Excerpt from 'Nineteen Seventy Something - The first break-up
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"I have no idea what you think this THIS is," Becky stared out the dark window of the Road Runner at the cars passing down Main Street, "I don't even know what I think THIS is..."
I gazed at the silhouette of her face in the dark. Becky had told me at work earlier that she wanted to talk...here we sat on the Piggly Wiggly parking lot at eleven o'clock on a Friday night. My heart beat rapidly in my chest. Was this the end of us? Becky glanced over at me briefly, then returned her eyes to the road in front of us as she continued,
"Rusty, I think the world of you but the past two months have been difficult for us. I struggle in my mind to find a place for us, to bring some peace to my mind."
We were six weeks into our senior year. I had lived on my own for a whole two months and hadn't missed a single meal yet. In spite of my grueling schedule, I had managed to find time to spend with Becky...but things just hadn't been like they use to be. Something had changed in Becky's mind.
"Rusty, I have decided I don't want to date. I don't want to be any body's steady girl. Obligations come with all that...obligations that I don't want to make."
I stared into the darkness, thinking. I'd never experienced a break-up, but if this was one, it was seeming a bit peculiar to me. I cleared my throat and finally spoke,
"Becky, what obligations are you talking about? I've never expected anything more from you than this."
"Sex, Rusty." The blonde lowered her head and stared at her clasped hands in her lap.
"Becky! I've never...we've never...why are you talking like this?"
"My mom and I have been talking about...things. I've made a commitment to myself that I will remain a virgin until I have met the man I want to spend my life with. That may not be fair to you if we were dating, so we aren't going to date...so you can find someone to have sex with."
I shook my head and reached over and placed a hand on her shoulder.
"Becky, you are talking nonsense. What have I ever done to make you even think I would think about that...with you?"
"My mom says that guys have needs...and wants...and expectations."
She continued to stare down at her hands, then I noticed her shoulders began to shake. She sat there sobbing silently and I scooted across the bench seat and threw my arm around her. She burst out into loud sobs.
"Oh Rusty! I don't want to get hung up like dogs do...(sob) and the ambulance has to strap both of us on a gurney and take us...(sob) to the emergency room to get us un-hung! Everybody in town would find out that we had sex!"
I burst out in uncontrollable laughter, "Becky...what the hell has you mama been telling you! I've never heard of anyone getting hung up like dogs! She's just trying to scare you!"
She buried her hands in her face and her palms became wet with tears. I placed my hand beneath her chin and gently brought her face up to mine.
"Rebecca Cavander, look at me...it's me, Russell Steele. I'm not some varsity football jock trying to get in your pants. You have my solemn promise that I will NEVER try to do ANYTHING to you that you don't feel good with! Do you understand me?"
Becky nodded and sniffled as I wiped the tears from her face. I wiped her runny little nose with the back of my hand and gave her a few minutes to compose herself.
"So...we aren't going to date. What do you want THIS to be, Becky?"
She laid her head on my shoulder and in a broken, sobbing tiny voice, said,
"I want you to be my friend. I want you to be my best friend in the whole world!"
I almost felt a tear come to my eye, but forced it back.
"Becky, I already am your best friend in the whole world. What more could a person ask for than that?"
The blonde sat upright and ran her fingers through her hair.
"I want to drive out to Lake Pearl and look at the lights." She smiled and handed me her favorite 8-track tape, the Doobie Brothers.
I plugged it into my Craig stereo and started the Road Runner, then smiled at her.
"If we were dating, I'd kiss you right now!"
Becky grinned, "If we were dating, I'd let you!"
Excerpt from 'Nineteen Seventy Something
Available on Amazon.com http://ow.ly/gL5Xj
"I have no idea what you think this THIS is," Becky stared out the dark window of the Road Runner at the cars passing down Main Street, "I don't even know what I think THIS is..."
I gazed at the silhouette of her face in the dark. Becky had told me at work earlier that she wanted to talk...here we sat on the Piggly Wiggly parking lot at eleven o'clock on a Friday night. My heart beat rapidly in my chest. Was this the end of us? Becky glanced over at me briefly, then returned her eyes to the road in front of us as she continued,
"Rusty, I think the world of you but the past two months have been difficult for us. I struggle in my mind to find a place for us, to bring some peace to my mind."
We were six weeks into our senior year. I had lived on my own for a whole two months and hadn't missed a single meal yet. In spite of my grueling schedule, I had managed to find time to spend with Becky...but things just hadn't been like they use to be. Something had changed in Becky's mind.
"Rusty, I have decided I don't want to date. I don't want to be any body's steady girl. Obligations come with all that...obligations that I don't want to make."
I stared into the darkness, thinking. I'd never experienced a break-up, but if this was one, it was seeming a bit peculiar to me. I cleared my throat and finally spoke,
"Becky, what obligations are you talking about? I've never expected anything more from you than this."
"Sex, Rusty." The blonde lowered her head and stared at her clasped hands in her lap.
"Becky! I've never...we've never...why are you talking like this?"
"My mom and I have been talking about...things. I've made a commitment to myself that I will remain a virgin until I have met the man I want to spend my life with. That may not be fair to you if we were dating, so we aren't going to date...so you can find someone to have sex with."
I shook my head and reached over and placed a hand on her shoulder.
"Becky, you are talking nonsense. What have I ever done to make you even think I would think about that...with you?"
"My mom says that guys have needs...and wants...and expectations."
She continued to stare down at her hands, then I noticed her shoulders began to shake. She sat there sobbing silently and I scooted across the bench seat and threw my arm around her. She burst out into loud sobs.
"Oh Rusty! I don't want to get hung up like dogs do...(sob) and the ambulance has to strap both of us on a gurney and take us...(sob) to the emergency room to get us un-hung! Everybody in town would find out that we had sex!"
I burst out in uncontrollable laughter, "Becky...what the hell has you mama been telling you! I've never heard of anyone getting hung up like dogs! She's just trying to scare you!"
She buried her hands in her face and her palms became wet with tears. I placed my hand beneath her chin and gently brought her face up to mine.
"Rebecca Cavander, look at me...it's me, Russell Steele. I'm not some varsity football jock trying to get in your pants. You have my solemn promise that I will NEVER try to do ANYTHING to you that you don't feel good with! Do you understand me?"
Becky nodded and sniffled as I wiped the tears from her face. I wiped her runny little nose with the back of my hand and gave her a few minutes to compose herself.
"So...we aren't going to date. What do you want THIS to be, Becky?"
She laid her head on my shoulder and in a broken, sobbing tiny voice, said,
"I want you to be my friend. I want you to be my best friend in the whole world!"
I almost felt a tear come to my eye, but forced it back.
"Becky, I already am your best friend in the whole world. What more could a person ask for than that?"
The blonde sat upright and ran her fingers through her hair.
"I want to drive out to Lake Pearl and look at the lights." She smiled and handed me her favorite 8-track tape, the Doobie Brothers.
I plugged it into my Craig stereo and started the Road Runner, then smiled at her.
"If we were dating, I'd kiss you right now!"
Becky grinned, "If we were dating, I'd let you!"
Excerpt from 'Nineteen Seventy Something
Available on Amazon.com http://ow.ly/gL5Xj
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