We broke apart to the sound of a shriek. The two of us turned around to
see
her looking at us. She continued screaming as she ran for the door and tried to open it.
Luckily, she could only reach one lock. She was safe for now. "Why did you
kiss
him?" she screamed. I bent down to her level. "Molly, go to your room and
I'll be there in a minute." "No!" she shrieked. "What?" I asked. She stuck out her tongue and made her way to her room.
"Should I?" he asked.
"Yeah," I said, opening the door.
"I'll see you tomorrow."
"Yeah."
"Abby?" he asked.
"Hmm?"
"Do you regret it, kissing?"
I knew the answer. "No." He smiled. "Me either." I smiled back as I
softly shut the door. I found my way to her room and opened the door,
grabbing a book off the shelf. "Why you kiss him?" she asked again.
"Do you remember this story?" I asked, sitting on the edge of her bed. She
nodded. "Well, remember what happened when the prince saw Cinderella?" Again
she nodded. "They fell in love," she said. "Right, they fell in love, and
they didn't even know each other. It was love at first sight."
"So?" she asked, growing impatient. "So, I think that that's what
happened with Dr. Carter." "You love him?" she asked. "I think so," I told her.
"Does he love you?" I paused. "I don't know," I answered. "You should tell him," she said. "When did you get so smart?" I asked. "I was always this way." I laughed. "Good night princess Molly," I said, kissing her on
the
forehead and leaving the room.
"Wait!" she called. "What?" I asked. "Read me Cinderella, please?"
Reentering the room, I began the story, "Once upon a time, there was a
little girl who had everything she wanted, except, a mother. So, her father,
the king, remarried a horrible step mother with two horrible daughters. Soon
the father passed away........."
"The two fell in love and were married upon their return to the castle, and
they lived happily ever after, the end." She had fallen asleep during the
story, but something told me to finish it. "Good night," I said as I kissed her, her thumb in her mouth and her blanket securely in her arms.
Turning on her night light I exited the room and closed the door. I picked up the
phone and called the only person I knew I could talk to. Him.
"Hello?" he said when he picked up the phone. "Hey, it's me," I answered. "Hey you," he replied, as all signs of drowsiness disappeared from his
voice. "I wanted to talk," I told him.
"Me too."
"About before"
He began, "What was that?"
"A kiss" I offered.
"I mean, where are we?" he asked.
"Where do you want to be?"
"Together."
"Me too."
" So, is there an us?" he asked.
"I believe there is," I answered.
"What are you doing tomorrow?"
"Nothing."
"I'll pick you up at seven."
"Where are we going?"
"Out."
"Out where?"
"You'll find out."
"You are a man of many mysteries, Dr. Carter."
"Indeed I am."
"See you tomorrow?"
"You can count on it."
her looking at us. She continued screaming as she ran for the door and tried to open it.
Luckily, she could only reach one lock. She was safe for now. "Why did you
kiss
him?" she screamed. I bent down to her level. "Molly, go to your room and
I'll be there in a minute." "No!" she shrieked. "What?" I asked. She stuck out her tongue and made her way to her room.
"Should I?" he asked.
"Yeah," I said, opening the door.
"I'll see you tomorrow."
"Yeah."
"Abby?" he asked.
"Hmm?"
"Do you regret it, kissing?"
I knew the answer. "No." He smiled. "Me either." I smiled back as I
softly shut the door. I found my way to her room and opened the door,
grabbing a book off the shelf. "Why you kiss him?" she asked again.
"Do you remember this story?" I asked, sitting on the edge of her bed. She
nodded. "Well, remember what happened when the prince saw Cinderella?" Again
she nodded. "They fell in love," she said. "Right, they fell in love, and
they didn't even know each other. It was love at first sight."
"So?" she asked, growing impatient. "So, I think that that's what
happened with Dr. Carter." "You love him?" she asked. "I think so," I told her.
"Does he love you?" I paused. "I don't know," I answered. "You should tell him," she said. "When did you get so smart?" I asked. "I was always this way." I laughed. "Good night princess Molly," I said, kissing her on
the
forehead and leaving the room.
"Wait!" she called. "What?" I asked. "Read me Cinderella, please?"
Reentering the room, I began the story, "Once upon a time, there was a
little girl who had everything she wanted, except, a mother. So, her father,
the king, remarried a horrible step mother with two horrible daughters. Soon
the father passed away........."
"The two fell in love and were married upon their return to the castle, and
they lived happily ever after, the end." She had fallen asleep during the
story, but something told me to finish it. "Good night," I said as I kissed her, her thumb in her mouth and her blanket securely in her arms.
Turning on her night light I exited the room and closed the door. I picked up the
phone and called the only person I knew I could talk to. Him.
"Hello?" he said when he picked up the phone. "Hey, it's me," I answered. "Hey you," he replied, as all signs of drowsiness disappeared from his
voice. "I wanted to talk," I told him.
"Me too."
"About before"
He began, "What was that?"
"A kiss" I offered.
"I mean, where are we?" he asked.
"Where do you want to be?"
"Together."
"Me too."
" So, is there an us?" he asked.
"I believe there is," I answered.
"What are you doing tomorrow?"
"Nothing."
"I'll pick you up at seven."
"Where are we going?"
"Out."
"Out where?"
"You'll find out."
"You are a man of many mysteries, Dr. Carter."
"Indeed I am."
"See you tomorrow?"
"You can count on it."