Rachel and Chris

She then loosened her grip and I let go a bit sad that the moment had ended.
“Rachel,” I said. “If it weren’t so cold I’d offer you a quick spin around with the top down.”
“That’d be fun,” she said while looking at my car.
“It is a blast and if I could stand it, I’d have the top down every day of the year,” I said.
“How about this,” I questioned, “how about we meet at the coffee house over on the next block and I buy you something hot?”
“Why not,” she said with a toss of her head and radiant smile.
“It’s a date,” I added. “I’ll see you over there in about fifteen minutes, Okay?”
“I’ll see you then,” she replied as she walked back around to the driver’s side of her car.
She flashed me a very attractive smile just before she disappeared beneath the roof line. Then, she drove out and waved at me with her little ring-bearing hand.

The Coffee House

I was at least able to use a wet towel to clean up my face a bit and get my hair combed decently in the few minutes I had before driving over to the coffee shop to meet Rachel. I’d gone from being somewhat miserable to excited in just a few minutes and now I was ready to head down the street.
Rachel’s car was there as I pulled up and parked. As I entered I scanned the long room and there was Rachel looking radiant and waving at me from a table in a spot of sunshine near a window. I walked up and reintroduced myself as I figured it was very likely she had never remembered me name.

Giggling slightly, Rachel confirmed by suspicion and told me how glad she was that I repeated my name. She had forgotten and it was causing her embarrassment.
Without going into much detail, our visit was great. Though I was a good twenty years older than Rachel, we connected well and she was an accomplished conversationalist which I appreciated greatly. I learned several things about her including that she was twenty one, was attending college locally, lived nearby with a roommate, and did not mention anything about a significant other.