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    One Day Soon (3)

    One Day Soon – Part 3

     

     

     

    Manhattan Beach, Brooklyn, 2007

    Second thoughts, they’re a killer. I search the deep dark recesses of my brain trying hard to remember when it was I first had a second thought about Tina Kennard.

    I think it was about six seconds after meeting her; the stunningly beautiful executive, girlfriend of a recently aquired client, all limbs and lines and long blonde hair, she smelt like heaven to my senses and my very first thought was to step the hell away.

    But as second thoughts go, I had one of my better ones. She slipped her thumb around the outside of my hand as we shook, cementing our first ever union. I still remember it, like she was searching for some tiny detail of recognition through the back of my hand. I found her eyes and watched as her dazzling pupils followed mine, narrowed by the crisp white light of the gallery, our palms and our eyes linked together by an intense surge of energy. I think I smiled, when the second thought I had was to go for it.

     

    I wish I knew how to erase the magic we’ve shared. I’m afraid. If we go backwards we go over old ground, muddy earth, times that are marred by the words we’ve spoken and the insults we’ve thrown. If we go forwards, we have to top what we once had and I don’t know if that’s possible.

    If there is a greater thing than the two of us when we’re at our best I think I might die; her voice when she speaks to me, softly, in the middle of the night, her chin when she laughs, she’s the best friend I’ve ever had. Every day we’ve been apart I’ve thought about telling her how I miss my best friend, the thing that stops me is knowing I’ve not been such a good friend to her.

    I lost faith in her. I lost faith in what we had, what we shared. I was meek for her, then I mourned her, then I let her leave without trying to stop her and through it all I blamed her because I thought she’d just stopped loving me and yet despite it all she’s here today, still my best friend, still my most regretted and revered second thought.

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    Comments

    1. Finally both are opening up to each other. Maybe it took 100s of miles apart from each other to spark their interest in their life as a couple again. Maybe now they can skip back across those lines and begin anew.

    2. I’m loving this. What an excellent way to start a rainy day. Scratch that…a rainy school day. Your writing is brilliant and thank you for continuing this story.

    3. Hello there :-) Your writing is good and your storyline is interesting. Keep it up coz I’d like to know where this is leading to. Please coninue as I’m looking forward to reading more of this story of yours :-)

    4. No, what?! How DARE you stop there?! ;) This is really amazing. The honesty and affection, the deep connection they still have. And, god willing, Tina’s determination to have Bette back?

    5. Clearly when Bette left for New York Tina wanted so bad for her to stay but she needed to let her go and be happy, thinking that it was right thing to do…I love this so sad for these two

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