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* ************************************************** ***********A Day in September * * I was 40 and my marriage of twenty two years was officially over.* I say officially*over because, as marriages go,*mine had actually been over for the last two years, but*it had happened so gradually*that Bryan*nor I *had* noticed.* *All of my personal things were packed and ready to go.*Since the house and what it contained obviously meant more to Bryan than I did, it was all his.* Our three children were all settled into lives of their own and were happy that I was finally getting out of a bad situation.* I had spoken with close family and friends to let them know I was leaving, not only my marriage, but the state.* It was important to put some real distance between myself and Bryan so that he knew this was* the end. * On Monday, four days before I was to leave town, I received a call from my best friend Sam.* He asked if he could take me to*lunch on Wednesday to say goodbye.* I said yes, that would be nice, and we made plans for him to pick me up around 11:30 on Wednesday morning. * Sam and I became best friends shortly after I had married Bryan.* It was a particularly hot and sticky summer and I was expecting my first child.* Sam and Bryan had been close for at least 15 years, and he *was visiting from out of town for a couple of weeks.* For some unknown reason Bryan decided he needed a punching bag one morning and I happened to be it.**Bryan asked me to get him a*cup of coffee and evidently, I moved too slow.**I felt Bryan's large hand hard across my face.**Sam jumped up and between us.* He pulled Bryan out of the room and I could hear him telling Bryan how lucky he was to have someone who loved him as much as I did and that if he ever saw him touch me like that again he would show him what it felt like to be punched on.* From that moment on, Sam was my hero.**We became as close as any friends could be. * Wednesday morning I was ready and waiting as Sam pulled into the driveway.* I walked out and as I was getting into the car Sam told me how pretty I looked.*He was always so sweet that way. *I smiled and thanked him.* We fell into comfortable conversation on the way to the restaurant.* Our lunch was a long, pleasant one.* We laughed and talked as only old friends can.* After lunch, as he was taking me home, instead of turning onto my street, he turned toward Göztepe escort (http://goztepe.t2bro.net/) the town park.* He pulled under a shade tree and put the car in park.* "Why did you bring me here," I asked.* "I have something to tell you," he replied. * To say the least, I was shocked at what came next.* He turned toward me on the front seat of the car and said, "Sarah, I have feelings for you and was hoping that I could kiss you before you go."* "What do you mean you have feelings for me?"* Sam looked away and said, "I guess I've had a crush on you for years."* I just sat there for what seemed an eternity trying to form a reply.* Since we had always been honest with each other all these years, I finally decided to tell him how I felt.* I said, "I would be lying if I said I didn't feel the same way.* It's just that our friendship means the world to me and I'm afraid if we cross the line, even for a kiss, that it might never be the same."* He was quiet for a few minutes then said, "I never want to do anything to hurt you, so if you think it's not right, I accept that."* Without another word he started the car and took me home.* As I was getting out of the car, Sam said what he had said to me thousands of times over the years, but today it was said in an entirely different tone..."I love you, Sarah," he said as I closed the car door.* I just stood there and watched him back out and drive away. * All evening I thought of nothing but what Sam had said and the feelings within me that his words were making me face.* I had known for several years that I loved him far deeper than a friend.* Sam was a good man, the kind you could always count on to do the right thing, lend a helping hand.* I never dreamed he would have any feelings for me beyond friendship.* Adding to that, we were both married, altho both unhappily.** I was ending mine, but I knew he had no intentions of leaving his.* He felt he owed* it to his wife to stay.* Still, now knowing how he felt, all*I could do was imagine how it would feel to kiss him...just a kiss...just once before I leave in the morning.* I told myself that we needed to talk about what was said that afternoon to make sure our friendship was still ok.* So, knowing he was working that night on the three to eleven shift, I called him at work.** When he came to the phone, before I could lose my nerve, I said, "I think Caddebostan escort bayan (http://caddebostan.t2bro.net/) we need to talk.* Is it alright if I come by your house in the morning before I leave town?"* He replied, "Yes, I'll be waiting."***I added, *"And if you still want that kiss I think it will be ok."** I hung up the phone before he could answer. Thursday morning dawned surprisingly bright and warm for the middle of September.* After showering, I took special care with my makeup and hair.* In the middle of it all, I looked in the mirror and wondered what I was doing.* This was Sam I was going*to see...the person who had seen me at my very best