Page 4 of I'll Catch You
As I back out of the parking space at Crabby’s I sneak a glance over at Claire. Even from a distance she is making me hard. The slightest touch of our hands made me feel alive, more alive than I have in a very long time. This woman could be myruin.
“David, I have to tell you something.” I turn out of the parking lot and slow down a little to get a good look at Claire. She’s got her palms pressed to the window of her restaurant and she’s got me trapped in a death-stare. Her employee is next to her, sucking on her peppermint stick with a matching expression. I give them a little wave goodbye as I keep driving. The house I’ve rented is nearby and I’ve already committed the address tomemory.
“She already agreed to sell?” my brother asksme.
“Nope,” I reply, “even better.” I want to tell him that I just met my future wife, but the feeling of having it be something only I know is exhilarating. I don’t want anyone to know until she knows, so I hit pause on my announcement. I just have a feeling about her. A good feeling. An addictive feeling. “The girl who manages the restaurant is really sweet and pretty. I just wanted to tell you I might have a date withher.”
My brother is a romantic. He married the girl he went to senior prom with. I know he’ll understand when I tell him the fulltruth.
“Alright man,” he replies. “You know I still think you’re crazy to be out there for a whole week, but if it’s for a girl, Iapprove.”
“All the better knowing that you approve,” I say with a huge smile on my face. “We’ll talk soon. Send my love to thegirls.”
“Alright brother. Talksoon.”
I hang up as the house I’ve rented comes into view up the road. It’s quaint, cute, and perfect. I think I could actually live out here. I slam the car door shut, punctuating the peacefulevening.
