Her Thirties Part 26

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For dreams, too, are ghosts, desires chased in sleep, gone by morning.
― Libba Bray



The restaurant I chose seemed to take Marilyn by surprise—there were pools of candlelight, Florentine frescoes and beautiful stonework.

“It’s like a romantic hideaway,” she whispered.

We were shown to a secluded table. I ordered a bottle of Antinori Tiganello Toscana 2007.

“An excellent choice,” the waiter smiled knowingly.



“You order wine first?” she asked when he was gone.

“That’ll keep him at bay for a while, so we can talk without being interrupted.”

“Very smooth,” she smirked.

“Why don’t you tell me your story first,” I suggested.

“Why—are you intrigued?”



Her eyes were huge and dark, and honestly, I couldn’t imagine being more intrigued by anyone.

“Of course, I’m intrigued—a beautiful girl who’s lost her identity? —It’s the makings of a Hollywood film.”

“I wish I found it that exciting—sometimes it’s terrifying, to tell the truth.”

I immediately regretted my flippant remark—she could see it in the pained look in my eyes.

She put her hand over mine and looked directly at me. “It’s all right—I know you didn’t mean to be insensitive.”



My hand felt like it was on fire—my whole body, for that matter. It was as if a pulse of electricity passed between us.

She felt it too and jerked her hand back so quickly the water glass beside her shook and water sloshed onto the crisp white tablecloth.

“Oh, I’m sorry,” she exclaimed.

The waiter appeared at that moment with our wine and used a small white towel to quickly blot up the spill.



“It’s nothing Signorina—a few drops,” he consoled.

“Thank you, Ernesto,” I said, slipping him a twenty. He smiled and quietly retreated.

“Ernesto, eh? You must come here often.”

I colored. “Now and then.”



I had deliberately chosen this spot rather than Sassafraz, figuring if I bumped into Sam again, it’d be more likely in the Village than here.

Besides, this place had no bad mojo—I know it seemed fetishistic, but I didn’t want to take any chances on another chance encounter with Sam ruining my night.

“You said you weren’t a player,” she teased.

I sighed—I didn’t want to get into it—but here we were.



“I recently broke up with someone I had been seeing for a while—so I’m hardly a player.”

A look of compassion spread across her face. “I’m sorry, Scott.”

“As for Ernesto,” I continued, “a group of us used to come here a couple of times a year to celebrate occasions—so, I got to know him. But I haven’t been here in months—you can ask him if you like.”

She laughed, “That won’t be necessary—I believe you.”

“So, we were supposed to be talking about you, and here I am, talking about my pathetic love life.”

“At least you have one,” she whispered.



My heart melted for her. I wanted to take her hand and console her, but I didn’t want to have to bring back Ernesto to deal with the consequences.

“Maybe you do have a love life,” I said.

She chuckled bitterly. “If I do, it’s a secret one—secret even to me.”

You have no idea, I mused.

Of course I knew I’d be seeing her again that night in my dreams



To be continued...



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Well another great post. That restaurant pic is in Toronto. I have been there before. I am excited each day to read your posts so Thank you John again. I feel so alive this week. Did you write A familiar Rain my sister asked.

Thanks, Brian - I'm so excited that you know the locale - and yes, A Familiar Rain is mine but don't try to buy it online - It's far too pricey...I'll have to make it available on Amazon

Yeah, this officialy has to be one of the most engaging stories right now on the platform.

“So, we were supposed to be talking about you, and here I am, talking about my pathetic love life.”

“At least you have one,” she whispered.

This kind of dialogs alone... man, i haven't found anything like them in here.

Congratulations!

This is killing me, you have to post more, more, more.. hahaha

And indeed an excellent choice of wine.. ;)

Amazing, Thanks for sharing Her Thirties.

thanks, Olivia

very well post and great writing and story dear @johnjgeddes.i like your post so i just resteem your post

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I'm from Maracaibo - Venezuela, he has seen his publications and I would really like to know the restaurant with my family, many successes and blessings! I own a business in my country very small and someday I would like to undertake something like that, I know that with the passage of time I can achieve my dream. At the moment I have to struggle to get to that. (I use a translator).

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