Sweet Soul

Levi, seeing my interest, moved the book until it was in front of where I was sitting. Without waiting, my eyes scanned the page, devouring the poetic prose.

On Hellespont, guilty of true love’s blood,

In view and opposite two cities stood…

The poem was long and extremely detailed, every word laced with perfection and flawless beauty. I was captivated by each and every line, the story of the two lost lovers brought alive, their intense love burning in my heart.

Breathless, I finished the last line, a tear rolling down my cheek. I hadn’t realized I had been so affected until Levi’s gentle thumb wiped the tear from the apple of my cheek.

I bathed in Levi’s soft gaze and became enraptured. His thumb was still on my cheek, when he gently asked, “You liked it?”

A nervous laugh bubbled from my throat. I nodded my head. Levi’s hand dropped and his head tilted to the side. I had no idea what he was thinking.

Turning my head, I scanned the poem one more time. I flicked the page and studied the painting, then kept skimming through the book, reading random passages from various myths. After the eighth passage, I sat back in my chair and looked at Levi who was watching me in fascination. I stared back at this boy, and taking my pen, wrote on my pad. “You’re really smart.”

I held it out for Levi to read and watched his skin tint pink. Levi sat back and shrugged. I wrote again. “You are. Really smart, I mean.”

As the light faded from Levi’s face, I thought I’d said something wrong. Panic that I’d upset him ran though me, until he confessed, “I’m not real good at speaking to people, Elsie. I don’t go out much or talk much.” The red on his face descended to cover his neck and patch on his upper chest.

My hand on his arm flipped over and my fingers threaded through his. Levi watched our joined fingers, then my free hand as I pointed to my chest and held up two fingers.

“You too,” Levi translated my meaning and I nodded my head.

Levi pointed to the mythology book and said, “I guess I’m pretty smart; I always enjoy study. But I know more than most because I don’t go to parties or go out with my friends much. I tend to stay in here and study when I’m not on the football field.”

Before I knew what I was doing, I had written, “No girlfriend?”

Levi’s cheeks, this time, turned positively scarlet and he shook his head. He didn’t say anything in response, but I took it that, like me, he didn’t mix much with the opposite sex.

Squeezing his hand until he looked up at me, I repeated the action of pointing to myself, and holding up two fingers. Levi exhaled as in relief, and whispered knowingly, “You too.”

I smiled an understanding smile, and we both sat in silence. I had no idea what to do next, and I could see Levi searching for something, anything, to say. “Elsie?” I met his eyes when he finally did. “Did you finish high school?”

Feeling the blood drain from my face, I acted on instinct and tried to stand and leave the room. But Levi kept hold of my hand. “Elsie, wait,” he said, and gently held my arm. Shamed, I turned in his direction and he explained, “I didn’t ask that to make you feel bad.” He shifted on his feet, and said, “I ask because I think you’re smart too. And…” He sucked in a breath, and rasped, “and I think you deserve more from life than you’ve had so far.”

Every part of me tensed, but I saw nothing but sincerity in his expression. Shoulders sagging, I kept my head low, but slowly shook my head. I hadn’t finished high school, I’d ran before could.

Levi’s hand released mine, and he stepped closer, so close that his spiced smell enveloped my senses. I saw his fingers clenching and unclenching, then he lifted a trembling hand, only to lay it softly under my chin.

Guiding my head upward, my eyes collided with his, and he said, “Ain’t no reason to be ashamed, Elsie. We all have demons.” He paused like he needed a minute, and added, “Believe me, I got a whole ton in my past. But there ain’t no shame to be had, not in front of me. I get that life can sometimes get in the way.”

One by one, my muscles relaxed, until I had leaned into his hand on my face. I took comfort in his touch, I spent minutes with his hand touching my skin, until I stepped back, needing to get away. Tonight, all of this, had been a lot to take in, and I was tired.

I stepped back, and I could see that Levi knew I was leaving. Walking to the desk, I scribbled out, “Thank you for tonight. I loved the story of Hero and Leander.”

Levi read it over my shoulder. “You’re welcome.”

Picking up my jar, I went to walk to the door when Levi called my name. “Elsie?”

Looking over my shoulder, I saw Levi holding out a book in his hand. I frowned, wondering what it was. As I took hold of the book, Levi explained, “It’s a book of poems.” My eyes snapped to his, as the words left his lips. He put his hands in the pockets of his sweats. “I took a poetry class last year. I don’t need it no more and thought if you like poems, and you’re still needing to be in bed and rest…” he trailed off, sucking in the bottom corner of his lip, as he did.

I didn’t know how to react. I held the book tightly in my hand, and moved forward until he looked down at me from his tall height. His face was apprehensive. Unable to do anything else, I timidly rose on tiptoes and pressed a chaste kiss to his cheek.

I heard him inhale sharply. Feeling my face heat, I darted to the door. As the door opened and I stepped outside, Levi followed me to the yard and said, “I’ll watch, to make sure you get in safe. I’ll see you’re in your room when you stand in your window.”

Smiling a goodnight, I rushed through the house. Entering the room that I was staying in, I placed the poetry book and the jar on the dresser top, and moved toward the window to show Levi I was in and safe. As I stepped across the floor, I stopped and a thought came to my head.

My heart beat in tandem with my quick steps as I went back to the dresser and held the neon jar in my hands. As I arrived at the large window, I saw Levi standing in the shadow below. My hands trembled as I stared down; then, with painstaking slowness, I placed the fake lightning bug jar on the window ledge. Its light still shone brightly.

I waited to see what Levi would do. When he stepped into the path of moonlight, his expression soft and gentle, I could see he understood.

This jar was my light.