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Click hereI took her hand from across the small dinette table in my kitchen. "Are you sure? I think we could have something here. If things worked out between us, I make a good living. I could support a family. And my field, computers, is only going to take off in a big way in the next few years. I know this sounds crazy. Believe me, I hear it. But I'm very taken with you. You don't want to at least give us a try? Maybe spend an afternoon or two together on a Saturday or Sunday?"
She squeezed my fingers and looked resigned. "It's very tempting. Very. But I just don't have the time to find out. You can give me your number, and maybe something will change or I'll change my mind. Or maybe we can have a booty call from time to time" she chuckled. "But I really don't think you should expect more than that."
I understood what Allyssa was saying. She had obligations that I didn't. Her job as a single parent was most important to her, and I was glad she felt that way. I wouldn't have liked a woman who neglected her child. I wouldn't have respected her. I wrote down my number on a note pad and handed it to her. "If something should change...but don't neglect Anthony for me. I know you won't, but don't, anyway. In any case, I had a great time. Best time I've had with a lady in a long, long time. Maybe ever."
"I feel the same way. I wish I could do it more often. You may hear from me again. It could happen."
I walked her to the door and we kissed very passionately, but not to start anything again. It was sweet and a little sad. We both would have liked to have more, but it just wasn't meant to be. We kissed a couple of more times and then she was out of my house. When I went back to the kitchen to clean up, there was my number. I'm sure she left it deliberately so as not to be tempted and so I knew not to hope for something that would not happen. It was a one time encounter, intense, incredible but it was just once. We never even exchanged last names. I could have found her at Ludwig's, but I didn't want to be her stalker. Maybe she would knock on my door someday. She knew where I lived.
It never happened. It really was a one-time thing, and it's a great memory I still think about every once in a while. I'm happily married with the two kids and a dog thing and a very successful career. I love my wife, we have a good life together, but still, every once in a while I think about that night and morning with Allyssa, and what might have been.
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As usual, I appreciate your votes and comments.
The dialogue was poor. The characters were lacking any depth. I didn’t enjoy this at all.
Perfectly written, but such a sad ending. 5 stars and favorited nonetheless. Warren Zevon would approve!
I enjoyed the story but I think along the same lines as some of the others to totally ignore all other opportunities of a future relationship because of the child at home, who incedently is probably quite happy with grandma, is a sad point of view particularly as they seemed to hit it off together, and who knows deprive the youngster further of a future father figure ? . But then as you say in your intro this was based on a true story there would have been another family that wouldn't have been. That was a long way to say not very much. But you are a good writer. Very enjoyable.
I really loved the story. But I thought the ending was off. I get having a 14 year old is her priority, but to totally bail on the best sex, romance and intimacy that she has had in a long time, especially when she isn't into one night stands didn't resonate with me. A young teenage is becoming more and more independent. I would rather her kept the number and then leave the door open.
But that's my $.02. What can I say.
Thank you for sharing
Sweet, well-written story.
You had me at “Blue Bay Diner” - we had a place by that name in the neighborhood in which I grew up.
What a great story. You are truly a great storyteller. Always look forward to a new Rabbitman episode.
5 big ones
Cheers
SAGE
That was a lovely retelling. Sexy, honest, nostalgic. So bitter sweet in the end. Loved it!