Park Bench Adventure
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‘It’s still there,’ I muttered under my breath as I walked towards the small park. Unconsciously I picked up my pace a bit when I saw it unoccupied and I couldn’t help feeling a small surge of happiness to see it that way. Stopping a few feet away, I took in the sight. It seemed to be just sitting there forlornly, maybe waiting for me, I mused. Just a plain park bench, perched on the edge of the vast Atlantic Ocean.
I took a few seconds to look around before I sat down, but it appeared nothing had really changed, but then again, memory can surely be a fickle thing. I settled in to my seat and stretched my arms along the back. I felt the smooth edge of the backrest beneath my hands, it was obvious that the years and the elements had combined to wear the once sharp concrete edges into a pleasing smoothness. Looking out into the ocean, I saw a few people enjoying the beautiful day, some sailing, surfing or boating, but not much swimming going on in this area.
But it was hearing the waves as they broke onto the rocky shore that was the subtle reminder of why I picked this spot. Looking up and down the coast a couple hundred yards, I saw a small section of rocky shore in both directions. Those rocks are why this was a small park, with a few scattered benches, instead of the sandy beaches preferred by the partiers that invaded Florida during the annual spring break season. I needed the quiet solitude that this spot provided, yes, I so needed it now as I so needed it then.
That thought turned my attention to why I was here and it brought my mind back to the purpose of this trip. Ten years, I thought, yes ten years ago this very day I sat on this very bench, my mind cluttered and full of the same thoughts that were swirling inside my head now. No, that really wasn’t right I realized, as I completed a bit of self-analysis. It was this very day and it was this very bench, but the thought then was fear, now unfortunately, it was regret.
Which is more powerful I pondered, my mind taking the flight of fancy that one’s does when you sit in a spot such as this, gazing out into the vastness of the ocean. Fear is strong I reasoned, but for the most part short, sometimes momentary, sometimes longer, but eventually what you fear either happens or doesn’t, and then it’s done. Maybe you go on to the next bout of fear or maybe the fear was real and what you feared occurred, but either way the fear you had is gone.
Ah, but regret, now that is another thing entirely, and with that epiphany I couldn’t help but feel myself let out a deep and mournful sigh. While fear can be a knife that quickly jabs you in the gut, regret is a deep and constant ache that never seems to go away. Well maybe, I thought, staring out into the water, it will go away. As yes, it has lessened a bit in the last couple of years, but go away, no, not yet. Not yet and especially not now sitting on this very bench on this very spot, exactly to the day, ten years gone. No it won’t fade, not as long as this bench sits here, and by the looks of its impressive concrete construction it will probably outlive me, me I think, me … and my regret.
‘Why can’t I just let it go?’ I said out loud, surprising myself with my sudden outburst.
I quickly spun my head around and looked to make sure there were no passersby who might have heard me talking to myself. I guess I really didn’t care, wasn’t anybody here I knew, but I guess human nature is such that you really don’t want to be seen sitting alone talking to yourself. But I looked, and there was no one around, but yet there was a tiny stab of disappointment in that fact. It occurred to me that maybe, just maybe she would come back too. I silently scoffed at the notion, I’m sure she has the life she wanted. The life she choose, when she choose him over me.
I shook my head a bit, trying to get rid of that thought, though it never really worked well. Especially considering that ten years ago, this very day, I was sitting on this very bench and she sat down beside me.
Ten years ago, peering out to sea, I was so focused on my thoughts that my eye barely caught the flicker of movement by my side. If I could have foreseen the end result of what was such an insignificant moment, that small act of someone sitting down on this very bench, I would have gotten up and walked away. But I didn’t, and because I didn’t, that failure to stand up and walk away would start a chain of events that would cause me to sit here today with regret burning deep in my soul.
‘I’m sorry I disturbed you, you seem so deep in thought,’ the intruder said softly that day ten years ago, as she stood back up.
At her voice, I was shaken from my musings. ‘No, that’s okay, just scared is all.’ I replied, shocking myself that I had expressed my fear out loud to someone who was interrupting my deep contemplations.
‘Oh God! I thought I was the only one!’ She exclaimed as she plopped back down on the seat.
‘What?’ I replied as I turned towards her. It was just a quick glance but it struck me that her eyes were dull and lifeless and I saw some deep apprehension in them.
‘I was so sure that I was the only one scared out of my wits!’ She answered back, those eyes showing just a hint of moisture as she struggled with her obvious emotions.
It was then that I took the time to take in her appearance. The intruder was a girl, just a girl, not beautiful, gorgeous or any of the superlatives applied here, just a plain college girl. In fact if I had to guess, she hadn’t bothered a bit with her appearance today, no makeup, and hair in a quick pony-tail. Her clothes were simple, conservative shorts, baggy t-shirt and flat sandals. She had obviously chosen comfort over flash today, a surprise when you considered what we were obviously in town for.
‘What are you afraid of?’ I finally asked, after completing the quick inventory that all guys make of all girls.
‘Oh no, you said it first!’ she replied quickly and I caught just a tiny glimmer of playfulness in her eyes.
‘Okay …’ I began hesitantly, not really sure why I was even having this conversation. I’d wanted to find a place to sit quietly and now I was having to answer to someone I didn’t even know! ‘Okay, well I got here a couple days ago and did the spring break thing. You know, drink beer, party, get stupid, chase pussy!’
Damn, for the millionth time in my life my mouth ran faster than my brain and I knew I blushed a bit as I heard a small giggle come from my seat mate.
‘Catch any?’ She asked with a laugh.
‘Ah … well -,’ I stammered, embarrassed at the slip of the tongue
‘Go on, just teasing!’ She said, letting me know she wasn’t offended.
‘Actually, I didn’t to tell you the truth. I barely even tried, I’ve kind of felt this dark cloud over me the last couple of days.’
‘Dark cloud?’ she repeated, obviously looking for an explanation.
‘Yeah, I mean, it’s been building up but it really hit me this morning. I’m supposed to graduate and face the world here in a couple of months and it just scares the living shit out of me!’
‘Wow!’
Surprised by her exclamation, I asked. ‘What … wow?’
‘Well, just wow, I guess we’re in the same boat. I can’t believe it, but I have the same problem.’
I couldn’t help it as a thought occurred to me and I started laughing before I gave her a sly look. ‘So, you couldn’t catch any pussy either?’
‘WHAT!’ She exclaimed and then started laughing as she put it together.
‘Just got the one but that puts me one up on you!’ She threw out with a grin. I immediately realized that she was pretty quick on her feet.
‘OHHHHH … that hurt!’ I replied, recoiling as if I had been hit in the chest.
‘Serves you right!’ She said, still chuckling. ‘So go on with your problem.’
‘Well, I mean, that’s it! It seems like I’ve been in school my whole life, I’ve had some jobs but nothing solid
, just part time. When I graduate, I’m going to have to move on and get an actual career. I have some money saved, but I really have to find something quick or I’m out of luck!’
Turning back to her, I could see the way her eyes showed her fear. It struck me how they displayed her emotions so plainly. ‘So what about you?’ I asked.
‘Worse! I’ve never even had a job! I’m not even sure how to get one.’ She answered, her eyes welling up a bit.
‘Never had ANY job?’
‘No, I had a scholarship and my grandmother left me some money, so I never worked, I just wanted to focus on school. I even took classes in the summer so I could get a dual major. I do have some money left, but if I don’t get a job, I could be homeless!’
I was struck by the tenor of her voice, she was really worried. ‘Well, what about your folks, can you move back home?’ I asked, trying to be a calming voice to her obvious fright.
‘Hah,’ she snorted, ‘You mean the folks who were pissed off that I inherited Gram’s money and was going to waste it in college when they could have used it for booze and cigarettes!’
‘Sorry.’ I said quietly, instantly feeling bad that I had asked. It had seemed like an obvious question but as I sat there, I realized that in trying to calm her, I made it worse. Glad I hadn’t majored in psychology!
We both seemed to need a short break so we stared off into the ocean for a bit. ‘It’s okay, you didn’t know.’ She finally said softly. ‘What about your parents, can you go home?’
Now I saw that she felt bad as my face betrayed my emotions. ‘No, there really is no home. My parents divorced early, dad took off. My mom and I get along but she remarried and they had a couple more kids. It was okay growing up but … just uncomfortable I guess. Odd man out, you could say. When I got a scholarship offer from across the country, I took it and left.’
‘Still talk to her?’ She asked and I could hear a real empathy for me in her voice. She seemed better at this than I was. Maybe she majored in psychology?
‘Yeah, Mother’s Day, Christmas, on my birthday, but she has a new life and I think we call more out of a sense of obligation than anything.’
‘I’m sorry.’
Again the quiet settled in until I thought of something she said. ‘So … scholarship huh?’ I asked, changing the subject to what I hoped was a better one.
‘Academics,’ She answered proudly. ‘You?’
‘Baseball!’
‘Really, well maybe you can go pro!’ She said excitedly.
‘No, not really an option.’
‘Oh, what happened, get hurt?’
I looked over at her and caught her eye again, surprised at her genuine interest. ‘No, not hurt, just not good enough. I mean that was the dream, but one day I just looked in the mirror and realized that no matter what I did, I just didn’t have it. At that point I buckled down and started taking school more serious, so in the end, I’m okay with moving on.’
‘So if baseball’s not your future, what is?’
‘Well, I’m getting my degree in marketing, so I hope to get in advertising, you?
‘Accounting and business!’
‘Ahh .. good with numbers I suppose.’ I teased, so much for my guess of psychology!
‘Hope so, or a lot of homework went for naught!’ She said with a laugh. I noticed her eyes had a bit more sparkle than when she sat down, that seemed like a good sign.
A rumble broke into our conversation and I looked over at her as she hid her head in embarrassment. ‘Missed breakfast,’ she said sheepishly.
‘I’m getting a hot dog, I saw a vendor just over there.’ I said motioning my head to the side. It was then that I realized I had been talking to her for a while now and had missed a step. ‘Say, I don’t even know your name.’
‘Uhmm … Cammie.’ She answered hesitantly.
‘Cammie? Short for?’
‘Cameron’
‘Oh, okay, well I’m Mark.’ I said and held out my hand to shake hers.
Taking my hand, she gave me a firm handshake, which felt strangely warm and comfortable. ‘Short for Markus?
I chuckled as I released her hand, her question hitting me funny. ‘No, believe me, my parents weren’t that smart. Mark is just Mark.’ I answered still grinning.
‘Well at least you don’t have to explain it to everyone.’
‘Ah … but just like you, people assume.’
‘Touché!’ She answered as her stomach rumbled again.
‘Come on,’ I said as we got up and walked down the path. ‘So where do you go to school?’
‘Ahhmm – ‘she hesitated again.
Catching on quickly, I let her off the hook as I remembered why we were here. ‘I know, let me guess, spring break safety briefing?’
‘Sorry, I guess it’s drilled into me.’
‘I understand, and I’m not offended. But you do have to wonder with what I saw the last couple of nights if everyone got the word.’
‘Yeah, no shit!’
We were still laughing as we got to the stand and placed our orders. After picking up our food, we wandered back to the same bench to eat, making casual conversation along the way.
I finished first and dumped my trash in a nearby container. I had also gone without breakfast and the casualness of our chat had made me forget about the usual girl/boy rituals. No fine dining proprieties, I just inhaled the hot dogs as I was really hungry!
‘You’re fast!’ She told me with a smile, as she was just half way through her lunch.
Dropping down into my seat, I gave her a cheesy little grin. ‘Yeah, shocking with all my speed, I still couldn’t catch any.’
She had just taken a bite of her hot dog when what I said hit her and she started laughing so hard I thought she was going to choke. I was quickly going through my basic CPR instructions and trying to remember how many breaths to how many chest compressions, when she started to breathe again.
‘OH MY GOD!’ She yelled out as she finally regained control. ‘You almost killed me!’
‘Well, you ARE one up on me!’
‘STOP IT!’ She screamed at me playfully. ‘Let me finish in peace!’
I kept quiet while she finished the rest of her lunch and threw away the trash. I was just enjoying the view of the ocean and the gentle breeze when she returned to the bench and joined me again.
‘Penny for your thoughts?’ She finally asked.
I thought of continuing the joke but decided to be more serious. ‘I just wish I knew my future.’ I answered and I think she picked up on the conviction in my voice. I wasn’t playing, I was very serious.
‘Yeah, I know what you mean. I actually feel pretty confident that eventually I’ll do well, it’s just … I guess I wish I knew how hard the next few years will be before I get there.’
I turned towards her, stunned by how her thoughts were almost exactly the same as mine. ‘I swear you must be reading my mind, I was thinking the same thing!’
‘Wouldn’t it be great if we knew the next ten or fifteen years. I mean, I’d be good with that, maybe just ten years, after that, I think I’ll be okay.’
‘Ten years, yeah, I’m with you there, ten years, that’s all I need.’ I replied, still deep in thought. Then like the proverbial light bulb going off over my head, I had a crazy idea. ‘Tell you what, ten years from today, we meet back here and see what happened, how we did!’
‘What?’ She exclaimed.
‘It’ll be great, we meet back at this bench and then we tell each other all the struggles, successes, whatever that we had.’
‘You’re serious?’ She asked shaking her head at me.
‘Hell yeah, it’d be great.’
‘Fine, deal!’ She said and we exchanged another warm handshake. This time when I looked in her eyes, there was a small twinkle, gone was the darkness that was there when she sat down.
‘Now all we have to do is make a plan for our big success!’ I said as our hands broke apart.
‘All right, what’s the plan?’
‘Well first goal … I’ve gotta catch up!’ I told her,
with a sly grin.
‘Catch up with what?’ She asked quizzically.
‘How soon you forget that you’re already more successful than me.’ She didn’t even answer me, her face clearly showed her confusion, so I just pressed on. ‘You’re one up on me!’
Once again, we started laughing and I realized how much I enjoyed hearing her. She had a way of laughing with her whole body, letting it all go, without caring about how much noise she made or embarrassing herself in any way. I actually found it endearing after dealing with girls that were afraid that they might smear their makeup or ruffle their hair.
Ahh, the memories. Sitting alone on the bench, I reflected on how I had fallen for her over the next few hours. We talked about everything, our upbringing, challenges of school, but mostly our hopes and dreams for the future. As the day long ago passed, I remembered how her eyes kept getting brighter and brighter, her laughter more and more uninhibited. She was like no one I had ever met, serious and thoughtful one minute, hilarious the next. Her sense of humor and quick wit kept me off balance but behind the playfulness was an intellect that intrigued me. She was obviously smart, and I wasn’t at all surprised when she let on that she was going to graduate near the top of her class. She was obviously not a cheerleader in her slouchy shorts and t-shirt but after a while I saw that there was just something magnetic peeking out from inside of her.
I remember coming on spring break to party and find a girl or better yet girls, for some casual sex. But somehow I had run into one that had taken my mind into an entirely new direction, friend. I was sharing more of myself than I had ever shared with anyone in my life and I felt entirely at ease with it. Was I conscious of the fact that Cammie was a girl, of course, but for some reason that I couldn’t explain, it just didn’t seem to matter. All of my normal, impress her so I can get laid thoughts were gone, replaced with ‘hey this could be my best friend in the world’, and I was having the time of my life!
But after we talked for hours, it seemed that a lull finally settled in on us and I could see her start to grow anxious. I knew our time was coming to an end and we needed to return to our respective spring break plans. I couldn’t believe how it saddened me that we were just the proverbial ships passing in the night.
‘Well, I should really go.’ She said as she stood up.
‘Yeah, me too.’ I replied, rising up also.
I moved in slowly to her and gave her a chaste hug, wanting to feel her against me but not wanting to come across as the creepy guy from the beach!
‘See you in ten years.’ She said as we parted and she spun around and walked away.
‘See you then.’ I answered, unsure of what else I should say.
Watching her go that day, I had the feeling you get when you’ve lost something important. My thoughts started swirling as I tried to get a handle on the moment. Quickly I went through an inventory of her assets, looks, intelligence, and on and on. Then I switched to pro’s and con’s. Hell I didn’t even know where she was from, or where she was going, or where I was going for that matter.
But suddenly my analytical mind cleared and it was if all the independent thoughts were gone. Somehow, someway my heart took over and every thought I had was replaced in an instant with one, and I heard it loud and clear, DO NOT LET HER WALK OUT OF YOUR LIFE, STUPID!
Sprinting after her, I was surprised how easily I caught up. ‘HEY!’ I yelled out as I approached her. Maybe my mind was trying to gain back control as it calculated the appropriate time and distance parameters, went through the geometry and sent me out a little warning that she should have been a lot farther away than she actually was!
She quickly spun around at my words and I could see the tears in her eyes. Now that I was here, I realized I had no idea what to say, and looking at her face with those two wet tracks running down her cheeks, it wasn’t getting any easier.
Finally my heart stepped up again and cleared out my thoughts. It made me throw caution to the wind and speak straight from that heart that had taken control.
Cheryl
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