She showed up dressed in a midcalf skirt and a red top. Her hair was curled in spiral curls. Her lips were carefully outlined with the shade cherries in the snow. Her alabaster skin was highlighted with a smokey eye. She knew that men saw her whenever s…  | Homemaking in the Dunes April 20 | She showed up dressed in a midcalf skirt and a red top. Her hair was curled in spiral curls. Her lips were carefully outlined with the shade cherries in the snow. Her alabaster skin was highlighted with a smokey eye. She knew that men saw her whenever she came into the room, she wanted him to hear her. Upon her wrists were twelve thin bangles to remind her to drink water. The pair had spent many hours speaking on the phone. Tonight was their first meeting.
He was sitting at the table. He didn't know a state trooper was sitting in the parking lot of eateries. Officer Tood was ready to walk in and ask this man if he knew that this woman was his wife. The tall woman walked with a presence that often makes other women hate her and men desire her. Her silver bangles whispered modern song of Solomon love verses, set me as a seal upon thine heart.
He stood up to embrace her. "Oh, no, I don't just hug anyone." She offered her hand. He took her hand and walked her to her chair. He pulled the chair out for her.
The waiter came over to take their order. They ordered a glass of wine. She ordered exactly what she wanted. She had been at this eatery many times. She always ordered the same thing.
The meal would begin with caprese salad, chicken marsala, and a slice of cheese cake. She had not eaten all day knowing this was the calories she should eat for a day. She had run an extra mile to balance it all out.
Her blackberry vibrated. Heather, Everything, ok? Ready to be the husband you need.
"Everything is ok, so far."
"Heather, I can't believe we are finally meeting."
"It is nice, we have had some lovely conversations for many weeks."
Heather was very aware of her hunger, yet unaware of her spiritual hunger. Her salad arrived and she began eating. She looked up, "What are you looking at", she said with a bit of scoff.
"You are so beautiful".
Heather rolled her eyes, she had heard that line time and time again, since her body had shaped into womanhood. She looked at him again, his eyes looked into her.
"Do you know how many times; a man has told me that he thinks I am beautiful. I am going to be completely transparent I don't even believe in love anymore."
Craig didn't take his eyes off her. "I'll change that."
Heather laughed a hearty, melodious laugh that caught everyone's attention. "I have a confession to make my state trooper friend is ready to walk in full uniform and tell me that he is my husband, if I tell him this day is going bad."
"Seriously, we have been talking on the phone and emailing for weeks. Did you really think it would go bad? You are jaded."
"I am serious, we hadn't met before tonight. We have talked many hours. Words aren't the only things that tell me who a person is." Copyright 2024 India Marque | | | |  | You can also reply to this email to leave a comment. | | | | |
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