“Ray, I just want you to know that I am happier than I have ever been in my life” Michelle confessed to her husband over a cup of coffee at a small café near her work.
“Michelle, I just want you to know that I feel exactly the same; and I not only feel happy but blessed” he told her while reaching for her hand. He held her hand between his and looked into her eyes while telling her this. He wanted her to know he was serious. He wanted her to finally trust him. He hoped he had earned that trust and a tear came to his eye. Michelle reached over and used her free hand to stroke his cheek. They each tried to stare sincerely into the eyes of the other but the glistening tears blurred their focus. Finally Michelle giggled and said “Oh enough of this blathering, let’s catch the cross town trolley and find something unique and special for our daughters for Christmas.”
As they stood Ray pulled her close “Please don’t buy me anything Michelle. We can’t afford it and no gift could ever top the one I have in my arms.” And then he kissed her, right there in the coffee shop, hard and deep; like a man kisses a woman he truly loves.
She came up beaming and stifling a “Wow” but she couldn’t stop the giggle. She locked her arm into that of her husband’s and led him to the corner bus stop.
This is a continuing story. To read subsequent/ previous entries go here As I Sat on the Bus.
This post is in response the writing challenge As I Sat on the Bus.