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Saturday, August 9, 2014
Being the center of attention has never really been my thing, but everyone just wound up not dancing and staring at Emily and me after our dance. It startled me when the women all started cheering – the men absolutely did not! – because I had completely lost touch with everything in the world other than Em during that dance.
‘Thanks, bro,’ Jack said to me. ‘Either all of us or none of us are going to get laid tonight.’ Randy, my classmate with the flaming red hair, added, ‘Oh, it won’t be any of us. Teresa will just complain, ‘Why don’t you ever dance with me like that?”
‘Dude, the dance floor’s right there. Nothing’s stopping you.’
Jack had to let the guys know about my history with Emily. It looks like there weren’t going to be any more secrets. At least the guys were reasonably calm about things: I guess that Emily must have told the women that we’d just gotten engaged, because they were all huddled together squealing like teenagers.
The reunion party went on for about another hour, when Jane finally called for everybody’s attention. ‘People! I want all of the couples up on the dance floor!’ The women all hit the floor with big smiles on their faces, while not a few of the men kind of dragged themselves out to be with their wives or girlfriends. Then Charlotte and Janis, a couple of the old cheerleaders, went around pairing up all of the singles who were left out there.
‘I know that this is your fault,’ one of the single guys whispered to me as Charlotte paired him up with one of the single women.
‘People,’ Jane shouted out again, while standing next to her husband. ‘Men, if you want to get lucky tonight, Reed and Emily have shown you the way!’ All of the women laughed, and then Jane pointed to the DJ, and yelled, ‘Hit it!’
And then the DJ started the music Jane had specified: I will always love you, by Whitney Houston, Kenny Chesney’s You had me at hello, and then Truly, Madly, Deeply and Unchained Melody again.
Sunday, August 10, 2014
It was 6:22 in the morning, and the sun was streaming in the hotel room windows. Emily was still asleep, and I was cuddled up against her in the ‘spooning’ position, both of us on our right sides, and my left arm around her waist. A soft ‘Mmmmm’ told me that she wasn’t completely asleep, but in that half-awake state in which lovers can really appreciate the morning together.
Lovers? Well, definitely that, and last night had been every bit as great as those three days in the Poconos a decade ago. But, if it was more than just the mood, and a little bit of alcohol – Emily hadn’t had more than a glass of white wine, and all I’d had were two beers – we were betrothed! Would the cold light of the morning undo the promise we made to each other while we were dancing to Unchained Melody?
Yeah, we’d gotten back together, in really the first place we’d gotten together: a big, soft bed. But that doesn’t change the facts, and the facts are that Emily is, and always has been, out of my league, way out of my league. I didn’t catch all of the details last night, but she’s an accountant, working for a top firm in Philly, and I’m just a now-unemployed ranch hand. I could get employed again, in a New York minute, if I were back in Nevada. What I would do in Philly or Jersey, I have no flaming idea.
Emily stirred a bit more, and then turned her head to give me a quick kiss. ‘I’ve got to take a minute,’ she said. ‘Morning breath!’
‘Oh, crap, this is your hotel room, and I don’t even have a toothbrush with me.’
‘Hey, we’re engaged now, I can let you use my toothbrush, after me, not before.’ Emily giggled at that as she got up and headed for the bathroom, and it made me smile: it was morning now, a sober morning, and Emily was right up front with us being engaged. There was no hesitation in her words or in her voice. Hey, she had just offered to let me use her toothbrush, it doesn’t get any more intimate than that! The hotel had a nice, nice shower, a shower definitely big enough for two, and after we got rid of morning breath – and gave each other a bit of privacy to use the head – we took a long, long hot shower together.
We didn’t make love this morning. Somehow, we both seemed satisfied just to be with each other, to wake up and share a wonderful morning.
‘So,’ she asked me, ‘what did you think about the end of the party? I think we made a lot of couples happy last night.’ Emily had a big grin on her face with that thought. ‘And did you see Tommy and Suzanne? Charlotte put them together, and they were never buddies, but if they didn’t wind up in bed together after that dance . . . .’
‘Em, I’ve got to ask: just what happened last night? I mean, I can remember our dancing and how wonderful that was, and the big question and answer, but everything else seems like a blur.’
‘I know you weren’t drunk.’
‘No, it’s like once I saw you, after ten years, all I could focus on was you. You do know that I’ve been carrying a torch for you ever since the ski trip, right?’
‘You mean, since you told me that you loved me, on the second night we were together?’ Well, that was direct!
‘Too much, too soon, I guess.’
‘No, no, because I felt it, too, but you were going off to the Army and I figured to Iraq, and I just slammed the door shut before I got too involved, before I could get hurt. I mean, I wanted to stay with you, I was really feeling it, too, but I didn’t want to be waiting at home for a body bag. I took the safe way out, but I thought about you, thought about you a lot.’
‘Well, that doesn’t hurt my feelings any. I had thought that I’d just misinterpreted everything, and that the trip wasn’t all that special to you.’ Emily came over, put her arms around my neck and kissed me, one of her soft and tender kisses, and said, ‘Boy, were you wrong. Those three days were very special to me. I was just scared, is all.’
‘I guess that we have a lot of figuring out to do, how to make this work, because right now, I’m out of a job. Why don’t we go on down and get breakfast, and later on, we can go over to my mom’s house. Boy, won’t this be a surprise to her?’
So, we got dressed, and headed down to the hotel dining room . . . and there we saw Tommy and Suzanne, having breakfast together, all smiles and holding hands across the table. Emily whispered to me, ‘Told you so.’
We finished breakfast, and then went back up to Emily’s hotel room, we had to vacate the room by eleven, since Emily had reservations only for last night. Em packed up her stuff, and we went back downstairs to check out. She was doing that when Tommy came up to me in the lobby and just said, ‘Thanks, man.’ It was then that I noticed Suzanne at the desk, also checking out.
‘Em,’ I began, ‘before we head over to my mother’s house, maybe we ought to take a walk in the park, and discuss how we’re actually going to do things. You’ve got your career, but I’m just an unemployed ranch hand, and it’s not like I can marry you and not keep up my end of the marriage.’
So, Emily got her car, and I went over to my F-150, since we had to get them out of the hotel parking lot by eleven, and we both headed over for the reservoir park, to discuss things. Emily has her home across the border, in Pennsylvania, where I know exactly nobody, and I doubt that a ranch hand is in big demand. I can weld, and I can run heavy equipment, a loader, a ‘dozer, an excavator, almost everything but a crane, but I don’t have a union card, and those jobs might be tough to find around union town like Philly without being in the union. And I’m not sure what Emily would think about the reality of having a husband who came home from work dirty and sweaty every night. Her stupid ex-husband was an attorney – something that was no surprise to me at all – and if he was an asshole and an idiot, he still was part of the same class Emily is. If I could get into the union, I could easily make $50 or more an hour,
which is Emily’s class money, but I still wouldn’t be a suit-and-tie, country club husband.
We met at the park, and started walking around. The reservoir park was a bit cooler than the rest of the town during a mid-August day, with a lot of shade trees and, being on the east side of the water, a cooler breeze off the lake.
‘Em, I’ve got to tell you, I’m a bit worried about not having a job right now. I want to marry you, I’ve wanted to marry you for ten years now, but I sure can’t afford a big wedding, and . . . .’
‘Don’t worry about that, I’ve already had the big wedding, and where did it leave me? Divorced from a rotten, alcoholic husband who chased whores and slapped me around a few times. So what if you’re not a doctor or a lawyer? What you are is honest, and hard-working, and what woman wouldn’t prefer that to what I had before? We can get a license, and married by a judge in his chambers, and that’s good enough for me! Of course, the longer we wait to get married, the more my ex has to pay in alimony!’
‘Emily, is that really a reason not to get married?’
‘No, it isn’t, and it’s just so sweet of you to be that eager to marry me rather than just move into my house. I mean, we could do that, you know, but you’re right: I want to marry you, I want the commitment of our getting married, and I want my kids to see us as married, as husband and wife, instead of just mom and her live-in boyfriend.’
‘Em, you are just wonderful.’
‘You know, you’re the only person who has ever called me ‘Em.’ I remembered you doing that ten years ago, and I thought it was kind of special then, too. I like it, I like it a lot.’ With that, Emily stopped and kissed me.
‘Well, I guess that I’ll have to start looking for a job in Pennsylvania. There are a lot of things I could do, though finding a good job with my skills but no union card might be a little tough. I’m pretty sure that I could get a non-union job running a loader for a quarry or concrete company, but that’d probably pay only about $20 an hour.’
‘Is that your dream, though? What’s your real dream? I mean, other than marrying me?’ Emily giggled a bit at that last part.
‘To tell the truth, I loved it out West, working on the Botticelli’s ranch. There was a lot of work to do, but there was the freedom of the open sky, the beauty of that stark terrain and the Ruby Mountains in the background, the smell of the sagebrush after a rain. My dream would be to own a cattle ranch in Nevada, to snuggle up against you with a fire in the fireplace when there’s snow on the ground, to build an outdoor bedroom for us like the Botticelli’s have where we sleep and make love in the moonlight, to hear an elk bugling in the distance, and to cook out over an open campfire out on the range. But that’s just unattainable right now. There actually are a couple of pieces of ranch property available outside of Elko, and more in other parts of the state, but they cost several million dollars.’
‘That sounds really, really nice. I know you’ve worked on a ranch like that, could you actually manage such a place?’
‘Oh, I’m sure that I could. I know what it takes, and I’ve seen how the Botticellis have managed, and grown, their ranch. It’s a lot of work, but it’s immensely satisfying work, and when I finished a hard day at the ranch, I felt a sense of accomplishment, I knew that I’d gotten something valuable done.’
‘So, if we had the money to get started, we could do it?’
‘Oh, yeah, I’m sure we could.’ Then it hit me. ‘Emily, what are you saying here?’
‘You have a fiancée who’s a CPA, because I passed my last license exam two years ago, who knows how to arrange financing, who’s living in a half-million dollar house, and who has more than a few dollars tucked away. With us together, your dream is my dream, and it is possible.’
‘Em, . . . .’
‘Have you ever heard Cowboy, take me away, by the Dixie Chicks?’
‘Actually, I have, and I’ve seen the video on YouTube.’
‘Well then, cowboy, take me away!’
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