Thank you. Sorry for the delay in updating. Real life intruding on my leisure time at the moment - how dare it!
Every evening he would call into the diner. He was a single man, after all, and had nobody to cook his meals. I put in a special effort when I knew the food was for him. To say I fell hook, line and sinker for Scott would be the understatement of the year. Suddenly, I took to singing in the morning; I watched romantic movies with Poppy; I frowned at Luc’s escapades and gushed over babies and engagements.
One night, Scott walked me home after work. I think I trod on air all the way and regretted that we lived so close. He took my hand as we parted and kissed my fingers. My heart flip-flopped in my chest. I gasped and a wave of heat flushed over me. I fervently wished that my hands weren’t so chapped and rough.
It became a habit for us. He would wait for me to finish up on the nights I worked
and then he would walk me home.
I learnt a lot about Scott on the walks and he got to know me too I guess. I confided in him a dream I had never shared with anyone and that was to own my own restaurant. I waxed lyrically on the exquisite dishes I could create for my famished and grateful customers before realizing how silly I must sound but he was smiling at me.
‘If that is what you want, then I am sure that is what you will get. However,’ he added with a wink ‘There is always the chance that some man will snap you up for marriage so he can have you all to himself.'
Scott finally asked me on a real date.
I was so nervous. We went to a movie and sat and talked over coffee afterwards. Scott loved to talk and I loved everything he said. He shared his visions with me. He wanted to transform this town into a Mecca for tourists.
‘Just look at the night sky. Look at how clear it is.’ he said. ‘With the right promotion, astronomers and amateur stargazers would flock to this place in droves. We could build a platform – just imagine a huge platform up on the hill dedicated solely for viewing the night sky. They would love it,” he sighed. 'And then we would need lodging and shops and services to support those visitors. That is where I come in. If only I could convince those dweebs at city hall to think outside the square and invest in their town.’
I hung onto his words, annoyed that our councillors didn't jump at this chance to put Strangeville on the map.
