Something to be aware of with this story; it's my writer's block story.Therefore updates will be sporadic if best and I don't know how long this will be. I see it being no more than 10 chapters if that; but I never go with what I say. And I know nothing about the army or the ongoings related to it, so just nod your head and say okay.

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I saw her for the first time today, loading food into a Peace Corps truck for the starving children. We were on a tour going through Africa and had just stopped at an army base camp. I wanted to approach her, with her honey wheat hair and smooth curves. She smiled at everyone that approached her and my mouth got dry just watching her work. I felt like I was looking at a sculpture of a goddess just flitting around doing her best to improve the world. She spread her love and joy to all, and if she would just turn to me and look at me I would get up and walk over to her. I would muster up all the courage and strength I used every day to fight the evil in the world and ask her out. I don't know where we'd go, but she'd say yes and I would pick her up and whirl her around in front of my whole unit and her friends. If she'd just turn around and look at me.

I ignored the conversations going on around me as my buddies talked about the newest Maxim that the mail courier brought us, or the special can of beans we got to eat tonight instead of the on the go mush we usually ate. They all tried to snap me out of my trance, and one even went as far as to dump water on me, but all I could see was her. How could they not see her? In her short denim shorts and white tshirts, she was simply glowing. My heart was in my throat as the seconds turned into minutes and I knew soon that if she didn't turn and look the moment would be gone and I'd probably never see her again. She'd marry some other man and have beautiful babies, a white picket fence, and the whole god damn nine yards. But I wanted her to have that with me. A man she had never talked to or seen before in her life.

That was it. I was going to do it. Fuck if she had looked at me yet or not. As I stood and attempted to brush the dirt and sweat off of my uniform I looked up and her truck was gone. I went in a full 360, like a crazed father looking for his missing daughter at a carnival. Where had my blonde goddess gone? I swallowed deeply as I realized I had missed my chance. I rubbed my palms in my eyes angrily. Maybe I had imagined it. Maybe in this sweltering desert I had finally lost my mind and had seen a mirage.

"Hey, Eric man, you doing okay?"

I took my hands out of my eyes and looked over to see my best friend Alcide coming up to me. His shaggy black hair was pushed back by a stupid blue bandana I had bought him in Djbouti and there was sweat dripping down his face. I wasn't the only one suffering in this heat.

"Did you see her?" I sounded crazed.

"That sexy blonde piece of ass?"

"No the beautiful blonde goddess." I was exasperated.

"Yeah, the truck is going from village to village. You know how the Peace Corps people are, always on the move."

"I was going to – "

"C'mon man. You'll either see her again or you won't. If it was meant to be, then it'll happen. Maybe the timing wasn't right." Alcide had always been a strong believer in karma and destiny. I'd believe when I saw it, if it ever happened.

I'm glad we didn't make bets on it.

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