Chapter 20
Moments after his call from AJ was over, Tom Boone's cell phone rang again. He grinned when he saw on the caller ID that it was Randi. "Hello, Randi," he said into the phone.
With a laugh she replied, "So you see how caller ID can make us all a little physic?"
"I can see that. Let me see how well I can do on my own…you know that AJ just called me and you want to know what was said. Right?"
"If I knew he'd called you, why wouldn't I know what was said too?" she asked him.
"Because I've been around you enough to know that it doesn't always work that way. Sometimes you get incredible detail and others you just get the broadest sense of things. And this time I'm guessing the latter because your call came just as I finished talking to him."
"You know me to well, Tommy! Sometimes I hate that about you," she admitted with a sigh.
"And you know I hate being called Tommy, so behave or I won't tell you what he said about you!" taunted Tom.
"He wanted your okay to date me."
"Yep."
"And you told him it was okay with you."
"So far so good."
"He wanted to be very sure."
"Yep again."
"And you told him my favorite flowers."
"Okay, so why did you call then?" he asked in amazement. If she could recite the entire call Tom couldn't figure out what more there was to say.
"Maybe I just wanted to talk to you?" she offered.
"The timing is to suspicious for that Randi. Fess up, what's on your mind?"
A sigh came across the line; there were times when she felt that he did know her too well. "I was concerned that because the two of you are friends that you might have told him about my special ability."
"And you want to tell him yourself? You must care about him already if you're worried about how he'll take the news."
"I already know he's not going to like it. That's why I want to find just the right time."
Tom knew that tone in her voice, he hadn't heard it in a while, but he remembered it well. The last time he heard it was when she would talk about her late husband. He smiled and asked, "Do you know what I'm doing right now?"
She concentrated a few moments and then said, "Flipping through the pages on your desk calendar."
"And do you know why?"
"Yes," she grinned as she paused for a minute before saying, "Go forward three more pages, and mark that date."
Doing as she said, he asked, "Should I have my dress uniform cleaned?"
With a laugh, she said, "Might be a good idea Tommy!" and hung up before he had time to voice the protest about the hated name that had formed on his lips.
Tom looked at the date on the calendar in front of him and wondered what AJ would say if he told him that he knew when he was getting married next. With a laugh he imagined his friend's face, and then made a note for the week before August 20th that he needed to have his dress uniform cleaned and pressed. He knew that he would be asked to either be AJ's best man or to walk Randi down the aisle.
Miranda smiled when the flowers arrived, she was pleased that he had sent the smaller less elaborate flowers to her here at work. The Bird of Paradise that she also loved would be a bit much here in the office. The note with the flowers pleased her almost as much as the flowers themselves. She would wait until this evening and at home to call him, Randi was hoping that they could spend some time talking and that was hard to do at work. There were just too many interruptions that could occur and she wanted his undivided attention.
But AJ didn't know that she wanted to wait till she was home that evening, he kept looking at his desk phone and then checking his cell to make sure that it was on. He was disappointed that she didn't call as soon as she had gotten the flowers. And he knew she had gotten them, he had called the florist to make sure that they had been delivered. Maybe she hadn't had a good a time as he'd had at lunch?
To Be Continued….