find out that you gave a scared
child a stuffed bear. The witness said that the child was just sitting there,
and suddenly sees the little dog on his lap. And I know it's true because it's
exactly the kind of thing you would do. But I have to hear it from a ‘reliable
source.’”
“I know, Luce. I know you want to
spend more time together. You think I don’t? But, if I wasn’t there saving that
child from his stepfather, who knows what would have happened to him? I can’t
just turn my back.”
“I don’t want you to turn your
back, Colin. But you can’t save everyone. You need to take time to be with
people who love you.”
“You mean you right? I need to
make time to be with you.”
“What is wrong with wanting to
spend time with you, Colin? Do you have a problem with me missing you?"
“No. Of course not. I miss you
too. And I promise that we’re going to have some time alone. I just can’t do it
right now.”
“Are we still on for our game
weekend?”
Colin looks confused, and like
every other time he seems to be on another page, it feels like he is slipping
away a little bit. In his defense, he quickly recovers.
“Game weekend. Yes. I am totally
stoked. I got a new dictionary and everything. I can’t wait to show you all the
new words I learned.”
I want to tease him back and laugh
with him like we used to. I want to tell him how much better I am than him,
then kiss him when he pouts.
I don’t though. The most I can
give him is a small smile and a nod, because right now all I can think about is
how he must not be planning to ask me to marry him, because if he was, he
wouldn’t have forgotten we had plans in the first place.
Chapter Fifteen
The “Make It Special” Mix
My mind has been on our upcoming
weekend all day today. I have been doing research on a pet expo coming to our
area, but my heart isn’t in it.
Today is Thursday, and so far
Colin has yet to cancel. In fact, he has even sent me a couple texts saying how
he can’t wait to spend the weekend with me, and to tell me how much fun we are
going to have. I even got a text this morning.
“ You know we’ll be there until Tuesday, therefore, naked rules apply on
the drive home.”
To top it all off, Colin told me
last night that his Uncle Phil is letting us use his cabin to “make it
special.”
Special? Like marriage proposal special?
I don’t want to get too excited,
based on Colin’s track record, but he seems to be looking forward to the trip
as much as I am. So I have allowed myself a little bit of hope that this weekend
may work out well.
I’m thinking about the snacks I
plan to buy for the car trip when Ruth, another researcher in the department,
flies into my cubicle. In typical Ruth fashion, she’s wearing four-inch heels,
which brings her to about five foot three. She’s wearing a yellow shift dress
with a white headband. Her bright colors fit her personality.
“Lucy, hey! I am so glad you’re
here. I have exciting news.”
“Pasta bar in the cafeteria
today?” I’m only kind of teasing. Ruth thinks the fact that we got a new hotdog
stand on the corner of our block is exciting news, so most of the time I take
her excitement with a grain of salt.
“It’s pasta day in the cafeteria?
That’s not my news, but that is awesome. You think they will have bowtie pasta
again?”
“They always have bowtie pasta,
Ruth. So, what’s the big news?”
“Right. My news. I think I might
get to be on air!”
“That’s amazing! How did that come
about?”
“I talked to Alex today. And he
told me that if I can track down a big news story, he will air it. And…"
she pauses for dramatic effect. "If I do well, it might mean more airtime
for me! I could be ‘Ruth Paige, investigative reporter.’ Her voice changes to
fit that of a reporter announcing her story.
“I can’t wait to see it.” I am
excited for her. She’s made for the camera. “So, what’s the big story you are
going to scoop, Ruth
child a stuffed bear. The witness said that the child was just sitting there,
and suddenly sees the little dog on his lap. And I know it's true because it's
exactly the kind of thing you would do. But I have to hear it from a ‘reliable
source.’”
“I know, Luce. I know you want to
spend more time together. You think I don’t? But, if I wasn’t there saving that
child from his stepfather, who knows what would have happened to him? I can’t
just turn my back.”
“I don’t want you to turn your
back, Colin. But you can’t save everyone. You need to take time to be with
people who love you.”
“You mean you right? I need to
make time to be with you.”
“What is wrong with wanting to
spend time with you, Colin? Do you have a problem with me missing you?"
“No. Of course not. I miss you
too. And I promise that we’re going to have some time alone. I just can’t do it
right now.”
“Are we still on for our game
weekend?”
Colin looks confused, and like
every other time he seems to be on another page, it feels like he is slipping
away a little bit. In his defense, he quickly recovers.
“Game weekend. Yes. I am totally
stoked. I got a new dictionary and everything. I can’t wait to show you all the
new words I learned.”
I want to tease him back and laugh
with him like we used to. I want to tell him how much better I am than him,
then kiss him when he pouts.
I don’t though. The most I can
give him is a small smile and a nod, because right now all I can think about is
how he must not be planning to ask me to marry him, because if he was, he
wouldn’t have forgotten we had plans in the first place.
Chapter Fifteen
The “Make It Special” Mix
My mind has been on our upcoming
weekend all day today. I have been doing research on a pet expo coming to our
area, but my heart isn’t in it.
Today is Thursday, and so far
Colin has yet to cancel. In fact, he has even sent me a couple texts saying how
he can’t wait to spend the weekend with me, and to tell me how much fun we are
going to have. I even got a text this morning.
“ You know we’ll be there until Tuesday, therefore, naked rules apply on
the drive home.”
To top it all off, Colin told me
last night that his Uncle Phil is letting us use his cabin to “make it
special.”
Special? Like marriage proposal special?
I don’t want to get too excited,
based on Colin’s track record, but he seems to be looking forward to the trip
as much as I am. So I have allowed myself a little bit of hope that this weekend
may work out well.
I’m thinking about the snacks I
plan to buy for the car trip when Ruth, another researcher in the department,
flies into my cubicle. In typical Ruth fashion, she’s wearing four-inch heels,
which brings her to about five foot three. She’s wearing a yellow shift dress
with a white headband. Her bright colors fit her personality.
“Lucy, hey! I am so glad you’re
here. I have exciting news.”
“Pasta bar in the cafeteria
today?” I’m only kind of teasing. Ruth thinks the fact that we got a new hotdog
stand on the corner of our block is exciting news, so most of the time I take
her excitement with a grain of salt.
“It’s pasta day in the cafeteria?
That’s not my news, but that is awesome. You think they will have bowtie pasta
again?”
“They always have bowtie pasta,
Ruth. So, what’s the big news?”
“Right. My news. I think I might
get to be on air!”
“That’s amazing! How did that come
about?”
“I talked to Alex today. And he
told me that if I can track down a big news story, he will air it. And…"
she pauses for dramatic effect. "If I do well, it might mean more airtime
for me! I could be ‘Ruth Paige, investigative reporter.’ Her voice changes to
fit that of a reporter announcing her story.
“I can’t wait to see it.” I am
excited for her. She’s made for the camera. “So, what’s the big story you are
going to scoop, Ruth
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