Kodak Moments
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Sorry if my years are a little off in future chapters, I am trying though:)
Kodak Moments – Chapter Two : Dating
June 6, 1975
John was worried. When he talked to Mary on the phone, he found out that she lived with her father. And her dad was a retired Army O-9. John did a little research at the local library and found out that Mary's dad was Lieutenant General. As far as John could tell, that was the second highest rank in the Army. That meant John was in deep crap – if he screwed up. Which he wouldn't - hopefully.
So as John got ready for his dinner-movie date with Mary, he was antsy. And he had a right to be. John shaved, sprit zed a little cologne, and tossed on his suit. He looked rather nice, if he did say so himself.
Within twenty minutes, John was at the Daniels' home. He took one last glance in the back-view mirror before walking up the walkway. John took a deep breathe then knocked. Immediately the door was opened.
There stood a man about six feet tall. He had dark brown hair with a crew cut and dark green eyes. His skin was lighter beige, which greatly contrasted his dark green t-shirt and black jeans.
"And you are," the man's voice almost boomed.
"John. John Winchester." Being on un-active duty in the Marine Corp made John not stutter in the face of authority. John almost became a mini soldier.
"Ahh… Come in," Mr. Daniels said, sounding rehearsed.
John nodded and stepped in as Mr. Daniel stepped to the side. Mr. Daniels closed the door, led John into the den, and offered John a seat, which he accepted gratefully. That's when hell tried to ram down its gates.
"So where did you meet Mary," Mr. Daniels asked.
"Ice cream polar," John responded without so much as a blink.
"Where do you work?"
"Un-active duty for the Marines…"
"The few, the proud, huh," Mr. Daniels asked a bit bitterly. Of course, with him in the Army and John in the Marines, there would be a little rilvarly – so to speak.
John nodded carefully before adding, "And a secretary at the hospital."
Mr. Daniels' eyes bore into John, almost like they were asking every question. Every single question. John wanted to squirm, he wanted to show discomfort, but he knew it was better that he didn't. Because it showed weakness.
"John, what are your plans for the future," Mr. Daniels asked as he reclined in his own seat.
"Finish college, get married, and maybe have a kid or two," John answered leaving out the fact that he might want to move else where in the U.S.
Mr. Daniels nodded followed by silence, which was welcomed by John. Then they heard footsteps. Down the staircase came Mary. She was dressed in a beautiful blue dress that was down to her knee and brought out her eyes. Her hair was left down, covering her shoulders that were left uncovered by her dress. She had vitually no make-up on and still managed to look like the winner in a Miss America contest.
John and Mr. Daniels stood up, as a sign of respect.
"You look great Mary," John said as he took a step toward Mary whom was now standing at the bottom of the stairs.
Mary nodded gratefully before turning to her father and asking, "Does he meet your liking, daddy?"
Mr. Daniels looked John up and down before answering, "You can date him."
Mary smiled, hugged her dad, and grabbed John's hand, tugging him out the door, all within ten seconds.
"Be back by ten," she called as she shut the front door behind them and turning to John, "Sorry about him… He's controlling. Come on."
And they went on their date. Diner for two, followed by a movie. It was 9:48 when John pulled into her driveway, half expecting to see her daddy sitting on the front porch with a shotgun in hand. But they only found the porch light on and some lights coming from the living room inside.
"That was great John," Mary exclaimed, "Thank you so much!"
John just smiled back at the smiling Mary. Before he could do or say anything, Mary was out of the car closing the door behind her. She looked through the passenger side window and simply said, "Call me later." Giving him one last smile, she went to the front door and entered, leaving John alone outside.
The only thing he could do was ask himself when he would see the blue-eyed beauty again. And though he might not know it, the only thing Mary could think about as she lay down in her room that night was when he would ask her again.
