I know he’s coming. I can always tell. It not like I’m psychic or anything. I just have always been able to tell when he is near. Mom says it’s because we were meant to be together. My sister calls me Radar because of it; from that old TV show about the army hospital in Korea.
But I also know he is coming because he is almost always about five minutes early. He hates to be late. And tonight will be no different.
It was different though. I began to be unsure if he was close. I had felt him coming but now there was none of the usual “flutters” he gave me. Maybe he had to go back for something he forgot and he will call or text soon. I picked up a magazine to read, but suddenly felt a sharp pain in my side. It was strong enough I called out in pain. My mom came to see what was wrong.
“What’s wrong dear?” She asked as she came into the room.
Clutching my side I gasped and managed to get out, “Something is wrong. I think it is Tom.”
Mom looked at the clock and said, “it is just now 7 o’clock, he will be here any minute.”
“No,” I said. “He would have been here five minutes ago, but something is not right. I need to call him.” I took out my phone and punched his name. It rang and ended up in voicemail. “He is not answering.” I grasped my side tighter as another pain shot through.
I was panicked, sure this was bad. Then as suddenly as it started the pain stopped. I sat up straight again and tried his number again. It rang once and someone answered, “Hello?”
“Is Tom there please?” I asked the unknown voice.
“This is Sgt. Chris Houge of the Carroll police department. I’m afraid there has been an accident.”
Written for Fandango’s One-Word Challenge (FOWC) – radar
It is time again
Life has gotten too chaotic
Time to slow down
Leave the errands
And the chores undone
It is time to schedule
Something special for you and I
Time to soothe our senses
Take time to discover each other again
Like when our love was new
And our passion was high
Some soft music, candlelight and wine
Your arms around me
Our hearts beating as one
It’s time to let desires rule the night
Written for Fandango’s One-Word Challenge (FOWC) – schedule
We sat in the truck next to each other talking about everything.Our favorites, what we dreamed, our dislikes, what we had… it went on and on for hours.Then as the first birds of the day began to signal the coming sunlight with song we were amazed that the time had passed.Telling him I would see him later that night we just stared at the horizon watching the sun create the day’s first shadows.Then with one last kiss goodbye I slid off of the seat and stepped into the grass, covered in morning dew.
Slowly walking to the door I heard him start the truck and pull out of the driveway.I did all I could to keep from looking back and waving goodbye.I removed my keys from my purse and heard a squirrel chatter at a bird in the tree as I opened the door.
The night is forever in my memory as an example of time truly lost in what seemed like seconds.When you are with the right person at the right time, time more than stands still.It runs backwards and takes your breath away.