Against All Odds
Chapter Eight:
Two weeks later, Saturday, our telephone rang. I ran from the
kitchen to pick it up.
"Hello," I answered, out of breath.
"Hello?" I could hear Dave's lonely voice.
"Dave?" I whispered, surprised. "Is that
you?"
"Yeah,Liz," Dave answered. "Am I interrupting
something?"
"Not really, I'm supposed to bake some cookies,"I
answered with a laugh.It's a good thing to hear his voice again.
"Why? What's the problem?"
"Nothing," Dave answered. Silence.
"Ok, yeah," he answered."There's something...a
little."
My heart
skipped a beat. "What's that?"
"Liz, we need to talk," Dave blurted.
"But Dave, I'm busy right now," I told him.
"Maybe, some other time."
"Ok, Liz, I could wait but I needed to talk to you right
now," Dave told me.
I know I wanted to talk to him for a long, long time. I also
wanted to see him but I'm not sure if my heart's ready to face
him. I couldn't just stand the fact that my best friend's got
him.
I think it over."Ok, Dave, just for a while. What is
it?"
"Oh,Liz," Dave started. "You don't know how much I
was aching. I can't stand the fact that I can't be with
you."
"Is this Dave am I talking to?" I asked.
"Yup," Dave answered. "It's still me and you're
not dreaming."
"Don't you have any practice?"
"No," Dave answered. "Do you want me to hang
up?"
"No," I urgently said. "I just wanted to make
sure. Where's Tracy?"
"She's at home," Dave answered.
"Who's that you're talkin'to?" I heard Clint asked Dave
at the other line.
"It's just my friend," Dave cupped the receiver. My
friend?
"Well, is it a he/she?" Clint continued.
"Don't bug me, Clint," Dave answered.
"Hmm,Dave," Clint just sighed.
"Sorry about that,"Dave returned. "It's my
brother, Clint, always bothering me."
"That's ok," I replied. "So what do you wanted to
talk about?"
"It's about us."
"Us?" The word echoed through my mind. "Is there
something to talk about us?"
"Yeah, let's meet at this place," Dave told me to meet
him at Rowley's Food & Pasta House by 11:30.
"Ok, I'll be there," I told him and I hang up. Why
do I have the feeling this is not right?