Tuesday, November 09, 2004

The Zephyr . 8.

Caramel... If I am mistaken, I'll go, but..." he stopped. "I'm Ben, well, Benjamin. You know me as GrizzlyAdam. Adam..." He stopped again, waiting.

"Adam?? My Adam? " Surprise and shock showed on her face, while her words were quiet. She just kept staring at him. "My Adam?" she repeated with a new tone. He didn't know if it sounded happy, or shocked, or get the hell out of here. He didn't know what to think yet.

"May I sit down? he asked, and prayed silently.

"Sit!? Oh yes, sit here, " and she scrambled to toss the pillow, coat and purse to the floor at her feet. Her face was hidden while she did it and he was dying to know what her eyes would tell him.

He slid into the seat next to her, and nodded to the ladies in front. They turned back in their seats but he knew they were still listening. Then he steeled himself to turn and look at her.

"Adam?" she asked again, still in that quiet voice. The look didn't tell him anything yet.

He looked down a moment , and did what he had wanted to do for months. He took her hand. He looked up at her and smiled. "Your Adam."

"Oh my God! Oh my God! Oh my God!" This time her voice wasn't quiet. The ladies in front jumped. "Adam!!" She nearly yelled it, and smiles broke out on the ladies' faces because it was easy to tell this time she didn't need them to interfere.

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