When Their Eyes Met (A Short Story, to be continued) Chapter one, "The Meeting" Part 1 of 3
Posted: Monday, April 06, 2009
by Gary W. Halsey Sr.
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As she passed by him, he could smell the wonderful fragrance of her perfume lingering in the air when she walked by. He turned his head, and looked at her as she was being led to her table. He slowly moved to the other side of his table, so it wasn't to obvious, to admire her as she was being handed the menu. He gaged her features as being petite, her eyes were the color of crystal blue, and her lips were red and pursed, as she spoke to the waiter, while he was pouring her wine. "I wonder what her name is"? he thought. He was a single bachelor of 30, and she looked to be about 24 or 25, and she was absolutely stunning. Her thick long auburn hair shined like glass as she moved her head, she was a picture of perfection he thought. He had not dated for quite some time, in fact, he hadn't dated since he broke up with his ex-girlfriend Monique. That was months ago. His heart just wasn't in it, dating that is as he was totally in love with Monique, and she had broke it off with him, while he was in Iraq. She had told him that the long distance relationship was to hard on her, and that she needed someone in her life that could be with her now because she was lonely.
His concentration had been broken when the waiter said, "Good evening sir, are you ready to order"? Michael said, "Yes, I think I am, how is your lobster this evening"? the waiter responded "It is fresh from Maine, and we keep them alive in the tank up front, and you can pick the one you want, would you like to select it now"? "Yes" Michael replied, "I think I will". So they went to the tank, and Michael was looking for the Lobster that he wanted, and Michelle had by now, noticed him. She loved a man in uniform, he was wearing his dress whites, and he looked great to her, she loved how tall he was, and his wonderful smile, his teeth were really white, and straight as can be, and she really thought he was handsome. She had to laugh when he finally found the Lobster that he wanted, and between him, and the waiter trying to roll up his sleeve to get the Lobster, it was a major ordeal. As the waiter took the Lobster out of the water, the Lobster "flicked" its tail, and got water all over Michaels dress whites.
Michelle was laughing when she saw how wet he got, and she offered him her extra napkin when he sat back down at his table, he was a little embarrassed, but this would be a perfect time to introduce himself, "Hi, my name is Michael Swift, I feel like an idiot, I guess that Lobster knows what is in store for him, and he got me pretty good" he laughed. "Yes he did Mr. Swift, he sure did"! "Just call me Mike" he said, and his broad smile more or less broke the ice, and he asked if she was sitting alone, she said "Yes I am " so he asked if she wanted some company, as he was on leave, and it was nice just having someone to talk to. She said "Sure, c'mon over, my name is Michelle Anderson, and I would love the company"! He got his drink, he liked his red wine, "Goes great with anything" he said. And brought it over to her table, and his hat, as he was still trying to dab the napkin on his shirt to dry it off.
As they sipped on their wine, they were deep in conversation when the waiter came over with Michael's Lobster, and Michelle's Filet Mignon, and as they began to eat, Michael started shelling the Lobster tail, and he noticed that Michelle was saying grace silently to herself, and he lowered his knife, and bowed his head, and did the same. He liked the fact that she was not afraid to pray, no matter where she was, and he thought that was cool and showed independence. He wasn't really a person that did that sort of thing, but he respected those that did. And he found it refreshing that she was perfectly comfortable with it. He was really starting to like Michelle, and he was wanting to ask her what she was doing the following day, as he would like to take her for a tour of his "boat" while it was in port. She said, "I would love to", it was on a Saturday, and that would be a perfect thing to do on a Saturday. After all, it wasn't everyday that one could take a tour on a huge carrier...They had a wonderful chat, and agreed to meet at the pier the next day, at 11:00am on 32nd St, and she could have lunch aboard the USS Enterprise, which would be his treat. They knew they had a connection, the moment "when their eyes met". She love his cologne, Jovan Musk was it....? To be continued.....
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Top-level comments on this article: (1 total)Venturing into new worlds here? Awesome! That's what writing is all about!!Yes...I am heading in diverse new directions, not sure how I will do, but I'm kind of experimenting...I just put pen to paper, and write...same as you, whatever comes out in the end, well.....we'll see....This is a contiuning short story....to be continued of course....I got the idea from you. I like how you did your segments....they were well done....so, let's see what I can do with it as well.....Thanks for the read, and for the comments.....I really appreciate it....your fan, and friend ........ Gary.
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