Damon didn’t expect her to love him, not as quickly as he had seemed to have fallen for her. In reality, it wasn’t quick though, not really. Damon had been falling for her for years, and when he finally saw her in person, he was sure they would spend a lifetime together. A few years in Chicago getting a masters degree she probably didn’t really need wouldn’t stand in the way of that, but he felt betrayed. She should have told him sooner.
When he went home after seeing Lisa at the Starlight Cafe, he couldn’t work. He stood and looked at the half-painted canvas, the lines and colors still not quite right, but he didn’t know how to fix it. So he went inside to lay on the couch in his living room and listen to some music. John Coltrane’s A Love Supreme was ideal. He listened to the rise and fall of notes. When he closed his eyes, it was like he could see them as dots and brushstrokes in the air. Soon he fell asleep.
The cell phone vibrating in his hand woke him. He dropped it on the tile floor and sat up with a start. Looking down at the phone he saw Lisa’s name on the screen. He picked it up and read the text.
It wasn’t long before she knocked on his door. When she strolled into his living room on her long slender legs any disappointment he’d felt about her upcoming move drifted away. Her arms were crossed and her shoulders slumped like she was trying to make her tall frame as small as possible.
She spoke first. “I’m not sure what I’m apologizing for, but I feel like I need to tell you I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to lead you on.” [Read more…]