Claire arrived at the restaurant and noticed a familiar face waiting for her in the foyer.
"Albert so you're the one who sent me the roses?"
He was dressed in a dark blue suit she'd never seen before, he looked quite handsome
and a little anxious.
"Good evening Claire. Yes, are you surprised to see me?"
"A little yes." She was unsure if he had a crush on her or he was thinking something
else by sending the flowers and inviting her to dinner.
"Did you understand the significance of pink roses?"
"No, I'm afraid I didn't." Claire smiled at him.
"Red is for love, white if for devotion and pink is for friendship." Eberts explained.
"Oh, yes I see." Claire answered not entirely sure she did understand.
"You've seemed so down since Kevin visited us a few months ago. I though perhaps
a night out might help to restore your usual joie de vivre."
"That was very kind of you Albert. Shall we dine then?" Claire took his arm.
"Yes, allow me." Albert Eberts escorted her to their table and held her chair
for her.
"May I say you look beautiful this evening. That dress is very becoming."
Albert smiled as they looked over the menus.
"Thank you. That is a very nice suit, you look very sharp." Claire complimented
him.
They ordered a meal, shared delightful dinner conversation. Albert was very knowledgeable
on many different topics.
"Would you care to dance?" He stood and offered her his hand.
"Yes, that would be lovely." Claire smiled, and accepted his hand.
The music was provided by a sting quartet, she hadn't danced formally since a
fancy New Years Eve dinner several years before. Albert was a talented dancer
and Claire was enjoying dancing with him.
Albert had debated his plan to get Claire out of her doldrums for weeks. At worst
he thought she wouldn't show up for the dinner. Or that she would be uncomfortable
sharing a meal with him. He was thrilled she seemed to be enjoying the evening.
He considered Claire one of his few friends, and he hated seeing her so sad.
"Thank you Albert this was a lovely evening." Claire thanked him as he escorted
her to the car.
"I'm glad you enjoyed yourself." He drove her home and walked with her to the door.
"Well thank you again Albert, I did have a nice time tonight." She placed a hand on
his shoulder and kissed his cheek.
"You're welcome, I'll see you tomorrow." He smiled and waited for her to go inside
before he walked back to his car. There was a spring in his step that hadn't been there
earlier in the day.
Friends, everyone needed friends.
end
"Albert so you're the one who sent me the roses?"
He was dressed in a dark blue suit she'd never seen before, he looked quite handsome
and a little anxious.
"Good evening Claire. Yes, are you surprised to see me?"
"A little yes." She was unsure if he had a crush on her or he was thinking something
else by sending the flowers and inviting her to dinner.
"Did you understand the significance of pink roses?"
"No, I'm afraid I didn't." Claire smiled at him.
"Red is for love, white if for devotion and pink is for friendship." Eberts explained.
"Oh, yes I see." Claire answered not entirely sure she did understand.
"You've seemed so down since Kevin visited us a few months ago. I though perhaps
a night out might help to restore your usual joie de vivre."
"That was very kind of you Albert. Shall we dine then?" Claire took his arm.
"Yes, allow me." Albert Eberts escorted her to their table and held her chair
for her.
"May I say you look beautiful this evening. That dress is very becoming."
Albert smiled as they looked over the menus.
"Thank you. That is a very nice suit, you look very sharp." Claire complimented
him.
They ordered a meal, shared delightful dinner conversation. Albert was very knowledgeable
on many different topics.
"Would you care to dance?" He stood and offered her his hand.
"Yes, that would be lovely." Claire smiled, and accepted his hand.
The music was provided by a sting quartet, she hadn't danced formally since a
fancy New Years Eve dinner several years before. Albert was a talented dancer
and Claire was enjoying dancing with him.
Albert had debated his plan to get Claire out of her doldrums for weeks. At worst
he thought she wouldn't show up for the dinner. Or that she would be uncomfortable
sharing a meal with him. He was thrilled she seemed to be enjoying the evening.
He considered Claire one of his few friends, and he hated seeing her so sad.
"Thank you Albert this was a lovely evening." Claire thanked him as he escorted
her to the car.
"I'm glad you enjoyed yourself." He drove her home and walked with her to the door.
"Well thank you again Albert, I did have a nice time tonight." She placed a hand on
his shoulder and kissed his cheek.
"You're welcome, I'll see you tomorrow." He smiled and waited for her to go inside
before he walked back to his car. There was a spring in his step that hadn't been there
earlier in the day.
Friends, everyone needed friends.
end