It was the Saturday after our first kiss. As usual, my day consisted of practically living at the soccer fields coaching my three teams. But that day, I was anxious and restless. I couldn't get Sharon out of my mind. I kept replaying our kiss and the time that we spent together. That evening, I was dropping off the little girl that I was helping care for. She was from a broken home and her older sister was on one of my teams that I coached. She was always hanging around our games and practices. Somehow she was attached to me. I would take her and do things with her like ice skating, movies, train her in soccer. She is from a pretty dysfunctional family. Her mom and older brother are in and out of rehab. I think that I provided an escape for her. It was pretty crazy when I dropped her off. A lot arguing and screaming. I was pretty upset leaving her at her house. My mind drifted to Sharon. I stopped by a pay phone to call her. It was getting late but I had to hear her voice. The phone rang and she answered. I told her that something upset me and just needed to hear her voice. Bu I also wanted to see her. Sharon said she did as well and proceeded to give me directions to her house in Reseda. The really strange part was that I didn't write it down. God must have really wanted me to see her that day because I was able to get there easily and I am horrible with directions. Maybe the car drove itself. I got to her house and she was waiting outside. She waited outside so as not to have to explain who I was to her brother. She got in my car and we went for a drive. It was the first time that we saw each other since we kissed and I really wasn't sure what to expect. Sharon gave me and hug and we kissed. We spent the night together and we just stayed up being with each other. If we were tired it really didn't show. I dropped her off that morning. Later that day, I called her and we talked for hours.
The week following was Thanksgiving. I was even more excited to go to work knowing that I would see her. These days when I would take her to her car, we would stay quite a bit longer as neither of us wanted to say goodbye. It was customary on the day before Thanksgiving that our office would close early and allow us to go home. That day, Sharon and I left early but we stayed in the car just being with each other. We spent quite a few hours just talking, without paying attention to the time. On Thanksgiving day, Sharon spent the day with her family and I was over at one of my friend's home for the day. She was never far from my thoughts and I was wondering if she was thinking of me as well. The days following Thanksgiving were always a busy time for me. It was a big soccer tournament weekend and as usual, I had two teams entered in a tournament in Pasadena. It was possibly eight games in two days. I had told Sharon what I was doing that weekend and didn't really expect to see much of her. But to my surprise, she showed up at my apartment before I was to leave for the first game. She came with me to the games and braved the cold and the wind. We had lunch in between games with some of the parents who have been with me for a few years. My teams didn't advance to the championship games that weekend. But for some reason, I really didn't mind. Sharon stayed with me at my apartment that entire weekend. We spent it together and we never left each other's side. I think we both never wanted that weekend to end.
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