Feelings 1

It was already Wednesday and I had not heard a single word from Beth since Saturday night's amazing encounter. I was beginning to think that she felt she had made a huge mistake. Even though that night was the most incredible experience for me since my wife Susan had passed away, it was not worth losing Beth's friendship over. Several times that day I had picked up the phone to call her but was overwhelmed by panic every time. I made a promise to myself that if she has not called me by Friday night, I would call her.

We both live in the same gated subdivision and I actually have to pass Beth's home several times a day, as they live on the main street in the community. I usually leave about five o'clock in the morning and rarely return until maybe seven o'clock in the evening. When you have nothing to come home to, you're never in a big rush to get there.

For several days, I slowed down passing in front of Beth's, hoping to see her outside or perhaps in her vehicle. By Friday morning I