Tales of Eddie and Martha

"Sometimes you can be so stony-hearted," Eddie said to Martha as they made their way through the willowwacks, sludge covering their rubber boots thanks to the downpour of the previous day. Martha's cheeks turned almost crimson, and she began the usual fanfare of huffing and puffing reserved for whenever Eddie really irked her. "It's very hard to enjoy the scenery when I'm being insulted," she said. Eddie secretly loved when she got into this mood. He imagined the scent of her lily-of-the-valley perfume becoming stronger as she haughtily perspired. Her concern for the plight of the Native American people was another soft spot he could get her riled up about. For Martha, it was Eddie's vertiginous tendencies that brought him down a notch or two in her eyes.