perpetual anticipation is good for the soul but it's bad for the heart

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[indurare]

He liked to think he was, but the wife always knows.

[Ashley is the type who thought he could have whatever he wanted to boot.]

Honestly, he's fortunate that I came to care dearly for Scarlett, otherwise things would have ended much differently.

[Smarter wives would have driven a larger hurdle between the two of them, but Ashley no longer seeing Scarlett means Melanie no longer seeing Scarlett, and she couldn't have that.]

Scarlett O'Hara saved my life on more than one occasion. If I was going to keep either of them, it would be her.

[unforgivably]

And you got Rhett in the conscious uncoupling.

( Her situation is really fascinating. )

Explain to me, what's so haunting about this haunted hayride.

[indurare]

You mean aside from the spectre of Ashley Wilkes that we've conjured in conversation?

[Because that certainly feels like a haunting enough.]

I think it's supposed to be the scarecrows.

[unforgivably]

( He wouldn't call that haunting, he'd call it conversational color. Guy sounds like an outright knob, though, if he's borrowing UK terminology. )

Scary.

( Not so much. )

Do you think about him much, Ashley?

[indurare]

Only when I'm feeling particularly morose. Or Scarlett and Rhett get into a row and decide to reopen old wounds.

[But otherwise, no. She doesn't spend a lot of time lingering on him.]

[unforgivably]

It sounds like he's better left in the past, and you have a pretty good foothold in your future.

( He cheers his hot cider, huddled close to her on their hayride. )

Happy Halloween, Melanie.

[indurare]

[She smiles as she shifts in closer, clinking her cider against his.]

Happy Halloween, Damon.

[And with that, they will enjoy their hayride like the old friends they are.]