Trust

Chapter 18

Julie sat in the coffee shop sipping her coffee. She'd been there for about fifteen minutes.

"Julie." Sam said from behind her. She stood up and turned to face him. When she did she noticed he still had traces of face paint on.

"Hi Sam."

"Hi." They hugged and sat down.

"You look nice."

"What?" "Do I still have some face paint on?" He said jokingly.

She laughed. "You're such a goof."

"You're a ballerina aren't you?"

"Yeah." "How'd you know?"

"Your hair." "It's up like it used to be when you danced."

"So you're a professional wrestler."

"Yeah."

"From what I've seen, you're crazy."

He laughed. "Well you know I always have been."

"Your wife must be a nervous wreck every time you wrestle."

"I'm divorced."

"Me to."

"Where are you living now?"

"New York City." "Where do you live?"

"Still in Atlanta."

"You missed our ten year reunion."

"I heard about it but there was no way in hell I was going."

"I figured as much." "Sam, I'm so sorry about what happened back then." "I've felt bad about it for years." "I should've told you."

"I'm not gonna lie to you." "That hurt me for a really long time." "I didn't date for like two years."

"Neither did I."

"You tracked me down just to apologize?"

"Not just." "I wanted to catch up."

"What happened, is water under the bridge."

"So you forgive me?"

"Yes."

"Thank you."

After they finished their coffee Sam walked her to her car.

"Where are you going next?" He asked.

"Memphis."

"I'm glad you sent me that note." They hugged.

"I'm just glad you're doing well." "That's all I wanted for you." She kissed him on the cheek. "Goodnight."

"Goodnight." She got in her car and drove away. "Should I have asked for her number?" He thought