Character Interview
Me: Hey David, have a seat! We need to have a little chat! *smiles knowingly as David sits across the table from me* Note to self: he looks a little pissed at me. Can’t imagine why? :)
David: What’s this all about anyway? You bring me here to mess with my life some more?
Me: *cringes* Um, yeah…about that? I’m sorry.
David: *shrugs* Guess it’s your job as an author, huh? *smiles…just a little bit* I should probably apologize too. I haven’t been the easiest of characters to write about, huh?
Me: Let’s just call it a tie and shake on it, k? *reaches across the table to shake*
David: *Grins and shakes his head…and my hand*
Me: Okay then. I brought you to my humble abode today because I wanted to just hang. Find out what’s been going on since I last left you on that dance floor with your wife might I add? *See…I’m not all that bad*
David: *Sits back in his chair and folds his arms over his chest. That grin of his face is truly infectious might I add.* I’ve been really good, actually. You did well. Abs is at home on bed rest though…did you know about that? *raises one brow in suspicion*
Me: *giggles* Nope, not this time buddy. Is she okay?
David: She’s great. Better than great. Just dealing with a little blood pressure issue. Nothing major. She’s set to be induced next Monday.
Me: *claps all too giddily for my own good* Well hot damn. I can’t wait to be a book auntie. You ready to tell us about this baby now?
David: *Smiles brightly* You mean, about my daughter? Heather?
Me: *gets all teary eyed* You seriously did not name your baby after me, did you?
David: *leans forward resting his elbows against my table* Of course we are. You and fate brought us together in the end, so we figured that was the perfect thanks.
Me: *tears* Okay…moving on before I get blubbery. Tell me about you…how you’ve been feeling. How the leg is, and what you’re doing now?
David: Well, I’m feeling really good. The prosthetic is finally working out right. I just finished school a week ago and am now a full time physical therapist. Mainly I work with kids though. Easier than dealing with cranky asses like myself.
Me: *nods* Yeah…you got way too broody for me for a while there in your story, you know. I think you irritated a few of my readers even.
David: *frowns, but doesn’t respond.*
Me: *Leans over the table to pat his hands* It’s all good. That was just you. I get it and I wouldn’t have you any other way.
David: *grins again*
Me: *Man…this boy/man is something else.* Okay, let’s talk about something serious. What were you thinking that night in the car when you and Abs first got together?
David: I wasn’t thinking. I was drunk and stupid.
Me: No…you were in love and needing her.
David: Okay, fine. Yes. I admit it. But it wasn’t the right time for us. Timing is everything, right? I mean, I needed to grow up. Be a man. It just took me a long as time to get there. Don’t knock me for wanting to make sure, Ms. Van Fleet.
Me: *Grins and shakes head* Yeah, I get it. Moving on. How’s your mom?
David: Healthy. Happy. Eagerly waiting for her first grandchild to be born. I really feel sorry for my little Heather. She’s in for it being the first Anderson grandchild and all.
Me: *smiles* She’s amazing. I love that woman like my own mom.
David: She is. I treated her pretty badly in the past, but we’ve never been closer.
Me: Good to hear. Give her my love. And your dad the mountain man hugs too.
David: Yep, no problem.
Me: Okay, rapid fire question time. You ready for this?
David *brows pinch together. The evil glare is back.*
ME: Number one: boxers or briefs.
David: *throws head back to stare at the ceiling. His cheeks are bright red* Boxers.
Me: Fate or Destiny.
David: What’s difference?
Me: Just answer it.
David: *frowns* Fate.
Me: Next one: favorite flower type?
David: What am I, a girl?
Me: *growls*
David: Fine. Roses. Wasn’t that obvious enough for you?
Me: Oh yeah. The infamous flower/wooing scene. I think I might have swooned over you a bit myself.
David: *rolls eyes*
Me: Final one before I let you go back to your wifey.
David: Good. *huffs*
Me: *rolls eyes* Who do you look up to the most in your life and why?
David: There are two people I look up to the most. One is my twin sister, Harley. That girl is one hell of a fighter.
Me: She is, isn’t she? I miss her. Off the subject, how is she?
David: Good, her and surfer boy are hauled up in Santa Cruz still. She got a job at a local architect firm and Masons probably slacking in the ocean somewhere like a fool.
Me: Hey, don’t knock Mason. I heart that boy.
David *rolls eyes.*
Me: Okay, moving on again. Who is the other person you look up to the most?
David: My mom. She’s a fighter too. Cancer free and living a life most twenty year olds would dream of. Now that dad’s retired, they’re renovating the house. Just got a puppy to fill the ‘empty nest’ syndrome.
Me: Aww…I love those two.
David: *frowns and reaches into his pocket to pull out his vibrating cell* Shit. *Eyes me with evil disdain*
Me: *Grins knowingly. I am the author in fact. I really do have all the control here.* You best get to your butt to Abs. My guess is this is not going to be an easy labor.
David: *Stands from the table, glaring down at me*
Me: Love you too David!
David: Ha! *shakes his head, smiling anyways as he heads towards the door.*
That boy is going to be one amazing daddy. :)