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15 August 2006

Steps - Day 2

Step 2 is when the uncaring
Step out of their world
And begin to know
The passion they
Have been
hiding.


“Frank, is that you?” she said timidly.

His warm smile engulfed her.

“Its Roberto now. No one has called me Frank in over ten years. In fact, not since that night…”She interrupted, “That night, ah yes, that night.”

“I see you remember Barbara.” “I remember Frank.”

“Well sit down Barbara. It sounds like you are in a hurry.”

Still in a state of rush, (although a diminishing one), she put her purse down on the side table and climbed into the large, swivel chair. She usually enjoyed sinking into the fine leather cushion, laying her head back against the ample cushion, letting her arms relax into the plush arm rests. She usually enjoyed these few minutes where she wasn’t rushing anywhere.

But today, she barely noticed herself climb into the chair. Her mind kept spinning, as if she had loaded a CD incorrectly into her stereo and it kept trying to read the music, but couldn’t.

“Barbara, its really good to see you again. You look great.”

His voice was low, warm, and right next to her ear.

“Yes Barbara, you look great.”

What Barbara knew but for some reason couldn’t say was that Frank also looked great.

Instead, she just mumbled “Thanks” and kept trying to load the CD.

Spin …. Spin… spin

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