Separate Checks

The man and woman laid their drinks side by side on the low counter, removed the lids, and considered the toppings.

Skim milk, whole milk, half and half, sugar, spice, everything nice.

Especially her, he seemed to be thinking.

They made an attractive couple, cleary compatible if appearances count for much. If anything, she was a little out of his league--polished beside his passable, Pendleton next to his Penneys.

"What did you get?" she asked

"Caramel Macchiato," he answered.

And then she bent from the waist until her nose was almost in his steaming brew and inhaled deeply.

"Aahhh..." she sighed, and looked as if she might swoon and fall into his waiting arms, only they weren't waiting.

The man blinked, astonished, but not too much so, considering it was possible she had snorted some of his caffeine, leaving less for him. He slid his cup six inches from her face with one hand and capped it off with the other.

Smiles were exchanged between them then, and words, and they picked up their coffees-to-go and went, unbelievably, their separate ways.

I wondered if he thought often of her after that, if he dreamed of what their lives might have been like if their one chance encounter had involved a little less of her nose and more of, say, her eyes.

I didn't lose any sleep over it, but something made me wish he did.

Posted by Katy on 02/10/03 at 09:16 PM

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You write wonderfully.
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Posted by Maria on 02/11/03 at 01:58 AM
So do you! I've been following your travails at the hospital. It is an amazing path you're on.
Posted by katy on 02/12/03 at 02:14 AM
I love these stories, Katy. Thumbs up!
Posted by Ivy on 02/13/03 at 03:39 PM

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Personal blog of christian writer & fallible mom Katy McKenna Raymond in Kansas City, Missouri Katy is represented by Greg Johnson at WordServe Literary Read more Katy at LateBoomer.net Follow Katy on Twitter Follow Katy on Facebook 123 Recent Posts Try Becoming Brenda Starr Off Beat Scattered That’s It So I’ve Finally Signed With An Agent. Now What? The Spoon Sciatica Sweetheart A Woman’s Train of Thought Has No Caboose However much we own, we are all still living on borrowed time After all, when restaurants shrink portions, they don’t shrink prices. As with everything in life, balance is key. Slow down, you move too fast… Yeah, I know. I have issues. Search Advanced Search Syndicate Login E me at katy @ ngenius.com	Separate Checks The man and woman laid their drinks side by side on the low counter, removed the lids, and considered the toppings. Skim milk, whole milk, half and half, sugar, spice, everything nice. Especially her, he seemed to be thinking. They made an attractive couple, cleary compatible if appearances count for much. If anything, she was a little out of his league--polished beside his passable, Pendleton next to his Penneys. "What did you get?" she asked "Caramel Macchiato," he answered. And then she bent from the waist until her nose was almost in his steaming brew and inhaled deeply. "Aahhh..." she sighed, and looked as if she might swoon and fall into his waiting arms, only they weren't waiting. The man blinked, astonished, but not too much so, considering it was possible she had snorted some of his caffeine, leaving less for him. He slid his cup six inches from her face with one hand and capped it off with the other. Smiles were exchanged between them then, and words, and they picked up their coffees-to-go and went, unbelievably, their separate ways. I wondered if he thought often of her after that, if he dreamed of what their lives might have been like if their one chance encounter had involved a little less of her nose and more of, say, her eyes. I didn't lose any sleep over it, but something made me wish he did. Posted by Katy on 02/10/03 at 09:16 PM Fallible Comments... You write wonderfully. ----- Posted by Maria on 02/11/03 at 01:58 AM So do you! I've been following your travails at the hospital. It is an amazing path you're on. Posted by katy on 02/12/03 at 02:14 AM I love these stories, Katy. Thumbs up! Posted by Ivy on 02/13/03 at 03:39 PM Page 1 of 1 pages Commenting is not available in this weblog entry. Next entry: Still Crazy Previous entry: Bowled Over << Back to main


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