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Friday, October 28, 2011

Love is Where You Find It #8

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The following couple of days at Langdon were amazingly busy.  Adelaide spent her mornings learning about nutrition, the roles diet and exercise would play in her recovery, and how yoga could help with her relaxation and general well-being.

Michael had taken to meeting her at her door in the morning and walking to breakfast with her.  They made sure to find each other at lunch and dinner.  After dinner, they would take a walk in the atrium or watch some television in the community lounge.  Holding hands during these times had become a habit, and most recently, they had shared a kiss outside the door to her room when no one was watching.

That night, Addie had climbed into her bed with mixed feelings.  While she was truly enjoying the direction her relationship with Michael was taking, the knowledge that the two of them would be discharged from the facility cast a shadow on her happiness.  How would she be able to continue seeing Michael if she had to spend a couple of months convalescing at her sister’s in Rockland?

To make matters worse, she hadn’t even been able to talk to Carolyn yet.  She was still in Las Vegas.  The message on her cell phone voice mail said,  “Gone sight-seeing in the desert for a couple of days, and probably won’t have coverage.  Leave a message and I’ll call when I get back.” 

That had been two days ago; Adelaide knew that time was running short.  Now she was sitting in the dining room at lunch waiting for Michael and worrying about what she should do.

“Hey, pretty lady, mind if I join you?”  Michael’s eyes were the same blue as his V-neck sweater, and she loved the warmth of his smile.  His hands were in the pockets of his khakis.

“You’d better sit quick before someone beats you to it,” she laughed.  Despite the laughter, Michael sensed that something was bothering her.

“So what’s on your mind, Addie?  You seem a little tense today.”

“I saw on my schedule that I’m seeing Dr. Wilson this afternoon.  I suspect that he’ll be telling me it’s time to be on my way.”

“That’s a good thing, isn’t it?  It means you’re well on your way back to being healthy.  My doctor came by this morning and I’m being discharged tomorrow.  And this time I have your cell phone number!”  Michael chuckled as he poured himself a cup of decaf coffee.

“I haven’t been able to get in touch with my sister Carolyn yet, and Felicia called to let me know she has my room cleaned and the bed changed, all ready for me to come home.  I really don’t want to go back to daily go-arounds with her.  It’s just been so pleasant here.”

They both were silent while Becky, the server, placed their fruit and cereal bowls on the table, along with the skim milk and orange juice.  Then Michael reached for Addie’s hand.

“I’ve been thinking about things, and I have an idea for you to consider.  How about if you move in with me?  I have a good-sized home, all on one floor—no stairs, an empty guest room with its own bathroom, so you could have your privacy.  We’d be company for each other.  I already have a cleaning lady, so I’m not looking for someone to do housework,” he chuckled, “and we could just see where this goes.”

“I’m not sure that would be proper,” Addie began.

“I’m not looking for a roommate with “benefits,” assured Michael, “although if the benefits were to become available, I wouldn’t refuse them."

He sat there looking at her, expectantly, with a twinkle in his eye, and he held her hand in both of his.

( to be continued)to go to chapter 9, click here.

10 comments:

River said...

Uh oh. Hmmm. I'm not sure about this moving in business. Addie hasn't known Michael all that long. He's a sweet old thing, but....

(I fell for a pair of warm brown eyes,he turned out to be a little psychotic, a lot paranoid and violent when drunk.)

I don't want Addie hurt.

PⒿ @ $ € € ₦$ ₣®0₥... said...

This is so sweet! And the idea of senior citizen friends 'with benefits' being brought up in any serious conversation is equal parts funny and inspirational!

Brian Miller said...

hmmm...interesting...and i am intrigued to see what you do with it if she chooses to move in...good are bad...the possibilities are endless...smiles.

Dawn @Lighten Up! said...

Oh! Yay yay yay! I hope they move in together and bump their old uglies!! Love this, Eva. :)

rosaria said...

You got us all hooked here!

Sue said...

Oh my goodness!

;)

The Frisky Virgin said...

Oh, Texas-sized cheering here! This is what I was hoping for!!!! I know, I know, I'm a really old-fashioned gal, but this is a sweet story and I was really hoping he would at least offer because that shows how much he cares about her. Now, what will she do? They could recover together as friends, which could grow into something more meaningful...

Oh, I can't wait until the next installment!!!

tsonodablog said...

Oh hells yeah, go for it. AND those benefits!
Good stuff Eva.

Eva Gallant said...

Frisky: You are an incurable romantic!

Terri: Glad you're still with me!

rosaria: That's the idea!

Dawn: Bump Uglies?? lol

Al Penwasser said...

Uh, oh, I'm afraid this isn't going to end well (it's like my first marriage that way).
P.S. Felicia still sucks. Thought I'd put it out there.