When I reached the library, my eyes scanned the parking lot to see if he had arrived. The last message I received from him said, “Be there in 5 minutes.” Three minutes had already elapased from the time the message was sent. So I had only 2 minutes to get there. My heart was pounding, while my stomach danced in anticipation of what was about to come. When I got off the train, I began speedwalking. Had I been moving any faster, I would have been running. When I got inside the library, I went straight for the water fountain . Perhaps some water would help ease the inexorable feeling that ran through my body. At least this is what I thought. After taking in a few slirps, I took a bee line for the ladies room, just to discover that the door was locked. I sighed – with the thought resting in the back of my mind that I’m a big girl, so I can handle this.
I found some comfort , tucking myself away behind one of the aisles. I took a deep breath. Then, I dialed his number. I knew he was inside the library, I just didn’t know where. I took a few steps away from the bookshelf. I could no longer hide. It was time to face my fears. The moment our lines connected, I ended the call. There he was, sitting tall at a table in the back of the library. His eyes caught mine and demanded my company. The little girl in me answered to the call. Although my mind and heart were ready and willing, it took every fiber and bone in my body to make that walk towards him.
…to be continued. (click here)
Copyright 2014 Danielle Leach