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Click hereShe left for Penn State Sunday afternoon. "I hope you'll visit me at school," she said as we stood by her car to say our goodbye. "I have my own off-campus apartment. And bring your bike, because there's some beautiful backcountry roads we can ride on."
In my driveway, we clung to each other like there'd be no tomorrow, hugging and smooching, our electricity on full sparkle, our passion swirling between us and around us like the blowing autumn wind. We were living in the moment. Any moment, as she had so eloquently put it, might be our last. Therefore, I saw every reason to convey what I felt at that Moment—I told her I loved her. She buried her head against my chest, then looked up and, with tears streaming down her lovely cheeks, said, "Right back at you, dude. I didn't want to go first for fear it would scare you off."
I ran my fingers through her hair and kissed away her tears. "Scare me off? Hardly. I can't wait to see you again."
We blew each other kisses as she backed out of the driveway. Holding my cell, I couldn't resist snapping a pic of her happy face amid the falling leaves in all their brilliant autumn splendor.
- COMMENTS
Overcriticalover 1 year agoI'm sure things like this really happen (as we learn from other comments), so why not enjoy the fantasy. I did. 4*
Anonymousabout 2 years agoWhere is the happy ending I seek? You ve left me hanging. No closure in this one.
trigudisover 4 years agoAuthorReaders have asked for one and I'm curious myself where Bryson and Layla go from here.
johntcookseyover 4 years agoTouching, poignant, wistful, and ultimately hopeful. Very nice. Thank you
johntcookseyover 4 years agoBeautifully rendered characters. Touching, poignant, wistful, and ultimately hopeful. Thank you.
jlg07over 4 years agoLike the characters and had tons of potential to continue
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Anonymousover 4 years agoAnother winner from trigudis. A few annoying spelling errors (Brent? Bent? Burt?), but nothing major. Nobody reads "A Brief History of Time" on the beach, unless they're trying to doze off.
Layla reminds me of my own special lady, who came into my life following my wife's death. We had no business being together, but for a year, we were. She was 25 years my junior, but her passionate lovemaking helped heal my heart and made me feel young again. Sexy texts and e-mails added spice. Thanks for the memories!
Anonymousover 4 years agoOf my own story, now married 28 years to my wife 16 years younger than me.
