Friday, April 13, 2007

Chapter Three

Leana came back outside and noticed that the man was closer, but she still couldn't tell who he was. She stopped for a minute, wondering if she should call out to him. What the heck. It would be nice to meet the neighbors. She leaned over the railing, "Well hey there." Richie glanced up, not sure if he should say something or if he should just keep on walking. He wasn't in the mood for fans or groupies tonight. As he got a little closer he could tell she didn't know who he was. "What the helkl" he thought. "Hi yourself" he called out. Leana smiled, "care for a drink?" Richie picked up his pace and climbed up the steps to the deck. Leana had gone inside for another glass. RIchie stood with his back to the door, looking out at the water. Leana came back with a second glass and the bottle of cabernet. "Hope you like red" she said as she walked to the table. He turned as she set the bottle down. "Love it" he told her with a smile.

"Richie?" It was no more than a strangled whisper. "That's right darlin', and you would be?" Leana visibly paled and she sat down hard in the chair. He poured himself some wine, "are you all right?" She nodded her head. "Just fine." Leana picked up her glass and drank deep. Richie watched her, not the usual reactio from a fan he thought. Leana set her glass back down, refilled it and looked at him. "You don't remember me?" Richie looked at her again, taking in her features, the dark brown hair piled messily on top of her head, the big misty green eyes behind a rather sexy pair of glasses, pert nose, smattering of freckles, pretty little mouth. He continued to look at her,trying to remember. She cocked her head to one side and stuck her tongue out at him. For some reason that was somehow familiar to him. He reached back into his memory and it came to him. "Leana?"

She watched as the recognition washed over him. It had been probably 20 years since they had last seen each other. Slippery hadn't hit yet, but it was about to and she had been friends with all the guys and one of their biggest supporters. She had also been his girl. He had loved her and he had hurt her. "I think I need to sit" he told her as he pulled out a chair. The music had changed and Leana shook her head at the irony of the song.

I would like t visit you for a while
Get away and out of this city
Maybe I shouldn't have called but someone had to be the first to break
We can go sit on your back porch
Relax
Talk about anything
It don't matter
I'll be courageous if you can pretend that you've forgiven me

Because I don't know you anymore
I don't recognize this place
The picture frames have changed and so has your name
We don't talk much anymore
We keep running from the pain
But what I wouldn't give to see your face again

Leana broke the silence between them. "So Richie, how have you been?"

1 comment:

The Goddess Hathor said...

Stephanie, love the new chapters! I'm a sucker for the rekindled flame story. I'm looking forward to where this one goes next!