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Click hereShe laid down on my chest panting.
"I love you." I whispered softly, kissing the top of her head.
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I woke to an obnoxiously loud seagull squawking outside. I took a deep breath and stretched and felt rumpled sheets next to me. I blinked away the fog from my eyes and noticed I was alone. I tugged my jeans on and walked out to the kitchen. I felt right away that something was wrong. I jogged out the kitchen, the screen door banged against the porch rail. The Jeep was gone. I ran back inside to the bedroom, her clothes were gone, in the bath her toiletries were gone. The coffee table in the living room had a magazine or two on it. I looked in the kitchen and nothing was different except for the note on the counter.
Dear Pete,
I feel like a complete and total asshole right now, because I know when you read this you'll be pretty upset. When I woke up I checked my messages and my Mom had called yesterday. Emmy was in an accident at camp and broke her arm. She's okay, but I didn't feel right staying with you while my folks took care of her.
I heard what you said last night and it scared me. I wanted so badly to say I love you too. I'm just not sure if it's real or not. We come from different worlds, we're at different places in our lives, it would be impossible for us both. You should move on, and remember everything I taught you. I have no doubt you're going to make some girl very happy. You did this one.
Love,
Chrissy
xoxoxo
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Chrissy hated herself for the lie about Emmy breaking her arm, but she'd hope it would ease the sting of her running off. She was sure there was no other way to end it. The tear was drying leaving a cool streak down her face.
The traffic was getting heavier as she neared Portland, so she decided to get off the highway and start west along back roads. She still had a couple weeks of her vacation, so she wasn't worried about getting home right away.
Love the story! I don't remember how many times I ran away from love or had some woman run from me. I hope you get them back together! Eventually I got it right we have been together 43 years.
I love how you laced the story together. Excellent pace and discriminations, I took note of your unique approach.
I've read this four times and each time it still grabs me.
Now you've set the stage for her to feel bad enough and decide to contact him despite her being hurt from a prior relationship... also set the stage for him to search her out to show her he really loves her...... which way do you go????? LOL.... either way could be extremely interesting.