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Practice Only Matters If You’re Planning to Play

10 September, 2007 (04:38) | Story

I looked at her and said, “I hate to admit it, but I don’t think you’re woman enough for me.”

She smirked back. “Is that so?”

“No.” I shook my head. “You’re way out of my league. I am a study in passing competence. My expectations float slightly above Everest, cloaked in a misty dew that constantly keeps my frozen fingers at bay.”

“Does that make you the sherpa?”

“No. I think alpaca is a Boston politician. I’d be a failure as a sherpa.” She giggled and smiled.

“Al Packer, huh?” Her slight Southern drawl lilted as she tried to mimic my harsh Boston accent. “I’m sure you’d do alright as a sherpa. After all, you are a study in passing competence.” I glared at her, my eyes narrowing with mock annoyance. “You see what I did there? I just threw your words right back at you.”

“Thanks for the explanation.” I took a bite from my plate to keep my mouth from ruining the moment, sarcasm dripping thickly off my fork. The murmur of the restaurant filled in the emptiness in the conversation. I tried to savor the moment: the vivid flavors dancing on my tongue; the last warm sunlight of summer sprinkling through the windows; hope balancing like a high wire act in front of me.

“You’re right that I’m out of your league,” she said bringing me back to reality.

“I know. But I could love you like no one else.”

“Too bad you’ll never get the chance to.”

My smile slowly faded. “Perhaps,” I replied. “Just let me enjoy the infinite possibilities for the moment.”

“Hey Ben!” my friend called as he approached from across the restaurant. ” I thought I heard your voice. Mind if I join you?”

“Not at all,” I said, a little disappointed the perfect moment had passed.

“Who were you talking to?” he asked as he slid into the empty seat at my table for two.

“Just rehearsing,” I replied. “Just rehearsing.”


(Image by Michael Cranford.)

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  • anonymous

    Haaaaawsome trick ending!

    -Sararr!

  • anonymous

    Haaaaawsome trick ending!

    -Sararr!

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  • awesome post! i love a good read to distract me from work.

  • awesome post! i love a good read to distract me from work.