"I guess this time you're really leaving, I heard your
Suitcase say goodbye. And as my broken heart lies
Bleeding, you say true love is suicide. You say
You've cried a thousand rivers, and now you're
Swimming for the shore. You left me drowning in
My tears and you won't save me anymore.
And I pray to God you'll give me once more chance girl.
I'll be there for you, these five words I swear to you,
When you breathe I wanna be the air for you,
I'll be there for you. I'd live and I'd die fore you
Steal the sun from the sky for you. Words can't
Say what love can do, I'll be there for you,"
-"I'll Be There For You", Bon Jovi
Sandra sat on the beach watching the sunset along the horizon. The wind blew softly over her body, causing her to shiver. She dug her toes into the cool sand. She ran her hand over the white sand, feeling its fine grain under her fingers.
Anthony wheeled his chair down the sidewalk that over looked the beach. He could see Sandra lying on the beach, absorbing the last of the daylight. Today was the day and he couldn't wait to share it with her.
Sandra took a deep breath and stretched her arms. To her there was nothing more relaxing than being at the beach at sunset listening to the waves break along the shore.
"Sandra," a male voice said touching her shoulder.
She turned around seeing Anthony standing behind her. "Oh my God…" she immediately stood up. "You're standing!"
"Yeah," he laughed.
"This is fantastic!" she hugged him. "How long have you been able to do this?"
"A few days…I wanted to show you when I was sure I could do it,"
"This is amazing…how did you know I as down here?"
"Barbara told me," he stroked her hair.
"I'm so happy that you can walk again," she wrapped her arms around his neck and he pulled her body close to his. He gently brought his face down to hers and kissed her lips. As they kissed Sandra felt a sudden sinking of dread consume her. She didn't expect him to be walking so soon and in some ways she feared it.
He pulled away from her. "Sorry…but I need to sit…I can't stand for too long."
"Okay…can you make it back to your chair?"
"Yeah,"
"Alright. I'll get packed up here and I'll meet you up there," he nodded and hobbled back to his wheel chair.
Sandra gathered her towel, sandals and pulled a T-shirt on over her bathing suit then walked up to Anthony on the sidewalk. "Are you busy tonight?" he asked.
"No,"
"Meet me at the coffee shop tonight at seven okay?"
"Sure," she smiled.
"See you tonight," he took her hand kissing it and wheeled off.
Sandra bit her lip and played what she was going to do in her head. She then sighed and went back to the hut.
* * *
Sandra walked into the coffee shop and spotted Anthony sitting at the table in the corner. He was looking into his cup of coffee and tapping his fingers on the table. She frowned at the decision she was making but she felt it was for the best, for both of them.
She approached the table with a false smile. "Hey Tony."
He smiled at the sight of her. These last few weeks had been magic to him and tonight he was going to tell her. "Hey, have a seat." She sat across from him. "Sandy…there's something I need to tell you."
"What is it?"
He reached over taking her hand. "Sandy…these weeks have been great…I mean I've liked you since we were shipped here and tonight…I just wanted to tell you that…"
Don't say it. She thought. Please don't say it. "I love you Sandra."
No…he said it. Why did he have to say it? "Anthony…this…I don't think we're going to work out."
He felt someone had punched him in the gut. "What? Why not?"
"I'm sorry Anthony…I've got to go." Holding in tears she got up from the table and walked out of the shop.
Anthony sat there in shock. He felt one warm teardrop make its way down his cheek.
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