Back from California – Donna's Journal
I have hardly had time to write these past weeks, so much has happened – and all of it so wonderful, much more than I could have hoped for or dreamed of. The last time I was writing in this journal I was in California, feeling so miserable and lonely, missing Eric so much that for the first time in my life I constantly felt close to tears. I was so terrified that I had thrown away what we had because of my foolishness and that there would be no way he would feel the same way about me again.
And then all of a sudden, there he was. I thought I had gotten so lightheaded in the California heat that I had dreamed him up - but he really was there , holding me close like he never would let me go again , I could see the same urgency and desperation that had been inside me all those weeks in his eyes. We didn't even have to say that much – everything was there in that first kiss. The few hours we had in the van before the drive back were the most magical of my life – I know that no matter what cold cruelties life throws at me in the years to come all I will need to do is to think of that night to feel warm.
I can't even try to describe all my feelings in the weeks that have followed since then. I feel as if before our stupid break up all those months ago – we were just kids. But it's different now. He is a man and I know that despite all the feminist learning's inside me, I am his.
Kitty and Red were so upset about Eric leaving for Cali without telling them – to be honest, I was trembling a little inside when Red was raging against us for being irresponsible – but Eric never even blinked. He took everything quite serenely and I heard from Jackie that he even told his parents that it was worth it!
The weeks since we came back – I know there are all these other people with us and around us all the time – but I can barely see or hear them when Eric is in the same room , sitting next to me with his arm around my shoulders. Many times , he pulls me to him for open mouthed, urgent kisses in full view of all our friends which he never used to do before – once or twice his parents even walked in and he didn't even break off the kiss then !
He was so cute when he tried to convince my dad not to send me to convent school by getting him a cake – but I can never forget the look on his face when I walked in wearing that stupid school uniform! I'd be lying if I said I didn't feel all hot and bothered at everything that I could see in his eyes right then.
Can you believe this whole week he has been riding his bike all the 10 miles to my school to get me home every evening – after the first day, I kept trying to tell him to let me take the bus and it was too far to ride everyday but he wouldn't hear of it. That whole hour sitting on his bike , leaning back against him and feeling his soft voice against my ear as we rode home – I guess I don't need to explain how much I loved it.
Gotta go now , I can hear Eric coming up the stairs …and id be pretty embarrassed if he read all this !