A life without compromise – Chapter 2
Part 2
THE SECOND
Strange blessing in disguise it was almost a month later when trying to grapple with that love found and lost in an instant, the second girl stepped into my life. Let’s call her C. Yes, C was indeed the much needed healing from the after-shock of loss. She listened, unprejudiced to my ranting of having been beguiled into a relationship I had convinced myself existed.
Then we hung out a week later at a pub and for the first time, I didn’t just see her as that pleasant girl-next-door, nor that professional disposition at the club I worked-out at. Instead, here was a really amusing social creature who made her friends laugh, and who could drink anyone under the table. That evening, she had a lot more than any of us. Significant that evening was because not only did she invite me out of compassion for my lonely depressed 33rd birthday, but also I was made privy to a social side of her that was a delightful discovery.
So after supper, she started to feel really nauseated and managed to throw up all in her tummy. Whilst holding her tresses back as her friend helped her purge into a plastic bag, I saw the saddest and most vulnerable child in her who needed someone to take care of her, unlike the free and independent spirit I was first drawn to at her workplace.
The morning after started a series of more personal sms communication involving queries on her health and asking her to join me for an evening out at a Girl-party. And the evening at the party would be our significant private moments of mutual acknowledgment of interest. That evening I noticed her eyes a lot more for the first time and I kept looking away for fear that I may fall in love. Apparently it was the same for her because she could sense the tension. After the evening’s event, I walked her to the van and instinctively took her big gym bag while she held my arm. That sensation not only thrilled because of her physical proximity but more at the potential development of that future closeness.
