This installment isn't going to be very long, because I am workign on a wedding cake today and I am feeling dizzy. More will come soon.
When we got the fair all but one of the girls disappeared and left me and Peter to wander the fair (almost) by ourselves. The one girl who was left (I wish I could remember her name because she was our friend) wandered with us for a little while before deserting us also. I don’t remember much of what we did except for the freaky Ferris wheel ride that I thought I was going to die on. I do remember that he held my hand.
My brain was going into overdrive with that situation. I had decided that I did not want, or need, to get into a relationship at this stage of my life. I had had the steady boyfriend for 2 years and the rebound relationship and I was ready to focus on me for a while. There was a part of me that knew that if I let Peter hold my hand that that would be the end of that resolve. There was just something about the situation that screamed: “point of no return!!!” I guess that maybe it was just an intuitive knowledge that this was what was “supposed” to happen.
He held my hand, and I knew I was sunk.
On the way home from the fair Peter asked me if I wanted to go out the next night. Of course I did! I was in for it now. I knew that this was the beginning of the end for me. My single days were numbered. Somehow, I knew that he was ‘the one’, darn it!
We went out the next night to the bowling alley and then he took me down to the river and we walked in the park along the river. This is the Rio Grande, people. It stinks! It stinks bad. But, that night, I don’t remember smelling anything. Peter held my hand again as we walked along the river. (We weren’t right next to the river, there was a fence between us and the river several feet down the bank and we were on a walkway, just so you know).
We stopped and leaned on the fence to talk for a little while. I don’t remember exactly what Peter said to me at this point, but I do remember that he called me a princess. Aww, I know, how sweet is that! Then, he leaned in and kissed me. And I was doomed.
Thursday, March 12, 2009
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