July 10, 2001
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THE STORY OF IO, PART II
"Will you marry me?" James had asked, while on one knee in front of me, as I sat in his desk chair.
"Yes!" was my instant reply. (Surprised, aren’t you?) He was so overcome with joy, he wept. I’d never seen him cry before, and he wasn’t exactly sobbing; he just had tears spring into his eyes. He immediately started making plans about our wedding, and our life together, and our children...
Fear overtook me. I looked at him, happily bounding about the room, chattering on about how blissful the next 50 years would be. "What was I thinking?" I asked myself. "What on earth was I thinking?" Perhaps I had lost my mind. Something had to be done, and quickly.
"James," I said softly. "James." I quietly explained that perhaps my "yes" had been premature, and that I’d like to rescind that immediate affirmative. How do you tell someone this politely? I was quite sure at this point I was going to hell for what I was doing, but I figured it would be worse to do it months or years down the road. The milk had been spilt, and I needed to quickly clean it up. I apologized time and again for leading him in the wrong direction.
Did I mention it was his 21st birthday?
Well, James took it as well as a person could. He said he really wasn’t in much of a mood to drive me home, and that I could find my own way. I didn’t blame him. Hitch, the roommate, took me back to my place on a tense, revealing ride. See, Hitch decided this was a fine opportunity to confess that he, too, was in love with me.
Really, I wasn’t all that. What the heck was going on?
To be continued...
Comments (5)
heh heh heh!
I still contend that it was some kind of government experiment with the water.
Either that or too much focused radiation from those old monitors you used to stare into for days at a time.
Yeah. Definitely one of those two.
Oh my - this reminds me of that old curse "may you live in interesting times!" I'm hooked though, what happened next??
WOAH! You've got it and they want it! I will be back to see how this turns out.
Oh, my! You really got around, didn't ya?
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