First Line From My Favorte Song (Rolling In The Deep by Adele):
There's a fire starting in my heart....
But then again, it wouldn't be the first time.
When I met Sam, I thought he was it. All that and a bag of cookies...warm melty chocolate chip cookies. There was Fire. Passion. Crazy Love.
Of course, when I met Sam's wife, 3 months later, I realized, partaking of warm melty chocolate chip cookies, may not be so good for ones health.
I didn't even know it was her, who I'd met. I was squeezing oranges in the produce section, when this tall beautiful, Tinker Bell Esque woman reached over and grabbed an orange from the pile, and they all started to tumble. An orange waterfall rolling everywhere. She tried to catch them. I tried to catch them. But they just kept rolling. We were both laughing at our feeble attempt to save the fruit, when I heard Sam behind me say, "Damn baby, what are you doin' to those oranges?" I turned to reply, surprised that he was in the store at all, but before I could answer, Ms. Bell, opened her perfect little pink lips and spoke. "Sammy, I'm so embarrased," she giggled. "I just wanted some oranges to make that cranberry orange relish you liked so much last Thanksgiving."
I don't know who saw who first. Did Sam see me, and panic? Or did I see him and panic? I guess it doesn't matter much now anyway. It was the last time I saw him. His stuff, which wasn't much, that he had at my apartment was thrown in the dumpster. He never called me. I never called him. He was just gone. A ghost.
So, when I met Burke two weeks ago, the first question out of my mouth was whether or not he was married, engaged, dating or other wise attached to another person. He assured me he was not.
What he hadn't been able to assure me of, was that he and I would never run into Sam while out on a date.
OK, to be continued. That was fun kids. :)
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