comfortable with, but she was obviously in need of some reassurance. When I walked her out the front door, she seemed a little more hopeful. I wanted her to be happy, and I meant what I said about helping her, but I didn't love her. I leaned into her car, and she kissed my cheek. I watched her car leave and headed back to the porch just in time to see my parents pull into the drive. My parents were less than impressed with Camille or her behavior. The look I got from them made me feel instantly ashamed. What a night this had turned out to be.
BETH HAD SPENT THE entire day grilling me on the set up. She had not even allowed me to help create the presentation. She hadn't been unpleasant really, but she had treated me like a child. She even went as far as to create a set of note cards to help me with my lines.
Whatever.
I was content to sit quietly, only responding when she asked me to or mindlessly nodding that I understood. We took a break for lunch where I retreated to my office to check my email.
"Hey, Drew. I can't wait to meet you this afternoon. I'll be waiting at the bench next to the volleyball net. -Victoria!"
Her excitement was contagious. I was very excited to meet her as well. I did harbor a bit of guilt about my interaction with Camille the night before, but I was banking on the fact that I wasn't exclusive with any of them yet.
I was also excited about the rave the next night. Not so excited about my early morning flight. Or the flight itself for that matter. I hated flying. I hated the takeoff, the landing, watching the clouds zoom by, etc.
On the other hand, of course there was Beth. We would be on our trip for three days, and that was totally worth the near death experience. I hoped.
At quitting time, I headed to the bathroom down the hall and checked my appearance. I had worn a pair of jeans and a button up collared shirt. I’d chosen it because the blues and grays in the shirt brought out the color of my eyes. I was turning into such a girl.
"Alrighty then, so I guess we have about covered the presentation, and I’ll see you tomorrow for the plane walk through so you can get familiar with the layout and all of the features. Do you have any questions?" Her eyes blinked quickly as she waited for my response.
"No, I think I got it." Trying to save what little dignity I had after her grade school teaching lesson, I turned and retreated out of the conference room and back into the kitchen to check out the newly installed vending machines. They were incredible if I do say so myself. It included a beverage machine, which housed sodas and juices and a pair of hot and cold snack machines, which included muffins, sandwiches, and an array of candy and chips. I was in heaven checking out the shiny pack of peanut M&Ms. I swiped my card and watched the bright yellow bag drop into the bin. I snatched it up and ripped the plastic spilling the chocolate into my palm.
"I see you found the machines." Beth pulled her hands behind her back, and I nodded trying not to throw some smartass comment in her direction. "They are great. You made a good choice in selecting them."
"Thanks!" I mumbled through the mouthful of chocolate. I knew it was impolite, but after that morning's ABC lesson I was interested in being charming.
"Okay." She shrugged. Looking as if she was holding back, I continued to stare waiting for her to finish what she need to say, but she was silent until she spun around on her heels and exited the room.
Weird, right? What was she trying to accomplish? Did she want me to thank her for treating me like a child? She insulted me one minute and praised me the other. Brushing off that strange experience, I headed back to my office to get my things.
When I arrived at the park, my engine seemed to startle the park's quiet setting. I got out of the car and strolled slowly to the bench. When I got closer, I could see the long flowing strawberry blonde hair from behind. I could tell she needed a
BETH HAD SPENT THE entire day grilling me on the set up. She had not even allowed me to help create the presentation. She hadn't been unpleasant really, but she had treated me like a child. She even went as far as to create a set of note cards to help me with my lines.
Whatever.
I was content to sit quietly, only responding when she asked me to or mindlessly nodding that I understood. We took a break for lunch where I retreated to my office to check my email.
"Hey, Drew. I can't wait to meet you this afternoon. I'll be waiting at the bench next to the volleyball net. -Victoria!"
Her excitement was contagious. I was very excited to meet her as well. I did harbor a bit of guilt about my interaction with Camille the night before, but I was banking on the fact that I wasn't exclusive with any of them yet.
I was also excited about the rave the next night. Not so excited about my early morning flight. Or the flight itself for that matter. I hated flying. I hated the takeoff, the landing, watching the clouds zoom by, etc.
On the other hand, of course there was Beth. We would be on our trip for three days, and that was totally worth the near death experience. I hoped.
At quitting time, I headed to the bathroom down the hall and checked my appearance. I had worn a pair of jeans and a button up collared shirt. I’d chosen it because the blues and grays in the shirt brought out the color of my eyes. I was turning into such a girl.
"Alrighty then, so I guess we have about covered the presentation, and I’ll see you tomorrow for the plane walk through so you can get familiar with the layout and all of the features. Do you have any questions?" Her eyes blinked quickly as she waited for my response.
"No, I think I got it." Trying to save what little dignity I had after her grade school teaching lesson, I turned and retreated out of the conference room and back into the kitchen to check out the newly installed vending machines. They were incredible if I do say so myself. It included a beverage machine, which housed sodas and juices and a pair of hot and cold snack machines, which included muffins, sandwiches, and an array of candy and chips. I was in heaven checking out the shiny pack of peanut M&Ms. I swiped my card and watched the bright yellow bag drop into the bin. I snatched it up and ripped the plastic spilling the chocolate into my palm.
"I see you found the machines." Beth pulled her hands behind her back, and I nodded trying not to throw some smartass comment in her direction. "They are great. You made a good choice in selecting them."
"Thanks!" I mumbled through the mouthful of chocolate. I knew it was impolite, but after that morning's ABC lesson I was interested in being charming.
"Okay." She shrugged. Looking as if she was holding back, I continued to stare waiting for her to finish what she need to say, but she was silent until she spun around on her heels and exited the room.
Weird, right? What was she trying to accomplish? Did she want me to thank her for treating me like a child? She insulted me one minute and praised me the other. Brushing off that strange experience, I headed back to my office to get my things.
When I arrived at the park, my engine seemed to startle the park's quiet setting. I got out of the car and strolled slowly to the bench. When I got closer, I could see the long flowing strawberry blonde hair from behind. I could tell she needed a
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