A Modern Manhattan fairy tale…
Now think. If you had a choice to spend your evenings the next few weeks with a charming, sexy movie star, or with your husband, whom would you choose?
Well, of course you’d choose your husband. He’s your true love. The man you’ve promised yourself to, committed yourself to, till death do you part. Right?
But, what if your husband is a workaholic and, despite the fact that his ambitions are to help people lead better lives, he pretty much ignores you most of the time. So what if you decided to move out on your own? Because you need a break from the discussions and disappointment and stuck in the mud, unable to move forward place you find yourselves in. Because you do, after all, want to find a permanent solution to your marital woes.
Would you like a little company? (Did I mention the sexy movie star?) Well, what if the movie star was — ta dah!!! — Cary Grant!
Well, I don’t mean the real Cary Grant, right? The star of Notorious, and Indiscreet, the hunk in It Takes a Thief and North by Northwest, to name a few of his seventy-two films? I can’t mean Mr. uber-Handsome, Mr. Cleft in his chin, Mr. Very, very cool, classy movie star ICON, right? Because, you’re certainly thinking, isn’t Mr. Grant, well, dead?
Yes, unfortunately he is.
But what if his totally perfect and sexy ghost was currently living in a high-end townhouse in New York City? And he’s sweet and tan and mixes great martinis. He likes white dinner jackets and a heart-to-hearts by the fire where he can lean close and whisper in your ear, “What else can I do for you tonight?”
So, I ask again. If you had to pick between spending the next few weeks with the guy who might have been your biggest mistake in life, or a legend who listens when you talk, always understands what you mean (and looks like a Greek god would look if he was an Englishman), who would you choose?
Hubby? Or Cary?