Mitch clicked on his webcam option and focussed the lens on the bread. Bits of parsley and pepper speckled the light tan crust.
BethEliza: I'm playing a game of cribbage against a piece of bread?! :D
Miticihi: lol
BethEliza: crap, that cut is gonna cost me. Gic.
Miticihi: Gic? Oh, gift in crib, ok. I'm still getting used to these cribbage ones.
BethEliza: yeh, it took me a while, too.
Miticihi: I downloaded that music you said I should check out. Foreigner.
BethEliza: it's so old but they were a famous band over half a century ago, filled up those concert halls they used to have. Sold out shows. There's something about the guy's voice and the beat of that music, it reminds me of something.
Miticihi: Well, I thought the music was awful.
BethEliza: WHAT!? hahaha!
Miticihi: Seriously, it was worse than some of that new country-techno garbage.
BethEliza: Oh nosa, nosa!
Miticihi: Yessa, yessa.
BethEliza: Give it another chance! I just heard one of their songs I hadn't heard yet. Check out Long, Long Way From Home, it's maybe more of the type of song you'd like.
He accepted the file from her, and as it started to play he watched her on her webcam as she sang the song along with the file that played out to both of them. This song he could like, even if it had sucked as badly as the rest of them. This song made him long for Elizabeth like no other song in the world ever could. He watched her smiling and her hands going out to emphasize each word of the song.
I was inside looking outside
Oh, the millions of faces, but still I'm alone
Waiting, I was ever waiting
I could feel the tension, I was longing for home
I'm looking out for the two of us
And I hope we'll be here when they're through with us
I'm a long way from home