I waited the long hour wait for a bed with Travis as company,it was so...weird, I mean does he realize this is not the best place for a social visit,and that I'm not in a social mood.
I surprise myself though because I still keep up a good conversation with him as if we were on a date somewhere else,we talk about our families and I actually tell him some about mine,surprising myself again,although I keep the answers pretty vague and short,
When I finally reach the front of the line I sign in and get a number,turning to Travis,we stand there in awkward silence not sure what to do or say next,so he takes the lead,
"so...Will you have dinner with me Friday night? ".
I think it over a moment,before realizing I'd have to be here at the shelter for a bed and so can't be out with him,
I shift around looking for something interesting on the ground before forcing myself to look at him and handle things like a big girl,
"sorry but no,... I can't ".
I hold his steady gaze silently, giving him a chance to respond.
His face has sobered from the drunk with happiness look it held before,as he observes me, "oh...ok,well maybe some other time?".
I shrug,"I can't say for sure,...but ask me again sometime".
He smiles, "sure thing ".
I turn to go,-"how about Friday morning?",he asks causing me to pause,"for breakfast".
Wow, there's just no getting rid of him,I smile, shaking my head,"okay Travis, it's a date".
"yes,it is",he says looking pointedly at me.
Shaking my head,I walk inside or more like float inside,with the giddy way I'm feeling,bringing the conversation to an end.
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untouchable
RomanceCassandra is homeless,although she is tough,(as she likes to remind herself and others with her stubborness),a stubbornness that keeps her untouchable as well. She lives day by day just hoping her needs for that day will be met. What will happen th...
