Emeralds

“Why are you so hateful towards rich people?” asks Lacey.

“The truth is she’s right it actually is a fascinating affair. Most people alive don’t see it but I do and I’m I’m going to discuss it with her.” says Scott Fitzgerald.

“Alright so why do we find it fascinating?” asks Lacey.

“We find it fascinating because there’s people on both sides who are liars and cheats in the most epic sense.” says Scott.

Warrior by AURORA plays.

Listen to the lyrics.

They’re heartbreakingly ironic.

“So…take one sexually frustrated, lonely, beautiful blonde in the Netherlands with a husband who works most of the time in Dubai. Gorgeous platinum blonde, big blue, eyes big lips. Perfect nose is incredibly lonely.

And combine that with an aging, English somewhat grumpy, mildly handsome, fastidious, artistic gentleman in a marriage that’s getting a little worn as it ages.

It sounds like nothing would ever happen. He’s artistic, she’s feminine. She’s in a marriage to a man who works in Dubai. Why would they ever be drawn together? He’s an aging man and she’s still young. Couldn’t she find someone in the Netherlands?

But there’s some thing about their chemistry, possibly in that they both like to lock things away in their hearts…that draws them to each other slowly over time.

Where do they meet? On Instagram?

She shares photos of perfume and her face and her frame and her lips…and he shares photos of shaving cream lotion, and razor blades and talks about life in Scotland repeatedly, endlessly, but very elegantly.

He sees her beauty. …She sees one photo of him on a bike in a tight, biking suit. It’s just a tiny little photo of his body, but then combined with the censorial experience that she imagines from all of his elegant photography, she starts to be swept off her feet when he comments glib charming little things like ‘Night night from Scotland!’ and calls her ‘Young lady’ every time.

And to Lacey, a sad, profoundly depressed, abandoned, lonely, unloved, a 30 year.