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The Meeting
By Margaret Jeanette
Betty Johnson was shopping for groceries. She was looking at the
apples trying to decide which ones she wanted. Then she heard a
voice behind her.
"Aren't you Mrs. Johnson?"
She turned and recognized the man but couldn't place the name or
where she knew him from.
"I'm sorry. I know I know you but I can't remember from where or
who you are."
"I am Richard Sassman. I work with your ex-husband. I remember
you from the company get-togethers when you were married to
Raymond."
"Oh, yes. Now I remember you."
"How are you doing?"
"Not bad actually. Things are going fine with me. I don't see
Raymond at all since he married that younger woman he left me for."
"He hasn't changed. He still has one hell of a temper."
"He always did have that. Now that I think of it I'm surprised we
stayed married as long as we did."
"My wife left me while you two were going through your divorce.
She found a man she says is more man than I am. He is a body
builder and competes in the weight lifting competitions. I don't
see her now, and that's just as good."
"So, how are you doing?
"I'm making it. I haven't won the lottery or anything but I
manage to keep the house clean and make it to work every day."
"Things look a lot different when you are divorced don't they?"
"You can say that again. I haven't even thought about going out
with a woman. I have an idea -- why don't we go for supper tonight,
not as a date but to talk about how things change when you find
yourself divorced?"
She thought for a moment. She didn't think she was ready for a
relationship yet but he seemed so nice. He did say it wasn't a
date but it sure sounded like one. She finally agreed to go with
him. He got her address and said he would pick her up at five.
He was in the cereal aisle when he realized he was going out with
a very pretty woman tonight. He thought about what to wear. He
wondered why he'd suggested they go for supper. He wasn't ready for
a relationship yet!
She picked the golden delicious apples and was wondering why
she'd agreed to go for supper with him. She wasn't ready for the
dating scene, then remembered he'd said it wasn't a date but just
to talk about common problems both of them faced. She smiled when
she thought about the fact he'd said it was not a date, but what
was it if it wasn't a date? She thought about what she should wear.
She didn't want to wear anything that looked like it was a real
special occasion.
At home he looked through his closet and finally settled on his
black suit with a dark blue tie. He wondered what he would wear. He
knew he was nervous and wondered what they could all talk about.
Several ideas popped into his head.
If he only knew that at the same time Betty was looking through
her closet trying to decide what to wear. She did want to wear
anything that would give him ideas, yet she wanted to look nice.
She finally picked the plain black knit dress, thinking black is
for all occasions.
When he picked her up at five he told her she looked stunning. He
said her outfit didn't detract from her beauty. She was flattered
and told him he looked very nice also.
After they had ordered he said, "It's been a long time since I've
had the pleasure of talking to anyone at supper, so forgive me if
I get carried away. Sometimes it is very lonely living alone and
other times it's a blessing as I don't want to be bothered."
"I know exactly what you mean. There are times I feel the same
way. When I feel lonely, that's when I try to think of the good
times I've had. It always lifts me up in a way."
"I've never thought about that. That is a great idea! I will have
to try that. I've been working on jigsaw puzzles when I get lonely.
That takes my mind off of things and I sleep better then."
"I used to do jigsaw puzzles. I haven't done any in years!"
"I'll drop some off for you. I have 1000 piece ones up the yazoo
and I have a 5000 piece one that took me two months to do."
They continued to talk and along the line both of them got off
the track of where they thought the conversation should go. They
were getting along just fine.
They finished eating and he asked her if she wanted to stop for
a drink somewhere. She said she didn't drink, and he said he would
have felt funny ordering a soda pop anyway. Both of them were
impressed with how much they had in common.
He walked her to her door and they shook hands. She wanted to
invite him in but was afraid she would give him the wrong
impression. She watched as he drove away.
The next day being Monday he ordered flowers to be sent to her
with a note saying thank you for the wonderful time. He made sure
to tell them she wouldn't be home until after four forty-five. He
wondered why he liked her so much.
At work all she could think about was how nice he was. She knew
she didn't want a relationship but he impressed her with his
feelings. She decided he could become a special friend nothing
more.
Ten minutes after she arrived home the doorbell rang. She
wondered who it could be as she headed for the door. She was
shocked to see a man holding a bouquet of flowers he said were for
her. She signed for them and took them in and quickly got them in
a vase.
She was looking at them, thinking how beautiful they were, when
she saw the card. She took the small envelope and read it. She
couldn't believe it. Why did he send her flowers? Did he really
enjoy it that much? She decided he wasn't kidding when he said he
got lonely. She just had to call him to thank him. She dialed his
number.
"Hello, I just have to thank you for the beautiful flowers! You
didn't have to do that!"
"I know they aren't as pretty as you are but it was all I could
think of. I really enjoyed our visit last night. It did a world of
good for me. I was getting depressed being alone and no one to talk
to."
"If you feel like talking I haven't had supper yet. We could go
somewhere nice and have a talk."
"That sounds great. I'll pick you up in fifteen minutes!"
She hung up then asked herself why did she invite him to go out
tonight? What was she thinking? How is he going to take this?
He was thinking she sure is nice. He knew tonight was one of
those nights he needed someone to talk to. He felt like a kid in
high school going to his girlfriend's house to visit.
As they ate they talked and soon were laughing. This was the
first time he had enjoyed a laugh with a woman in over two years.
They both were becoming more relaxed with each others company.
They continued to talk about all sorts of things and didn't
realize they were getting closer and closer together.
On her front porch he shook her hand and she asked if he'd seen
the flowers he'd sent. He said he ordered them over telephone, so
she asked him if he would like to come in and see them. He said he
would.
She showed him the flowers and he said they were pretty but not
as pretty as she was. She blushed and impulsively kissed him.
"Now, why did I do that?"
"Maybe because it has been so long since a man complimented you.
I understand but I have to tell you that I really enjoyed it. There
was a time I thought I would never kiss another woman but now that
seems so long ago. You have awakened something that I had forgotten
about."
"I'm sorry!"
"Don't be sorry. It was wonderful! I would like to do it when I'm
anticipating it but the surprise kisses are the best!"
She became worried that he would read something into it that
wasn't there. She had to think of something to defuse the
situation.
"Well, it certainly was an enjoyable evening. Tomorrow evening is
my bridge club so this is a busy week for me. I haven't been out
two evenings in a row since I don't know when. Thank you for your
company."
He shook her hand and wanted to kiss her goodbye but held back.
He left, and she wondered if they were going to develop a
relationship in spite of things.
On the way home he thought she was definitely more emotional than
Lucy, his first wife was. He relived the kiss and smiled at how she
reacted afterwards. He thought, maybe she is trying to hide the
fact she likes me. Then he thought about how she had said she was
sorry and he knew it was a spontaneous act, not a pre-planned kiss.
He knew he would never understand women or how they thought.
All day Tuesday he couldn't get her out of his mind. She was
really someone special and he wondered if they could continue going
out. He kept seeing her face in front of him. This had never
happened the whole time he knew Lucy. He wanted to see more of her
and he wasn't sure why. It had to be how sweet she was, and how she
listened to him.
When he got home he had to call her just to hear her voice. He
asked her if she wanted to go for supper tomorrow night. She
declined and he said he understood. He wondered after he hung up
if he wasn't pushing her too much. He decided to give her more
room, thinking he was reading something into their feelings that
wasn't there.
Betty meanwhile knew she wanted to go with him, but she was
worried that their relationship was going too fast. She told
herself she wasn't ready for a serious relationship.
The rest of the week each wondered why the other didn't call. On
Saturday he went to get groceries at the same time he'd done it
last week, secretly hoping to see Betty. In the first aisle he saw
her looking at the week's specials.
"Well, we meet again. How did your bridge game go?"
"It was fun. My partner and I took two of three games. We did a
lot of gabbing as usual. It is great to see you."
They shopped side-by-side, and when they got to the meat
department she said they never have small roasts just big enough
for one. She picked a small beef roast and asked him if he wanted
to come for supper so it would all get eaten. He readily agreed and
felt a lot happier than he had in a long time.
They continued shopping and she laughed when he loaded up on TV
dinners. She said he must live on them, and he said they were
simple to make and convenient to use. When they checked out she
told him she would see him about five-thirty.
He decided he needed a new shirt so he stopped and got a sport
shirt that he really liked. He was nervous and wondered why. He
wouldn't admit to himself that he was in love.
It took Betty over an hour to select what she was going to wear
for tonight. She thought and wondered if she was in love with him
but then decided it was just infatuation. There was no way it was
love.
He arrived with a bottle of red wine and more flowers for the
table. She told him he didn't have to do that, then put the flowers
on the table.
They chatted as they ate and both felt a warmth they hadn't ever
felt before. Both of them were afraid of how they felt for each
other. Both of them still felt it was too early for a strong
relationship.
After supper he wiped the dishes as she washed. Then they watched
some television. It surprised both of them that they watched the
same shows on Saturday night. When it was time for him to leave
she gave him a quick kiss. She told him she was going with the card
players tomorrow for a shopping road trip.
All day Sunday he couldn't get her out of his mind. He wondered
how she really felt about him. He knew she wasn't ready for
marriage yet and wondered how long it would take. Then he thought
about the fact that he was wondering about marriage when she had
told him she wasn't ready even for a romantic relationship. He was
jumping the gun again.
On Monday one of the girls at the office told him she was a very
close friend of Susan, Raymond Johnson's new wife. She told him
Susan had moved out because he had hit her during an argument. She
said there was going to be a divorce.
He couldn't wait to tell Betty. He had to tell her to her face.
After work he headed for her house. He parked in front and rang the
doorbell. There was no answer. He rang it three times and still no
answer. He was heading for his car when she pulled in.
"You are not going to believe what I have to tell you! Raymond's
wife moved out and is going to divorce him. It seems he hit her
during an argument!"
"He always did have a terrible temper. I am not surprised that
something like this would happen. She had to know before they got
married that he had that temper."
"I don't know. There is so much difference between the two of us
that he and I are not even close friends. I think he has maybe two
people at work he is close to, but that is all. He knows most of
the others can't stand him so he avoids them as much as possible."
"That isn't a surprise either. Most of my friends couldn't stand
him. I never noticed it until after our divorce and they told me.
I wonder whose shoulder he is going to cry on."
"Probably some bartender somewhere. Well, I have to go. I just
thought you would want to know."
He left and it wasn't until he was gone that she thought she
should have invited him in. She smiled as she made supper for
herself, thinking how he thought enough to stop to tell her the
news in person. She wondered if he felt bad because she didn't
invite him in.
He felt good about telling Betty about Raymond. It was evident
she had no good feelings about her ex. To him that was a good sign
because if they got back together there was no way he would be able
to enjoy her company again.
Meanwhile Raymond was visiting his favorite bar. He'd had enough
to drink and was thinking about what he could do. He thought about
Betty and then thought she would take him back. He decided to go
see her. He was sure she would take him back. After all, she had
never married again.
Betty wondered who was ringing her doorbell and was shocked to
see Raymond there. He asked if he could come in. She invited him
in. Now he was positive things would work out the way he figured.
"My wife and I have had some serious disagreements and she moved
out. I am thinking that you and I could get together again. I
should never have left in the first place. I don't know what I was
thinking."
"Don't go any further. I am afraid that will not be possible
because I have met another man and have fallen in love with him. So
you see I am really not available. I am sorry your marriage isn't
working out."
She was very careful to not antagonize him. She knew he could get
angry over the least thing. She was doing great at giving him the
idea that he didn't stand a chance, if he only realized it and
left.
"Where did you meet him? Did he come into your store to buy a
dress? I imagine you don't get many men coming into the store, do
you?"
"No, just men accompanying their wives when their wives want the
husband's opinion of a dress or outfit. I met him in the grocery
store. He is sweet and kind."
"He sounds like a loser to me. I guess I will have to wait for
you to get over him, then I will be here for you. You aren't
thinking of marrying him are you?"
"He hasn't asked me yet. I don't know if I want to get married
again or not. My first marriage was a disaster -- that you know. I
don't think I want to face another divorce so it will take someone
super special before I consider marriage again."
Raymond went on about how life was screwing him over, and she
stopped listening to him and was thinking about Richard. Then she
realized he had stopped talking.
"Ray, I am afraid I don't have the answers you are looking for.
I appreciate you want to get back together but that is impossible
at this time."
He got up and very slowly walked to the door. He turned and said
to her that he wished her good luck in the future.
After he left she thought about what she had said about loving
Richard. She had not admitted it to herself, yet now she had
admitted it to her ex-husband. She knew she was in love. She
laughed out loud at the discovery.
She called Richard and told him they had to get together tomorrow
night. She said she would treat him to a steak at the Copper Kettle
Steak House. He said he would pick her up at five-thirty.
The next day at work Raymond didn't show up. Just before noon the
news came that he had been killed in a car crash about eleven last
night. He had hit a tree and was killed instantly. The police had
said his blood alcohol was 1.4, which meant he was drunk at the
time of the accident.
When Richard picked up Betty he told her right away about
Raymond. When he said the accident happened about eleven she told
him he had been to her house last night and had left about
eight-thirty, just before she had called him.
They ordered steaks and when they were waiting for the meal to
arrive he asked what she wanted to tell him. She took his hand and
looked him straight in the eye.
"Last night I admitted to Raymond that I loved you. I hadn't
admitted it to myself but I was speaking honestly to him and it
came out. Now thinking about it I guess I have loved you for some
time."
"That is wonderful. All along I have been calling it everything
but love but I know now I love you also. I wasn't ready for this
but it happened. I have fallen in love with you!"
They shared a long kiss and were kissing when the meal arrived.
The server said it was great to see someone enjoying themselves and
everyone laughed.
"You know I have laughed more with you than anyone I can think
of. When I was married to Raymond there weren't a lot of laughs."
"You make me want to laugh and sing. I would sing but I am afraid
all the glasses in here would break." They laughed at that.
He asked, "So, when do we start to talk about getting married? I
never thought I would say that word again but now that I have said
it I feel ecstatic."
"I really don't know if I am ready to get married yet. I still
have a mistrust that it won't last. When it's time, I will let you
know."
"I understand. It is a big step for both of us to admit we love
one another."
"I just got an idea. Why don't you come to my house for supper
tomorrow night. Do you like beef stew? I make a killer beef stew in
the slow cooker and I will make some tomorrow."
"I love beef stew. I'll be there. What time?"
"It will be ready by five-thirty. Come early as I have an idea."
They finished their meal and dessert and he took her home. He
went in and they rested on her couch. Actually they spent more time
kissing than anything else.
The next day at work was the longest day he had ever spent. He
couldn't wait for supper and to see Betty. He felt like he did in
high school on prom night.
He arrived a few minutes after five. Betty greeted him with a
kiss. Then she told him it was evening and he needed an evening
outfit. She said she picked one out for him and it was lying on her
bed along with everything he needed. She led him to her bedroom and
left him there.
He looked around and saw the lacy curtains and the big canopied
bed. Then he looked on the bed. He couldn't believe his eyes. Lying
there was a black evening gown that had rhinestones on it.
Alongside of it were panties, a black bra and a black slip. He saw
the black lacy garter belt and nylons next to a pair of high heel
shoes. What was she thinking? How could she expect me to put these
clothes on?
Then he thought about her and decided to see what she had in
mind. He stripped and soon was getting everything on. He got
everything on and felt different. It wasn't as bad as he thought it
would be. The bra felt a little tight but otherwise it didn't feel
bad at all. He was surprised when he started to walk. He had to
walk different in the heels but he knew he could manage. He headed
out to her.
"My goodness, you look very nice in an evening gown. I was sure
I was going to eat alone."
"I trust you and trust you know what you are doing. I don't know
why you wanted me to wear this but I am sure you have your
reasons."
"Come on, sit down! Supper's ready!"
She placed a plate full of beef stew in front of him. For the
first time she noticed him close his eyes and silently mouth some
words. When she asked what that was, he said he always says grace
before a meal. She asked him to say grace out loud for both of
them. He complied and ended with a request that both of them be
blessed. She couldn't believe how he was so comfortable saying
grace.
They talked about a lot of inconsequential things until he
finally asked, "Why did you want me to wear this dress?"
"What if I said I have two tickets to the high school concert and
I want you to go along dressed as you are?"
"I would go with you. I trust you and trust that you wouldn't do
anything to embarrass me or make me feel uncomfortable. I love you
and part of that is a mutual respect for each other and each others
feelings."
"I don't have tickets, but now I know you'll do anything for me
because you really do love me. I guess we can talk about marriage
now!"
So they did.
(c) 2006 by Margaret Jeanette
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