I've had such problems with ff.net recently. It said my account was frozen
until the 27th.so while it may appear that it took forever for me to post
this chapter..well actually it did. But here it is. Chapter 6. Please
review! More chapters to come as I continue to write and write. Sorry if
this one is a little short.it was either post it, or wait and I figured I'd
just go ahead and post.
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"Don't jump!" A voice laughs and I turn quickly, not recognizing it at first.
"I didn't know you were working today."
"I'm covering for just about everybody who's going to." Carter started to say, but then shrugs as his face falls. "I'm surprised Susan let you out of her sight."
"I sort of just left.didn't give her time to react." I smile and take a long sip of my coffee.
"Your hair looks good, it's pretty back like that." He motions towards my hair. All of a sudden, a steady beeping is heard. "It's the ER. I guess I have to get back."
"Yeah, I probably have to get back home."
"Good luck." John nods and starts to turn around, but then turns back. "Wait, I forgot something. I wasn't sure if I'd see you or not, so I stuck it in my pocket anyway."
He digs into his coat pocket and pulls out an envelope and then hands it to me. He gives a small smile and then walks away. I look down trying to figure out what this could possibly be. I reach Susan's car and get in and shut the door. I turn on the engine and then gently use my finger to open the crème colored envelope. A single sheet of paper slides out and I see there is writing on just one side. Taking a breath, I finally start to read it.
Dear Abby,
I wanted to congratulate you on your upcoming marriage. I know a lot of people say this, but I want you to be happy. I don't want there to be hard feelings between us for things that happened a long time ago that either one or both of us regret. I don't want to upset you on what should be a happy day for you, but I just thought you should know the truth.
We met over three years ago. I have to admit I was totally enamored by you even the first time I saw you. I'd been having a bad year, dealing with my family, my girlfriend, even Lucy. That Valentine's Day, when we were talking on the roof was the first time I had had a reasonably normal conversation with someone in a while. Later that night, my life changed forever, but you were still the one normal thing in my life.
I wanted to run after you that night in the lockdown, but I knew to give you your space. You once mentioned a dance you do with your mother. We have our own dance. I tend to keep my feelings to myself, until I can't keep them inside anymore, then we grow apart until you amaze me somehow and we become friends again. I'm sorry, but I can't do this cycle anymore.
I thought I'd tell you before word got around and you hadn't heard it from me. I'm moving to Boston. There are too many memories in Chicago and I figured its time for a change. I don't know if I'll ever come back so this is good-bye. I'm sorry it's not in person, but its better this way. Good-bye.
Carter
My hand immediately goes to my head as I re-read the last paragraph again. I have no idea what to do right now. I need some kind of sign. My cell phone interrupts my thoughts. The caller ID shows Michael's number. Please don't let this be my sign.
"Hi."
"I know we're not supposed to see each other, but I wanted to talk to you."
"Where are you?"
"My brother's house. I don't have to see you in person, I just want to hear your voice. Where are you?"
"Driving around."
"Driving where?"
"The river."
"You okay? Your voice sounds funny."
"I'm fine. Look, I have to go. I need to get back to Susan."
"Okay, I'll see you later. I love you."
"I know. Bye."
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"Don't jump!" A voice laughs and I turn quickly, not recognizing it at first.
"I didn't know you were working today."
"I'm covering for just about everybody who's going to." Carter started to say, but then shrugs as his face falls. "I'm surprised Susan let you out of her sight."
"I sort of just left.didn't give her time to react." I smile and take a long sip of my coffee.
"Your hair looks good, it's pretty back like that." He motions towards my hair. All of a sudden, a steady beeping is heard. "It's the ER. I guess I have to get back."
"Yeah, I probably have to get back home."
"Good luck." John nods and starts to turn around, but then turns back. "Wait, I forgot something. I wasn't sure if I'd see you or not, so I stuck it in my pocket anyway."
He digs into his coat pocket and pulls out an envelope and then hands it to me. He gives a small smile and then walks away. I look down trying to figure out what this could possibly be. I reach Susan's car and get in and shut the door. I turn on the engine and then gently use my finger to open the crème colored envelope. A single sheet of paper slides out and I see there is writing on just one side. Taking a breath, I finally start to read it.
Dear Abby,
I wanted to congratulate you on your upcoming marriage. I know a lot of people say this, but I want you to be happy. I don't want there to be hard feelings between us for things that happened a long time ago that either one or both of us regret. I don't want to upset you on what should be a happy day for you, but I just thought you should know the truth.
We met over three years ago. I have to admit I was totally enamored by you even the first time I saw you. I'd been having a bad year, dealing with my family, my girlfriend, even Lucy. That Valentine's Day, when we were talking on the roof was the first time I had had a reasonably normal conversation with someone in a while. Later that night, my life changed forever, but you were still the one normal thing in my life.
I wanted to run after you that night in the lockdown, but I knew to give you your space. You once mentioned a dance you do with your mother. We have our own dance. I tend to keep my feelings to myself, until I can't keep them inside anymore, then we grow apart until you amaze me somehow and we become friends again. I'm sorry, but I can't do this cycle anymore.
I thought I'd tell you before word got around and you hadn't heard it from me. I'm moving to Boston. There are too many memories in Chicago and I figured its time for a change. I don't know if I'll ever come back so this is good-bye. I'm sorry it's not in person, but its better this way. Good-bye.
Carter
My hand immediately goes to my head as I re-read the last paragraph again. I have no idea what to do right now. I need some kind of sign. My cell phone interrupts my thoughts. The caller ID shows Michael's number. Please don't let this be my sign.
"Hi."
"I know we're not supposed to see each other, but I wanted to talk to you."
"Where are you?"
"My brother's house. I don't have to see you in person, I just want to hear your voice. Where are you?"
"Driving around."
"Driving where?"
"The river."
"You okay? Your voice sounds funny."
"I'm fine. Look, I have to go. I need to get back to Susan."
"Okay, I'll see you later. I love you."
"I know. Bye."