Flames In The Fire

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in the living room. I hear the car already outside to take me to the wedding reception. I missed the wedding, but I will make the reception. My mother will k

tigue. I will start back next semester. In the meantime, I plan to work for my father and res

me if I do not get you to th

I say as I get into the car. I miss driving. The do

“You do realize you are ver

re waiting for me,

ther will be bringing

home. I cannot deal with her trying to

illiam drives the fifteen minutes to the reception hall. I get out of the car before he can open the d

wonderful time. The room is decorated mainly blue, with fairy lights everywhere. It is so dark in here. A

iously had a lot to drink. “Celebratin

t to make my way in the other direction when he takes my arm. “Liste

ys thought he was hot. He was on the football team, and I was a cheerleader, but he

k over and see him. Wow, I look over to see John sitting at

lk back to the bar. I make my rounds quickly to let my mother know I made it and I speak to the beautiful bride. If I had driven myse

nd and smiles at me when he sees me. I smile back. His beautiful

ea how happy it made me that he wanted to say hi. Men are intimidated by me because of my fa

d me and clumsily danced with me, I felt something I have never felt before in my lif

. We sneak out the back door and run

not be looking f

r, and I get into his truck. “Where do you want to

water. The lake has a lovely sandy area that my father had put in when he was mayor. The p

. “I have a blanket in the truck if you do

him. “You shouldn’t. You are b

ks,”

essy breakup. I talk about school and how I want to go back. It is nice to

ed to do that since high school, and just in case I never got a chance to do it again,” John says. I lean

ck, holding my hand. “Are you

s!” John