1 Chapter 3
I just stood there, staring back at her, waiting for her to make her move. She walks towards me. "I'm sorry if I offended you back there."
"You didn't so there is no need to apologize, my dear," I smiled at her as I said this.
"But you just walked away, before I even had a chance to speak or do anything. All I want to know is why are you here? Why did you come up to me, knowing that I'm the one on your case, I'm the one that will bring you in?"
"You still don't understand do you? After all these years, you still don't have a clue."
"What are you talking about?" She just looked at me quizzically.
"It has been 10 years, Clarice. 10 whole years and you still don't realize my feelings for you. You know that I love, I know that you know that." She just looked at me. Her face was expressionless and I found for the first time that I wasn't able to read her emotions as I used to be able to.
"I know, but you must understand that we can never become lovers."
"Why not?" I asked.
"Because of who we are. I'm an FBI agent, and you are the man I'm hunting. I can't afford to fall in love with you, if I do I'll lose my job, and if you take away my job, what do you have left?"
"You have you, Clarice."
"Jesus, what after school special did you just fall out of?"
"What?"
"Never mind," as she said this she was trying not to laugh. Even now I still don't understand what she meant about that remark.
"So…would you like to explain to me why you can't fall in love with me?"
"Because you are the man that I'm hunting. I thought I've already explained. Also, because I would lose my job."
"But, a life without love is terrible."
"No, living on the street, that's terrible!"
"Clarice, don't let this pass by. You only have one chance in life to be truly happy." I gave her a card that had my cell number on it, and then I walked off into the crowds, praying that she would call that number and reconsider her choice.
I will write more soon, I promise (
I just stood there, staring back at her, waiting for her to make her move. She walks towards me. "I'm sorry if I offended you back there."
"You didn't so there is no need to apologize, my dear," I smiled at her as I said this.
"But you just walked away, before I even had a chance to speak or do anything. All I want to know is why are you here? Why did you come up to me, knowing that I'm the one on your case, I'm the one that will bring you in?"
"You still don't understand do you? After all these years, you still don't have a clue."
"What are you talking about?" She just looked at me quizzically.
"It has been 10 years, Clarice. 10 whole years and you still don't realize my feelings for you. You know that I love, I know that you know that." She just looked at me. Her face was expressionless and I found for the first time that I wasn't able to read her emotions as I used to be able to.
"I know, but you must understand that we can never become lovers."
"Why not?" I asked.
"Because of who we are. I'm an FBI agent, and you are the man I'm hunting. I can't afford to fall in love with you, if I do I'll lose my job, and if you take away my job, what do you have left?"
"You have you, Clarice."
"Jesus, what after school special did you just fall out of?"
"What?"
"Never mind," as she said this she was trying not to laugh. Even now I still don't understand what she meant about that remark.
"So…would you like to explain to me why you can't fall in love with me?"
"Because you are the man that I'm hunting. I thought I've already explained. Also, because I would lose my job."
"But, a life without love is terrible."
"No, living on the street, that's terrible!"
"Clarice, don't let this pass by. You only have one chance in life to be truly happy." I gave her a card that had my cell number on it, and then I walked off into the crowds, praying that she would call that number and reconsider her choice.
I will write more soon, I promise (
