"It wasn't meant to be," Davy said, as I regaled
him of the story of Vivian and me. He'd come by to grab lunch. We hadn't seen
each other much over the summer. I pretty much worked the whole day, played
sports, and spent time with Vivian. And he'd taken a class before heading off
to see his Dad, in Norway. A few texts and emails had been exchanged, but I
hadn't told Davy everything.
"I pushed too hard, I think. I wanted Vivian to be
someone she wasn't." I plunged the straw into my Coke.
"Isn't that what you said about Cecilia? You wanted
her to be someone else?"
Was it? "No, no. that's not fair. You're telling me I
have a problem, and I don't really think I do. Cecilia...she was different. I
spent far more time with her. I knew her. I was attracted to her for very
different reasons than why I was attracted to Vivian."
"Are, Daniel. You are attracted to her."
"Whatever." I took a bite of my burger. If I had
food in my mouth, perhaps Davy would stop asking questions.
"Okay, I can see you don't feel like hashing this out."
"No, I don't. I have better things to do, you know. I
think I'm giving up girls entirely. At least for a while." I threw my
napkin on the table. I really did have better things to do. Like think about
graduation and what I wanted to do with my life.
"I'd love to see you do that, Daniel. Give up girls.
Ha!" He shook salt onto his fries and slathered them with ketchup. "But
I gotta know. Did you at least tap her?" His eyes twinkled and a grin
spread across his face.
"Really? Davey. I'm not surprised that came out of
your mouth, but I am surprised why it bothers me. Vivian was a nice girl. We
had a good time. Some of the time."
"But with legs like those...how was she?"
"You're not going to let this rest, are you?" I
said and glared at him. He dared me to answer. Maybe I should play with him a
bit, but I couldn't summon the energy. "No, we didn't get that far. Not
much more than some fumbling arms and legs. Seemed like she always wanted to go
out in a group, come to think of it." Why hadn't I noticed that detail
before?
"Well there you have it. She just wasn't that into
you."
"Thank you, oh wise one. Or should I say wise ass? I
don't think I was that into her, either. Because right now, I'm not sure I care
that I won't see her again."
Davy's hand tapped the table. "Oh, but you will. She
signed on for next fall, to work at the library."
My head whipped up to look at him. "How do you know
this?"
Davy shifted in his seat and his eyes danced around the
room, landing on everything except my face. I saw his adam's apple bob up and
down. "She texted me."
"She texted you? I might not have been that into her,
but what the hell?" Who does that to a friend?
"Ummm…"
A thought occurred to me. "You like her, don't you?"
"Maybe."
"Does she like you?"
"Maybe."
I didn't know what to say. It really didn't matter to me.
Davy could have her. Vivian and I had had our fun. "Then go forth and
prosper. And invite me to the wedding."
"Aw shit, Daniel. Really? Did you have to go that far?"
"Yes, Davy, I did."
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