Heaven is on earth (Loubbie)

9 . It's time to talk.

Lou stood amidst the bustling city, her heart aflutter with anticipation. Today was the day she had meticulously planned, a day filled with moments crafted to perfection. The sun painted golden strokes across the city skyline on this Saturday morning, casting a warm glow upon her face as she patiently waited for Debbie to arrive at her club.

As the hours ticked by, Lou's excitement danced with a touch of nervousness. She had meticulously chosen every detail, from a leisurely stroll through Central Park to savouring the beauty of the end of summer. Lou loved September because it was still warm in New York. Lou had hoped this day would rekindle the flame of their connection, that the memories they would create together would pave the way for a brighter future. Amidst the vibrant energy of the city, Lou found solace in the beauty of Central Park. The tranquil pathways, adorned with vibrant blooms and the whispering of leaves, beckoned her to immerse herself in the serenity of nature's embrace. Yet, even amidst the picturesque scenery, her gaze would frequently dart toward the entrance of her club, her heart yearning for Debbie's arrival.

Minutes stretched into what felt like an eternity, and doubts began to creep into Lou's mind. Had she misjudged the depth of their connection? Would Debbie act like a bitch, would she at least try to hear Lou? The blonde hands trembled slightly as she reached for her phone, her fingers hesitating before pressing the call button.

And then, as if a spell had been broken, Lou's eyes caught a familiar figure emerging through the entrance of her club. Debbie stood there.

Time seemed to stand still as their eyes met. Lou's heart swelled with hope as she offered a warm smile, the culmination of her efforts hanging in the air. She beckoned Debbie to join her, her voice filled with a softness that only love could convey.

In that moment, all the doubts and uncertainties faded into the background, overshadowed by the possibility of what lay ahead.

"Hey," said Debbie, breaking the silence that had lingered between them.

"Hi," Lou replied, a hint of nervousness in her voice.

The tension dissolved into the air, replaced by a shared laughter that erupted from deep within their souls.

"This awkwardness, huh?" Debbie commented, a soft smile playing at the corners of her lips.

Lou nodded. "Yeah."

"So I thought maybe. Maybe we could go on a walk to Central Park..."

Debbie's smile widened, a glimmer of hope dancing in her eyes. "I'd like that, Lou. I really would."

As Lou and Debbie strolled towards Central Park, the bustling cityscape slowly faded into the background, allowing them to focus on the present moment. The weight of their conversation hung in the air, a mixture of curiosity and a desire to understand one another's lives.

Debbie glanced at Lou, her eyes filled with genuine interest. "So, how's the club been treating you lately?"

Lou's face lit up with enthusiasm. "Oh, you wouldn't believe! We've had some incredible live performances. The energy in the club is electric. And we're actually planning a special jazz night next week."

Debbie's eyes sparkled with delight. "That sounds great."

Lou nodded. "Seeing people enjoying themselves, dancing, and connecting through music—it's what keeps me going."

Curiosity now turned towards Debbie as Lou continued, "And how about your teaching? How are the students treating you?"

Debbie let out a soft chuckle, her gaze wandering as if reminiscing about her classroom experiences. "Teaching has its ups and downs, but I can't deny the fulfillment it brings. Though, I won't lie, some days can be challenging."