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    2nd Date, part 1 (of 2) – Stef

    ”That’s good to know.” Stef told her. ”So, are you done for the day? I can just hang out a while more if you need to finish up a few things?” She offered.

    ”No, I just need to return this file and close down my PC for the day, that’s all. Only take a minute or so.” She said, turning around to do those things.

    ”No problem, take your time.” Stef replied, putting her hands behind her back and leaning against the wall by the door. Why was she a leaning against walls kind of person all of the sudden? She wasn’t usually. Huh.

    A few moments later, she and Lena were heading out of the staff building and out towards the water. They planned on taking a walk on the beach down to a nearby restaurant. It was a good half-hour’s walk each way, Lena had told her, which suited her fine. It was a beautiful day out and she loved walking on the beach, especially so in this case, obviously…

    ”So, how’s your afternoon been going so far?” Lena asked her. ”Any exciting police business since we talked last?” They’d checked in by phone at lunch to make sure there weren’t any snags in their evening plans.

    Stef laughed. ”Well, I guess that depends on your definition of ’exciting’ – does a grown man in a lobster costume trying to beat a Honda Civic to death with a foam board sign advertising a happy hour special at the Lobster Shack count?” She’d actually stopped and gawked a few seconds – caught speechless – when she’d seen it.

    ”…I’d say that counts, yeah.” Lena replied, starting to giggle. ”That really happened?”

    ”Oh yes. You think I could make something like that up?” Stef replied, smiling and feeling very light-hearted about everything all of the sudden as they walked down to the beach. The lobster man thing hadn’t seemed nearly this funny when it was happening, or after, not until she told it to Lena. That said a lot, didn’t it?

    ”I guess not.” Lena replied. ”Why exactly did the lobster have it out of the Honda, by the way?”

    Stef shook her head and sighed. ”From what I can put together, the man in the Honda’s passenger seat had been heckling the guy in the lobster outfit, apparently because he and the lobster had a history of some kind, dating back to elementary school I’m given to understand. The exchange became heated, the man threw his coffee on the lobster and…”

    ”The lobster went postal?” Lena asked, struggling not to laugh at the lobster’s expense anymore, which Stef found endearing.

    ”You said it, not me.” Stef replied. ”It um, did end up degenerating into a fist fight at some point.” Well, half fist fight, half foam claw fight she supposed, but she wasn’t going to say it.

    ”Was anyone hurt?” Lena asked.

    ”They roughed each other up a bit, yes. When Jim and I came on the scene though, the sirens seemed to take the fight out of them… they both seemed more embarrassed than anything, actually. The guy in the civic was a paralegal, it turns out.” Stef informed her.

    Lena laughed. ”You live an interesting life, Stefanie Foster, I’ll give you that.”

    ”Well, sometimes. Coming upon a brawling lobster is, one would hope, a once in a carrier sort of thing to happen.” Stef replied.

    ”One would hope.” Lena replied.

    ”Oh, come on, are you going to tell me you don’t have stories like that? You work at a school.” Stef countered. ”Young humans are, I’m informed by several credible sources, quite a handful at times.”

    Lena giggled a little again. ”I might have a few stories.” Lena replied.

    ”Tell me one?” Stef asked.

    ”Alright, well… a certain sixth grade girl, who shall remain nameless, did show up on picture day dressed like Minnie Mouse a couple years ago. She blatantly refused to be photographed without her makeup and mouse ears.”

    Stef was laughing.

    ”Her parents were called, a group of her friends started protesting that her rights were being violated. It was quite a memorable day, actually.” Lena finished.

    Stef wanted to say something witty back, but she was laughing too much.

    This was definitely going to be a fun date.

    ———–

    to be continued

    Comments

    1. Feel sorry for the husband but STEF has to do what her heart is telling her and LENA is the way to go.Hope they make it which if a second date is taking place then they are on their way to happiness.thanks

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