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  1. if i tell myself

    Boaz had not had much experience with the sort of thing Kate was going through. He followed her gaze as she called his attention to the woman who was tending to her husband. He didn’t understand the history there, but he supposed ultimately, it was not important that he know the history at all. He looked at the table and he shrugged at Kate. Not out of apathy but because he honestly didn’t have much advice. This was out of his depth. When it came to parents and kids, he could do that, he was actually pretty good at that. He had spent long enough with kids and parents had picked up enough that he could offer advice there. He had not been so lucky in relationships that he felt he could offer some kind of advice. ”I am not so well versed in the interactions between husband and wife. Admittedly.” He started. He had however remembered that when his gran was sick, it had been a huge change in the strain his mother felt when they hoiored a burse to look after her. ”Would it be out of the realm of possibility to hire someone to look after him? Someone who could take those things? Who could deal with he fact that his anger is more about his inability to do something than it is about them?” he didn’t know if he was suggesting something that might offend Kate but sometimes… it was better to let someone else do it. ”Sometimes they can handle the fact someone is intolerable a little better. It would give you a bit of a break… you don’t have to atone…” Of course, he had no idea if he was right. He just thought maybe it would be a decent change. ”Maybe it would help separate you from what he’s going through. It may do him good to see you keep living your life…”
  2. if i tell myself

    Letting out a slow nod he knew she knew. ”Sometimes it helps to hear the validation from others. I like the validation even when I already know something.” he had struggled with some things, when his grandmother had been sick, when he had gone through one of the tougher break ups. Kids were a dealbreaker for people and though he didn’t want them, that didn’t mean he didn’t love kids. It confused people he supposed. He wouldn’t cut out the option of someone who already had kids. Then again, he had not really had much luck in that department recently either. He had been on a date or two but they had bored him. They were just- Vapid. He would never understand In spite of the rather inappropriate feelings he had for Hazel’s mom he would continue to offer his friendship. Sometimes a little of something was better than nothing right. That he liked the company regardless of what the feeling was. He listened dor a moment as she talked about the possibility of Matt not being who he was- that they may not fit together like they used to. Part of him wanted to encourage that thought but that was not fair to anyone in the situation. He couldn’t do that to himself, or to her. ”It may take a while to figure out but when he is back to himself… and you guys are together. Its okay if you don’t fit together anymore- it may just be a case of figuring out how to fit together again…If you both want to fit together again.” He watched her for a moment and followed her gaze to see what she was looking at. ”I know what I am offering, and it stands, we all need someone to whine to and wine with.”
  3. if i tell myself

    Boaz could understand both sides of it. He didn’t like when he was not able to care for himself and do the things he should do as a somewhat proper adult. He looked art her and let out a small laugh. ”Are they all miserable bitches?” He had not met too many of them, the quidditch coach, but she was from the neighborhood and so she may have been kind to him because of that. Her dad had always made the best food at the block parties, that was about all he knew about her really. They had been at Tally together too- different houses and they were often in different circles- he was not a magical jock- just a muggle one. ” I imagine you married someone who was fairly capable of taking care of himself in all manners- I could be wrong though, I just don’t see you as someone who would be with someone who is overwhelmingly needy.” Not because she was not nurturing, or because she was a horrible person, he just thought she would need someone independent enough to support her independence. Another thing he could relate to. A woman who was too needy would not do well with Boaz. None of them had in the past anyway. he may change with time but he felt at about 30, he had more or less become set in his ways. ”However, that doesn’t mean that you should bear the brunt of his frustrations you know?” he shrugged. Again he was not a master of relationships, never had been. He just felt there were some universal basics that should be present. ”Hazel gets that from you too. Don’t sell your independence short.” He said with a laugh. ”It will take time, healing is a process that is not for the faint of heart… but the foundation is there yeah?” He said as he looked at the table where the man of the night was sitting. Though not the same one he had seen pictures- the genera l sense of him was there. ”And in the meantime, Cheeto and I are always open to wine and whinging “ he smiled. The cat had found himself interested in Kate and even when the bottle of wine had been in the bin he caught him sniffing around it.
  4. if i tell myself

    When it came to this kind of thing, Boaz was not well equipped with sage advice. He had not had anything like this happen to him before but he had watched his mother care for his grandmother and learned the importance of what it meant for those who give care, to take care. ”Of course” he nodded as he looked at her. He wouldn’t have stayed away, there was nothing to stay away from. Though he had to admit, he was glad he had not allowed things to go further. Boaz knew himself and knew that he was not good about not catching feelings. He tended to be someone who led with his heart and not with anything else. It made some things difficult. It was ne of the reasons he didn’t want children. He was not sure how he would be able to handle having a heart outside of his body. Not to mention he knew how much he gave to his students. He worried about how he would be able to balance those things. ”No complain.” He said. He was not going to judge her. ”I find most things don’t come without a downside. I don’t think caring for anyone is easy…” he suggested as he looked at her. ”No one tells you how hard it is- He was in a coma for a long time, he had to relearn a lot- and we as adults are not really made for that.” He said with a small shrug. It was not something he was worried about- Kate would figure it out. She would make sense of it all. She seemed like the sort of woman who had the ability to make it through just about anything. ”Its okay to be happy, and frustrated with the situation.” It was not like they made a manual for this kind of thing… you just had to figure out how to make it work. ”besides who am I going to tell?” he suggested. IT was not like he shared much about the woman with anyone. Not that he was a man who didn’t gossip, he did gossip with the other teachers, but mostly about their students. ”And it’s not like anyone would believe you and I are friends anyway.” He said with a teasing smile.
  5. if i tell myself

    The sound of his name made him look up to watch the precocious child run towards him. Hazel was a child of her own mind. It was something that he appreciated, she was a natural leader in the classroom. Though sometimes he had to refocus her. She was a lot like her mother in many ways- hopefully Kate saw those things. At least, the fact she had given her child many positive qualities. He liked listening to Hazel as she chattered with her classmates with that confidence. Boaz smiled greeting her with the special handshake the class had made up. It was to help with maintaining boundaries. Not everyone liked to be hugged on all the time. He himself preferred the handshakes they had come up with. A new one with each class. Kate was close behind him and he looked up and smiled at her. Making a face at Hazel as she rolled her eyes. ”Shoes are a good thing little butterfly.” Even with the lopsided pigtails the name seemed fitting for Hazel. He looked over at the man who was Hazel’s father, it was hard to believe anyone could wake up from a coma. But he supposed believing in magic, meant believing in miracles too. The man was proof of that. he was glad his drink had come, he needed something to distract himself from a few things this evening. ”We all abandon our shoes at school sometimes, though not usually in a situation where the floors are sticky with beer and bar food.” he said with a smile. ” Usually the grass or when we are playing games in the classroom.” ”I figured it is not everyday your friend has a miracle happen in their life. I felt it would be good to support you and Hazel tonight in your happiness… I think sometimes we get too caught up on things we forget how to celebrate when things happen.” That and he didn’t get why people would just be friends with someone when the chips were down. Friendship meant you rode all the waves and not just some.
  6. if i tell myself

    Going to the party was something he thought for a long time about. He was not sure if he should go to the celebration. It seemed not that long ago, the mans wife was in his room talking about wanting him. Boaz shouldn’t have stopped her. Then again, given how things turned out- maybe it was better that he did stop himself. He was not dirty little secret, and he didn’t have to feel like a louse about lusting after someone’s wife. Well- he still felt like a louse, but he had at least not acted upon it. That was a good thing. At least for his peace of mind anyway. He also wondered if he should feel bad about feel disappointed the man woke up. He was happy for Kate, she loved the man, there was not too much he could fault her for. Boaz wanted to feel a little slighted but it was not for him to feel anything. He had no claim to the woman. He wondered if she even liked him, or if she was simply just entertaining herself out of boredom. When he looked at himself she was way out of his league. However, he still cared about her, he was still happy her husband was back and he was here to support his student and his friend while they rejoiced in having their father back. He smiled as he passed a familiar face, though they were engaged in conversation so he didn’t stop to talk to them. Looking around he decided he needed a bit of something to drink. It would be enough to get him through the night. He would show his face a bit, maybe see Kate, maybe not. He would figure it out as he got a better feel for the night. Ordering a beer he looked around. ”Not a bad turn out for the night.” he commented with a smile
  7. Little Machinations

    Looking at Cheetoh for a moment he nodded. ”I think, at some point we all hurt someone.” It was something he was fairly accustomed to. Hs grandmother had not been thrilled, he was magical. Letting out a small sigh he understood why she as upset. ”I think the way to live, and this is in my opinion and you know what they say about opinions. People are not good or bad. People do good things, or they do bad things. When you are doing something good, you are good.” He looked at her for a moment and then sighed. ”I live my life in a way that I can teach others, not to interrupt anyone else’s journey.” It was not easy sometimes. ”Letting out a small smile he looked at her.” the trouble with being hazel’s mom was that he very much liked her. <p> ”At some point, all daughter push their mother’s away it’s part of growing up.” He reminded her. ”It wont be a bad thing when she pushed away from you for independence, And she is way ahead of her classmates so it might be sooner than most of the other girls. Please Kate, please stop putting so much pressure on yourself.” he said with a smile as he moved to squeeze her arm. He smiled wide as he did so. ”the problem if that you think you need to be fixed. I don’t think youa re broken to begin with. Those who are broken don’t realize the sins they have committed and you… you realize that you may have things to repent for.” He looked at her and nodded. ”I don’t want you to see yourself as something so terrible, when the reality is that you are not so terrible you are afterall sitting here with me after making a few snap judgements.”
  8. Little Machinations

    Boa had to admit this was a little uncomfortable. It had not been strange to have a woman pay attention to him, it had happened before, and it was not something he had worried too much about in the long run. Women often became upset that he didn’t want children. That he was married to his job and that he was not always interested in spending time together. He was a man who liked the things he liked and he was not about to get himself caught up in something that would be a little more than complicated. This was by far a little more than complicated. Not to mention he was the rebound and Boaz felt he was worthy of more than just a rebound. That and the way she was talking was kind of weirdly possessive to him. A bond for life. Boaz had not remained friends with his Exes for more than a few reasons, even those that ended on good terms. He let out a small chuckle, one that really conveyed he was uncomfortable and not so much that he thought this was a funny situation. ”Kate, I just don’t think this is a good idea.” Which was his honest opinion. ”Because someone is going to get hurt.” that was usually how these things worked. That and there was a third party who could get themselves hurt by something. He was not really looking to hurt the small girl with the tremendous amount of spunk in his classroom. She then seemed to want to be closer to him. He didn’t mind being friends. He didn’t mind talking to her like he had previously. That was not a big deal. He just was not sure they needed to venture anywhere they might have regrets. If her husband did wake up he wouldn’t be comfortable in the position he would be in, he could only imagine what he might think about Boaz being in his place. He listened. He thought about things. He was a man who needed time to really digest things. Especially when they involved him. ”I think being friends is a good thing, that Is okay.” he said as he attempted to set the boundary.
  9. Little Machinations

    Boaz was not easily rattled… usually anyway. women always seemed to do the right things rattle them. Letting out a small chuckle he nodded. ”It’s not just the sobriety to take into account.” He said with a small sigh. It was not as though he knew what he was looking for but based on the conversations he didn’t think that they wanted the same things. Boaz was not just looking for a little something- he wanted something serious in his life. He had tried for the easy breasy thing, but it nnever really worked out for him. He ultimately wanted more- or if he didn’t they did. Relationships were already complicated he was not sure he then wanted to live up to this woman’s husband. The fact was, he couldn’t. ”I think we should think about the fact that my boss is your good friend, your daughter is in my class.” He mentioned. If and when this went south there were still those lasting connections. Glancing at her for a moment. There was no way they got out of this without some kind of pain. Right? Boaz was also not the guy that was picked when it came down to it. Most liked the idea of him, he was a muggle, he had lots of tattoos and he was the sort of guy that pissed your father off when you brought him home. He knew that about himself- but that didn’t mean he still didn’t find himself upset at the idea of it. ”I want to build a relationship with someone. That’s always been my aim.” he said with a small shrug. He didn’t know if she actually wanted that, or if she was looking for a rebound. Boaz felt he was worth more than someone’s rebound. Not that he was better or worse than anyone else… he just wanted more, he deserved more and he didn’t know if Kate was actually able to give him more.
  10. Little Machinations

    Boaz had to admit the first time that he met Kate she was rather terrible to him. However, he was not one to be horrible back. The golden rule was not just something he taught to his students, but he actually believed in it. That and the world was a dismal enough place sometimes, it was nice to be able to practice what he taught. For Boaz it didn’t matter who she was other than another person on their jounery of life and he had no room to judge her for anything really. He was not perfect, nor did he pretend to be. He messed up, he learned, and he would then do better. This however was a new one. Boaz was not unfamiliar with a mom having a crush, but they didn’t usually act upon them. It was one of the many strange things about being a teacher, most of the rime they left him alone but they did make comments. He understood it. He looked at her. The fact was he was actually sort of flattered. He would be lying if he had not noticed Kate was attractive. She was also smart and successful and- the mother of a student. And- she had been drinking. Boaz was not sure he felt comfortable with something happening with alcohol involved. ”I am- blushing because I didn’t think a woman quite like you would be interested.” he said honestly. Attraction for him was not just the physical. She was attractive for many reasons. He chuckled again. ”I would say that you are a woman of confidence and most would find that intimidating, hell when I saw I would have both Kate’s and Alan’s kid in his class. Talk about pressure. ”I also think we’ve been drinking” he said cautiously he didn’t want to offend her. ”And I think for something like that to happen, I would rather us both be clear headed…” which was the truth. It was something that deserved sobriety. ”And I am not saying that, just to deflect… but because I don’t want you to wake up with regrets…” He didn’t. He really didn’t- not to mention how awkward it would be if she did regret it…
  11. Little Machinations

    It was always much harder to accept something for yourself. It was a giant step and there was no guarantee you would land on your feet. That was scary. Letting out a small breath as he leaned forward to accept the offer of wine. He had not had much to drink in a while, mostly because he was here and he didn’t really like the idea of being responsible for someone else’s kid and being intoxicated. The last thing he needed was a scandal and given his appearance they would be quick to judge him, that was the way it went most of the time. ”Its hard to live in limbo, it weighs on someone much more than others would know. Its one of those things you know… everyone goes through something at some point. he was getting to a point were he was rambling. ”A career change?” He questioned sitting back against the wall beside his bed as he looked at her. ”I can see you there, it would be nice to know someone who is a big wig.” he laughed at the idea. ”I think it’s m ore you have the ambition and drive. Ruthless bitch is just what jealous people say.” he said with a smile. He didn’t really know if that was true for sure but he was willing to bet on it. ”I mean, its something to think about. Sometimes we outgrow things… and we have to move on. That is life.” You grew… always. Boaz was all about his growth and he would always look for the glow up. ”To grow we make our self uncomfortable and it sounds like leaving the school would cause some growth.” He said with a nod. ”But it’s not something you have to decide right away yeah? Do what those politicians do and put feelers out for the job you have your eye on.” He was not a genius but he had binged a few political drama’s when he was home. ”and a cute little talking button.” he said with a laugh and then he felt his cheeks get warm with her admission. ”No, no you’re right I cant make you stop that…”[/]b he looked down. ”Thanks that’s very flattering.” he said with a small smile. ’I uh, don’t really know what to say to that.” he chuckled nervously.
  12. Little Machinations

    He nodded. It was not as though he really worried about dating to be honest. It was the last thing he wanted to worry about in the long run. However sometimes he was confronted with it and he managed to handle it the best he could with what he had. The break up with his fiancé had bothered him more than he liked to let on but he usually just kept that all to himself and so unless he was with his sister, he didn’t have to think about it too often. That and he felt like dating was just a way to meet the expectations of someone else while forgetting your own… it was a strange thing… but then he supposed he liked dating when he was into his date. ”I don’t think letting go means any of that you know?” He didn’t think it was wrong to move on when you had the opportunity to. It was hard to stay stuck in something and keep living a life that was fulfilled. He liked to think that most people who passed, or were in the strange situation that her husband was in, would want for their families to be happy. Then again he had no real experience with this. His life was not marred by tragedy… it was average. Aside from the whole magic thing… but that was not tragedy, it was just something that had happened to their family. ”I think letting go just means allowing some of the weight off the load- of course you love him… I don’t think that is the question… its how long can you are in a relationship with someone who cannot reciprocate from no fault of either of you.” He didn’t know anyone who wanted a coma instead of a relationship. He listened to her and he nodded. ”Well serious relationships happen when they happen, I don’t think anyone really goes into something knowing for sure that something will be serious.’ He pointed out though he had the one relationship and much like he had not thought it would be serious he also didn’t see the impending doom when it was in front of him. Cheeto seemed interested in the conversation again and was now sitting up. His tail switching back and forth calmly as Boaz reached over to scratch the cat under it’s chin. ”I think you are at least getting to know what you want. That’s a good first step. Not wantng to be alone helps you move onto what needs to happen next.” Which was hard, taking those steps. ”I think it’s fair to want those things for yourself.”
  13. Little Machinations

    Humbled by the compliment he shook his head. ”Nah- its happened, she does this clever little trick where she invites me somewhere and the set up is there waiting- so ambush blind dates I guess.” He thought for a moment. ”They just have not been right for me. Don’t get me wrong they were nice, and very pretty but nothing was interesting about them.” He was a man who believed in the mental aspect of a relationship. Often times it was far more important than the physical. The ability to take of one another… to want to take care of one another. To not feel bored by the whole thing…There was a need to challenge and be challenged. At least that was the way he saw it. He had not really found that- may be once. It had however ended once the topic of marriage and kids and the future had come up. He was still just a kid basically, who the hell knew what they wanted at 22, not him… Boaz listened as she spoke of her protégé that was now gunning for her job. ”outsiders don’t realize that academia is a blood sport… if only they knew.” he let out a humorless snort and shook his head. ”I think you did what was best for your child… and that’s not a bad thing… I wish more parents would do that.” Ego was a bitch. ”Kill her with kindness.” he said. Though he knew it sounded like a prepackaged answer. ”It may throw her off her game just enough… and you can get a strategy in place to defend your position. Its all about strategy, and clean strategy. Above reproach.” he said. It was something he had heard his mother say a million times. ”Honestly, I have no idea, I am not well versed in wine, this could be the cheapest bottle you could find and I would not be able to tell the difference.” he said with a small chuckle. There was a lot that he had to work on and that may be one of them… there was a class about wine at the rec center back home, maybe he would check that out. Then he could tell Kate about the wine. ”everyone deserves a night. Its hard to pour into someone else when your bucket is empty.” Stress could do that to you. Looking at the woman in front of him he considered what she was asking. It was a complicated problem. ”Well, I don’t think my purpose to tell you what you need to do. This is your life and your family..” He rubbed his face for a moment. ”It is a long time, but I think maybe the question to ask would be ‘are you ready to let go’” he said with a small frown. ”I wish I could tell you what to do.. he said with a smile. ”I think whatever you do, you owe it to yourself to consider your happiness as well.” which was often a bit challenging. ”It may not be the easiest thing to do but… I think its important.” It was not as though he knew much about being married. He just went with the wisdom he had learned over the years. ”And it’ not like you have to know what you are going to do right now…” he said. ”For now you can just chat with me and Cheeto.”
  14. Little Machinations

    Boaz had never been a man who paid much attention to what was going on just beyond his realm of interest and currently that realm was baseball. It had been something he had played, and loved from the time he could actually remember much of anything. He had gone to America once as a boy and he fell for the Yankees, something about how smart they look in the pinstripes. He was currently catching up with some of the games he had missed, well the highlights anyway. he smiled as she watched a rather amazing pitch. He had been a pitcher when he played. He was nothing like the Cuban Missle, Aroldis Chapman… that man… Well- For Boaz it was better than Magic to watch someone throw a 107 mph fastball. ”Did you see that Cheeto?” He asked the rather bored looking cat sitting on his bed. His pearl had turned out to be a male kitten, not that he minded the change, Cheeto also happened to be fond of the crunchy snack, much like Boaz had been. Cheeto looked up and mewed at him before turning his attention to the bird on the windowsill. Which was funny honestly… Cheeto had no interest in chasing the bird, they were friends. It was funny to watch them together. He looked at the small cat and then looked up when there was a knock at his door. Which was strange, he didn’t usually have visitors- and most of the other teachers and he liked their time away from everyone. He stood up and was honestly very surprised. The me in question was one Katherine Belmont. He smiled. ”Oh, don’t worry about it. I think it embarrassed my sister, she’s been trying to set me up for years with no luck, and she has never been so bold as to try that tactic.” he said with a laugh. He thought it had been funny but he figured that Kate was mortified. ”Really it’s not a big deal. It was a first for me however.” He stepped aside to invite her into the tidare yoy room offering her a chair. Cheeto looked up, unimpressed with the company he laid his head back down. ”I do like wine.” He took the bottle and smiled. ”Thank you but you didn’t need to do that.” It was just a simple, harmless letter. At least Boaz had seen it that way. ”However I think to be safe, your daughter and my sister should never meet… “ he said as he paused the TV. ”How are you? Keeping those young ladies at Penrose in line?” he said with a smile.
  15. in with the breeze

    He shrugged. ”I think there is a distinct difference and that is hardly semantics.” he said with a small laugh. He was a relatively good natured person and thanks to the tiny humans he spent most of his time with, he was able to argue with just about anyone. ”I can talk to her, explain the points and counterpoints… I can be amusing.” he said. ”I have to be… you may teach teens but I have to keep a room of kids with second attentions spans occupied for hours on end.” He said with a laugh. There was no comparisons to be made however, they were both teachers but he taught apples and she taught oranges. Boaz nodded. ”Well, maybe.” He had found most of his love of superheroes were too obscure for most of the magical folks he encountered.. Before Boaz could moved things without touching them, he had been all over the idea of saving the world. While he still had that idea, he just went about it in an indirect way. He was teaching those minds that would change the world someday. He was convinced. It was actually pretty cool to see the way kids changed their minds about things as they learned. ”Hell yeah, she was my first crush I am pretty sure… a bad ass chick who saves the day… how can you not want that? He said with a smile. Boaz liked independence in women. It was something to be admired. His mother was a bad ass woman… he figured that had a lot to do with it. ”oh we do load of that… not always planned. I have been the hungry caterpillar more times than I can count. The kids like that guy too much.” He said with a laugh… though honestly, he didn’t mind too much, he liked a chance to act like a complete moron and get paid to do it.
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