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When he neared the spot he was surprised to see the woman sitting on the lowest step, her eyes rimmed and her cheeks tearstroked.
"Hey," he softly addressed her.
She slightly smiled up at him, then shifted uncomfortably. "Listen, I'm sorry about the way I reacted. It caught me totally off guard, and I'm still quite shaken."
Logan nodded. "I'm sorry I threw it at you like that."
"Anyway, I have thought about...Max was it?" Logan nodded. "I have thought about Max every day since back then. I always wondered what had happened to her, and I always felt guilty for what I did back then. And, you know, in my wildest dreams I imagined what it would be like to meet her, somewhere in a busy street, we would cross paths and immediately recognize each other, embrace each other and I would tell her how sorry I am, and she would forgive me."
"I don't know what meeting her would be like, but if you want to you can find out." Logan placed his hand on her arm. "She is here with me."
Helen looked up in shock. "You mean, here, in Canada, in town?"
Logan nodded again.
She stared at the man seated in front of her. "Who are you? Why are you doing this for her?"
Logan smiled sadly. "Maybe because I know what it is like to be all alone in this world, maybe because I promised to try everything I could to make this happen- or maybe because I love her." He had never admitted that to anyone before, and he sure as hell had not planned to tell that to a total stranger. It just had slipped before he had even realized what he had said.
Helen looked at him with huge eyes. "She is a soldier. She was not made to love."
"You don't know her at all, so don't judge her."
The woman cast her eyes down and nodded. "You are right. Do you really think this is a good idea?"
"I honestly don't know how she is going to react, but I know that she dreamt of that, that she would want to see you. Just give her some time, ok?"
Helen suddenly got up. "I can't do that, I'm the one who needs time, I...I'll call you." With that she ran up the stairs and disappeared into the house.
Logan sat there for a long moment. He would have to accept that reaction, he only hoped Helen would come up with the right decision eventually.
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When he entered the hotel room he was still distraught and deep in thoughts. He understood the reaction on some level, after all, he just had showed up throwing the facts at her, giving her no chance to prepare.
"Hey!" Max peeked around the corner to the grand room in the back of the suite. "How did it go?"
"Ok, I guess."
"Did you get what you needed?"
"No, not really. Not yet, anyway." He finally looked directly at her. "So, how was your day?"
"Fun." She grinned widely. "I even got you something!"
"Great, a present for me I paid for," Logan replied sarcastically, but with a hint of humor.
"Don't be such a pain in the ass, could be a little grateful."
"Yes, you are right. Thank you so much. - For what anyway?"
Max disappeared around the corner and Logan curiously followed her. Then he stopped abruptly. "Swimming shorts, wow."
"I wasn't sure you brought any, and, you know, we wanted to go swimming tomorrow morning."
"YOU wanted to go swimming."
"Whatever. I hope they fit."
"I'm sure they would, but I really don't want to..."
"No chickening out, we are on vacation, remember? And that includes having some fun."
"Only that our ideas of what fun is are slightly different, Max."
"We'll see about that." Max was not going to back down. She would force him to enjoy himself. "You know what? I'm gonna hit thw gym now, and afterwards we can go out for dinner, what do you think?"
"Yeah, sounds good to me. So you don't mind if I boot up my laptop?" He carefully brought the work topic up.
Max just shrugged. "If you can't help it, knock yourself out. Have fun!"
"Thanks."
**
Logan had a goofy grin on his face when he followed Max into the restaurant a few hours later. She was dressed in a simple black dress that looked breathtaking on her. He could see all the other men turn their heads to look after that beauty. And for once he didn't care what they thought about him, he was the one who would share a table with her, he and nobody else.
After a short, comfortable silence Max was the first to speak. "So what is his job all about, Logan? Are you eventually gonna need my help, or why am I here?"
Logan looked at her evasively. "How about we are not gonna talk about business tonight?"
"Ok." Max didn't sound convinced. So he continued.
"And Max, you are here because I wanted you to be here, not because of any job I had in mind. And you are here because I might have something for you, but I can't say anything else right now. Please, just leave it for now."
"Whatever." Max shrugged. "So what would you recommend I should eat?"
Logan sighed inwardly, for now the topic seemed to be finished. "Maybe some fish? We hardly get that in Seattle."
Max nodded, but kept on reading the menu when suddenly Logan's cell phone rang. With an apologizing look he reached for it and flipped it open. "Yeah."
Max sighed and stood up. "I'm gonna use the toilet while you are busy," she snapped at him. Hadn't he promised to spend a nice evening with her, and now it was just work again!
Logan frowned at the comment, but was somewhat glad she was out of listening range. "Helen? What's up?"
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When he neared the spot he was surprised to see the woman sitting on the lowest step, her eyes rimmed and her cheeks tearstroked.
"Hey," he softly addressed her.
She slightly smiled up at him, then shifted uncomfortably. "Listen, I'm sorry about the way I reacted. It caught me totally off guard, and I'm still quite shaken."
Logan nodded. "I'm sorry I threw it at you like that."
"Anyway, I have thought about...Max was it?" Logan nodded. "I have thought about Max every day since back then. I always wondered what had happened to her, and I always felt guilty for what I did back then. And, you know, in my wildest dreams I imagined what it would be like to meet her, somewhere in a busy street, we would cross paths and immediately recognize each other, embrace each other and I would tell her how sorry I am, and she would forgive me."
"I don't know what meeting her would be like, but if you want to you can find out." Logan placed his hand on her arm. "She is here with me."
Helen looked up in shock. "You mean, here, in Canada, in town?"
Logan nodded again.
She stared at the man seated in front of her. "Who are you? Why are you doing this for her?"
Logan smiled sadly. "Maybe because I know what it is like to be all alone in this world, maybe because I promised to try everything I could to make this happen- or maybe because I love her." He had never admitted that to anyone before, and he sure as hell had not planned to tell that to a total stranger. It just had slipped before he had even realized what he had said.
Helen looked at him with huge eyes. "She is a soldier. She was not made to love."
"You don't know her at all, so don't judge her."
The woman cast her eyes down and nodded. "You are right. Do you really think this is a good idea?"
"I honestly don't know how she is going to react, but I know that she dreamt of that, that she would want to see you. Just give her some time, ok?"
Helen suddenly got up. "I can't do that, I'm the one who needs time, I...I'll call you." With that she ran up the stairs and disappeared into the house.
Logan sat there for a long moment. He would have to accept that reaction, he only hoped Helen would come up with the right decision eventually.
**
When he entered the hotel room he was still distraught and deep in thoughts. He understood the reaction on some level, after all, he just had showed up throwing the facts at her, giving her no chance to prepare.
"Hey!" Max peeked around the corner to the grand room in the back of the suite. "How did it go?"
"Ok, I guess."
"Did you get what you needed?"
"No, not really. Not yet, anyway." He finally looked directly at her. "So, how was your day?"
"Fun." She grinned widely. "I even got you something!"
"Great, a present for me I paid for," Logan replied sarcastically, but with a hint of humor.
"Don't be such a pain in the ass, could be a little grateful."
"Yes, you are right. Thank you so much. - For what anyway?"
Max disappeared around the corner and Logan curiously followed her. Then he stopped abruptly. "Swimming shorts, wow."
"I wasn't sure you brought any, and, you know, we wanted to go swimming tomorrow morning."
"YOU wanted to go swimming."
"Whatever. I hope they fit."
"I'm sure they would, but I really don't want to..."
"No chickening out, we are on vacation, remember? And that includes having some fun."
"Only that our ideas of what fun is are slightly different, Max."
"We'll see about that." Max was not going to back down. She would force him to enjoy himself. "You know what? I'm gonna hit thw gym now, and afterwards we can go out for dinner, what do you think?"
"Yeah, sounds good to me. So you don't mind if I boot up my laptop?" He carefully brought the work topic up.
Max just shrugged. "If you can't help it, knock yourself out. Have fun!"
"Thanks."
**
Logan had a goofy grin on his face when he followed Max into the restaurant a few hours later. She was dressed in a simple black dress that looked breathtaking on her. He could see all the other men turn their heads to look after that beauty. And for once he didn't care what they thought about him, he was the one who would share a table with her, he and nobody else.
After a short, comfortable silence Max was the first to speak. "So what is his job all about, Logan? Are you eventually gonna need my help, or why am I here?"
Logan looked at her evasively. "How about we are not gonna talk about business tonight?"
"Ok." Max didn't sound convinced. So he continued.
"And Max, you are here because I wanted you to be here, not because of any job I had in mind. And you are here because I might have something for you, but I can't say anything else right now. Please, just leave it for now."
"Whatever." Max shrugged. "So what would you recommend I should eat?"
Logan sighed inwardly, for now the topic seemed to be finished. "Maybe some fish? We hardly get that in Seattle."
Max nodded, but kept on reading the menu when suddenly Logan's cell phone rang. With an apologizing look he reached for it and flipped it open. "Yeah."
Max sighed and stood up. "I'm gonna use the toilet while you are busy," she snapped at him. Hadn't he promised to spend a nice evening with her, and now it was just work again!
Logan frowned at the comment, but was somewhat glad she was out of listening range. "Helen? What's up?"
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