Call Me Crazy by Anne Heche

Author:Anne Heche
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Scribner

This world is not my home. I’m just a-passin’ through. If heaven’s not my home, then Lord, what would I do? The angels beckon me from heaven’s open door, And I can’t feel at home in this world anymore.

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It was my twentieth birthday and Nick said he had a surprise for me. I was to get dressed up in my fanciest of fancy before I left for work so that I was dressed for the occasion. He was going to pick me up at the studio and take me out someplace that I couldn’t possibly guess. All day I was excited. Only one of the twins was working that day by complete accident, so I was going to be off work by midafternoon, a rare occurrence. When they called cut! on the last of my scenes, I tore up to my dressing room, got dressed, and ran outside to where Nick was waiting at the curb in a cab. We drove hand in hand into the city, with Nick taunting me the whole way about his surprise. When we pulled up to the heliport on the West Side of Manhattan, you bet your ass I was shocked. Nick had rented a helicopter to take me up and see the city from above. We loaded into the chopper just as the sun was about to set and took off into the gorgeous night sky. We flew all the way to Brooklyn to see over the studio and back around to see the glory of the glistening Manhattan skyline. Nothing could’ve been more beautiful.

When we were circling right above the head of the Statue of Liberty, Nick reached into his breast pocket and started saying something over the noise of the beating rotors.

“What?” I couldn’t hear him. He looked like he was trying to be romantic, but it was impossible to be romantic and be heard at the same time.

“WILL YOU MARRY ME?”

It couldn’t be. I mean, I liked that he was putting such effort into my birthday and all, but marriage? I was only twenty years old, and we fought practically every day now. I decided to delay.

“WHAT?” I yelled again. “I CAN’T HEAR YOU!” I thought maybe he would get cold feet and think of another thing to holler, like I love you! or Nice night, isn’t it? or Look at her crown, how it sparkles! But no such luck.

“WILL. YOU. MARRY. ME?” He said it so slow and so loud that I couldn’t think it was anything other than what it exactly was. A proposal. Each syllable was so clearly enunciated it fell on my ears like molasses. I thought I was in molasses.

How do you tell a man in a chopper that you don’t want to marry him? He went through all this trouble. He thought it through so clearly. He spent all this money. He was showing me he cared, and isn’t that all a woman wants? We were flying over the Statue of Liberty

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