why I'm enjoying the ambient quality of our beautiful kitchen with you before lava flows destroy it all."
She giggled and stood still facing the sink, as I removed the rest of her clothing.
"I do have to admit Tyre that there is one thing that I really do like about your house's location."
"And what's that my love?"
She turned to me her eyes sparkling as her fingers moved to the buttons of my shirt, "All my life I've been a city girl. I find it very freeing to enjoy the life and privacy of the country with you anywhere I want to."
I sat up panting hard the nightmare still real in my memories. I hadn't had one in a while and I had enjoyed their absence. They weren't so much as nightmares as they were bad memories.
The nightmare was that in the midst of a dream I was left with the impression that life had never passed beyond that time of hardship that my bad memories were based out of. It had been an intolerable time to go through let alone be stuck in.
"Oh honey! You're drenched!" Anna exclaimed, as I felt her hand touch my back and then my head.
I lifted a shaking hand to brush the sweat off my forehead. Her cool hands pulled my head down against her warm chest and she hugged me to her.