Edward looked over the crumbling exterior of The Crossroads Inn as he walked towards the entrance and groaned. He knew that he had little choice in the matter; his trip to Three Lakes was fairly short notice and his bank account was almost empty, so finding a cheap room in the popular destination was nearly impossible. All that reassured him was at least he wasn’t sleeping in a tent.
As he walked through the doors, he couldn’t help but glance at the bar. Come on Ed, you don’t need the booze, he tried to convince himself. In his lonely depression, however, he more and more lacked the self restraint to not go looking for himself in the bottom of a bottle.
“I have a reservation under Edward Webb,” Edward declared to the man standing at the reception desk. “Alright, sign this. And we need a credit card to keep on file for incidentals,” the receptionist replied indifferently. Edward silently filled out the required paper work and took the key. “You just head up the stairs and to the right. Enjoy your stay.” As Edward stepped away, his stomach let out a ravenous growl.
Rather than head upstairs, Edward just grabbed his light duffel and stepped through the arch leading into a small diner. He faked a cough to get the attention of the hostess. “Give me just onnne minute, young man,” the elderly hostess replied as she continued to read her magazine. When she was finally satisfied with her stopping point, she finally returned her attention to her single customer. “What do you need?”
He contemplated the menu for a few minutes before settling on fried chicken. It took him even longer to regain the hostess’s attention for her to take his order.
He picked at his food when it finally arrived. When he gained the courage to try it, he discovered that although the mashed potatoes tasted like chalk, the fried chicken was surprisingly delicious. Regardless of the taste though, he quickly devoured all but the plate and fork in his hunger.
Fully rejuvenated, he finally had the courage to go upstairs and check out the room that he would be inhabiting for the next few days.
It was worse than he expected. A musty smell loomed over the room, probably from years of covering up cigarette smoke before the hotel followed the rest of the town and banned smoking inside the building. The wallpaper was so old that the glue had lost it’s stickiness and the wallpaper was peeling off at the seams. The furniture looked like it must’ve been rescued from the city dump, but at least the sheets looked clean. Not a tent. Not a tent. Not a tent, he reminded himself repeatedly.
Edward was too jet lagged to leave the hotel, but knew that if he slept now, this jet lag would probably persist for the rest of the trip. Rather than lounge around and watch TV, which was sure to put him to sleep, he sat down at the poker table in the lounge and began setting up a game of solitaire.
“Hey, how about a game of poker?” one of the other guests inquired. “Yeah, sure. I’m not good though.” “Eh, I’m not so hot at it either. How about a friendly game, no cash, just chips. I’m John by the way.” “Edward.” Edward answered curtly. It’s not that he minded the company, but in the months since he left college and started his life in the city, he simply had drifted from society and forgot how to socialize.
“So what brings you to Three Lakes?” Edward asked as John dealt the first hand. “Just sightseeing with my daughter. She’s on Fall Break, so we figured why not use the time to get away? Things are kind of tense back home, if you know what I mean.” John focused on a single point on the table as he considered whether he said too much to a perfect stranger or not.
“And you picked this dump to stay at?” “Ellie’s very practical. She figured why spend lots of money on a place we’re just going to sleep at. She said she’d rather spend money on enjoying the day instead. Besides, the place looked better on pictures.”They both chuckled in agreement.
“What about you? What’s your story?” John inquired. “Well, honestly, I don’t know why I ended up here really. I came here a few years ago with my brother and sister.” He paused. “Well, I guess I do know. When I was here last, I met this girl who I thought was incredible. I didn’t really get to know her, but now I just seem to compare every girl to the perfect girl I’ve imagined her to be. I guess I just want to find her again and see what happens there. For all I know, she’s an evil witch… or she could be the girl I’ve been putting on a pedestal all these years.”
“Sometimes, Ed, your heart just knows who’s worth loving. I still wonder what could’ve been with my best friend from college, if I had just had the courage to ask her out before her now husband did. But then again, then I wouldn’t have my wonderful daughter, Ellie.”
A girl probably sixteen or seventeen bounced into one of the empty chairs. “What about how wonderful I am, daddy?” she asked. “Hey honey. Edward, this is my daughter Ellie.” “Daaa-ad. You know I’d rather be called Elle now. I’m not a baby anymore! I’m sorry Edward, I hope my dad isn’t boring you with his life story.” “No, I think it might even be the opposite,” Edward said with a smile.
“Anyways, how about you deal me in.” “Are you sure you should be playing all these gambling games, Ellie?” “Come on dad,” she rolled her eyes. “It’s not like you’re even playing for real money. Very lame by the way!”
Edward laughed at the spunk that the girl had. From what he understood of her family, she was definitely an optimist, an admirable trait that he envied.
Round after round, Ellie collected the chips as she kept getting better and better hands. Even as a repeat loser, Edward was surprised at how much he was enjoying the impromptu game with two random strangers.
Eventually though, Ed knew he wouldn’t last much longer without sleep. “I’m sorry, but I’m gonna turn in for the night. Besides, if I keep playing, Elle is just going to clean me out of all of my hypothetical money.” “Night Ed, maybe we’ll pick this up some other night.” Edward walked towards his room and laughed as he heard Elle pointing out to her dad that if he could get her name right, so could her dad.
Edward didn’t waste any time climbing into his pajama pants and climbing into his bed. He wasn’t impressed with the mattress, or that he heard music streaming into his room from the window, but he had to sleep some time.
After rolling around trying to find a comfortable position, and rolling onto the same faulty spring multiple times, Ed gave up.
He climbed out of bed, lay down on the couch and turned on the only working channel, the Weather Channel. It wasn’t long until exhaustion overpowered discomfort and he finally passed out, oblivious even to the sound of the TV in the background.
The next morning, Edward arrived at the park where he vividly remembered becoming acquainted with log rolling and ax throwing… and her. Jasmyn was her name, and he really hoped he could find her so that he could move on with his life, with or without her.
He saw a group of tourists being taught the slap dance and went over to join. He was disappointed to learn that Jasmyn wasn’t the teacher that day.
Nevertheless, he joined in for the heck of it. He had forgotten how fun the stupid dance was.
When he realized that his appetite had returned, he stepped over to flapjack stand and ordered a stack of flapjacks. A woman from the class followed him over and sat down across from him. “That slap dance really takes a lot out of you, doesn’t it? I’m starved!” She exclaimed. They continued to talk as Edward finished off his flapjacks. Edward surprised himself in how out of character it had become of him to have meaningless conversations with strangers.
When he casually mentioned that he had personally enjoyed the other teacher’s class more when he had been there last, the stand’s owner chimed in. “Hey, do you mean Jasmyn Wang? Yeah, she really was a talented teacher. She’s not teaching here anymore though. I’m not really sure where she went, I was new when she quit, so we never really talked,”
Edward felt dumb when he heard what the stand’s owner had to say. His got up from the table and rented some axes for ax throwing. He thrust the ax as hard as he could, but his aim was sloppy.
He didn’t really care where they went, since all he really wanted was that feeling of risk when holding a dangerous object. He was so angry at himself for thinking that he could simply walk onto the old lumber yard and simply find Jasmyn teaching exactly where she was years ago. He was angry at how selfish he had acted for believing that her life would remain static and unchanging as he went on living his life.
His body quivered with the anger, guilt, and selfishness he felt at the moment, and it must’ve reflected on his conduct, because he was soon attacked by a persistent sauna advertiser. “Listen, sir, I can tell you need to unwind. How about a stop by the famous Three Lakes Sauna for a massage and pampering.” Edward grunted back, “All I need is a strong drink or ten.” “Well if you change your mind, how about this coupon for 20% off. You won’t regret it, I swear!”
Ultimately, Edward picked the massage over a drink. The way he figured, it would end up being cheaper than the amount of drinking he was ready to go do at a bar.
The massage and sauna did relax him a bit, and by the time he climbed into the hot springs, Edward had even begun to enjoy himself. He came to terms with the idea that Jasmyn was unattainable, and realized it wasn’t fair to compare every woman in his life to a girl he barely knew. __________________ The next day was spent doing all the same touristy things he had experienced in college. Nevertheless, he did end up at the bar later that night.
Edward stared at the girl who had introduced herself as Zoe when he sat down at the poker table. “What do you want you creep?!” she exclaimed when she noticed. “It’s just that you remind of someone I knew.” “You must be thinking of Jasmyn,” she snapped. When she realized that the name definitely caught his attention, she fumed even more. “What a perfect girl, my sister. Caught everyone’s attention in this town and snubbed them all. Everyone loved wonderful Jasmyn but nobody ever thought twice about poor Zoe. Well Jas is gone now. She left for the city to pursue her dream and I’m all that’s left. So deal with it.” Zoe got up and stormed off.
With the abrupt end to the poker game, Edward gravitated to the bar. The irritation he felt at how close he was to finding the girl he dreamed about was eating at him and destroyed his resolve to enjoy the rest of his time in Three Lakes.
He glared at his drink. Why oh why must you be so therapeutic Mr. Beefeater? He thought. He knew that he shouldn’t drown his feelings in alcohol, he really did, but when push came to shove it was just so much easier.
He picked up the glass and drank it all in one quick chug.
Many drinks later, he felt the numbness that helped so much. He pushed some money towards the bartender and moved to get up. As he started to put his weight on his legs, he felt rocky and grabbed the edge of the bar. ________________
Edward wasn’t sure how he was in his hotel room the next morning. All he knew was that he had one killer hangover and some time to kill before his flight home. He made his way to the quiet park by the coast that he had discovered the day before and climbed up into the tree house.
Edward sat back against the fence of the tree house and watched the calming ebb and flow of the sea. He rejoiced in the quiet of the undiscovered park. It was far enough from the main hustle and bustle of tourism that it was clear that few but the locals who knew where it was ever came to it. He giggled as a sudden childish impulse came over him.
Edward was happy to find some sand toys lying around next to the small, empty shack and headed out to the beach to build a sand castle.
Soon enough, he had built a sand fortress to guard his little oasis of peace.
Content with his construction, Edward sat back on the beach and returned to watching the coast. His thoughts were far from empty. He was puzzled at how he could enjoy such pure solitude so much, and yet also adore the company of people. He wasn’t sure how he could be such a social loner. He was also worried about what would happen when he returned home. He had come on the trip in hopes of ending his obsession with Jasmyn, and yet he still couldn’t get her out of his mind.
He sat back and took one last breath of the fresh air before heading back to his hotel to pack and head to the airport. It was time to see his sister get married, he’d worry about his own problems once he was sure she was happy. _____________
Edward was ecstatic to be back in his one bedroom apartment after his unfortunate flight and the night he spent partying at the his sister’s wedding reception. His dog, Baron, who he named for his grandparents first dog, was equally ecstatic to have his master home and be saved from the mercy of the schedules of all the neighbors.
The next couple of weeks, lack of inspiration overcame Edward. He couldn’t make himself paint or sculpt, even though he knew his quality of life depended on it. Instead, he spent more and more time in front of the TV. That’s what he was doing when he heard a knock at the door.
He barely had time to open it before an energetic teenager pushed her way into the apartment and pet the eager Baron. “Hey Uncle Eddie! Hey Baron, what a good doggie you are, yes you are…” as Ed’s niece Jade continued to rub Baron’s head, Ed imagined a smirk on Baron’s face, as if Baron was telling him that at least someone still cares about him. After that first day back, Eddie started ignoring Baron other than feeding him and taking him on walks. He felt bad, but at the same time, he was barely even taking care of himself. (Twins :Jade + Amber Jason Aaron Elise)
As Ed returned to the couch, Jade bee-lined to the kitchen and began rummaging for some food.
“Uncle Eddie, you know that your fridge doesn’t have anything but beer and stale bread in it, right?” “I was meaning to go to the grocery store some time later,” he answered noncommittally. “I can take you down to the Bagel Café in a bit if you want.”
Jade plopped down next to Eddie and was enveloped with an awkwardness she rarely felt. After a few minutes of sitting in silence, she broke the silence. “Mom and dad wanted me to send their thanks for letting me hang out here before my dance class.” “It’s no problem.” Edward barely diverted his attention to Jade from the game showing on TV. “It’s just it’s so not fun to hang out at the studio during Amber’s class.”
Edward yelled out in frustration and Jade turned to him in shock until she realized he was reacting to a bad pass on the game he was watching. They returned to silence for a few minutes.
“Uncle Eddie, what’s wrong?” Ed just grunted in response. “It’s just that you’re so grouchy lately, and don’t really act like the cool uncle you were back in college. And it’s been worse ever since Aunt Em’s wedding. I’m worried about you.”
Edward let out a sigh. “How about that food now.” He really didn’t want to talk to anyone about his problems, especially to the sixteen year old sitting next to him.
They walked over to the Bagel Café in the same awkward silence.
“What would you like?” the barista asked. Jade looked over at Edward. “I don’t care, order whatever you want and I’ll just pay.” Jade placed an order for what she thought looked tastiest on the menu and Edward handed over some of his dwindling cash before they went to a table to await their food.
Edward knew he was being rude to Jade, and felt guilty, a feeling he was starting to get tired of. He started to make conversation as they waited for their food. “Your dad says that you and Amber haven’t been very close lately, what happened? You were best friends as kids.”
“Hey, don’t look at me. It’s all her. She just doesn’t like hanging out with me anymore. She started acting like she’s all better than me when she became a teen just because she’s a family sim and I’m popularity. I want to have FUN while I’m in college, and all she wants to do is find Mr. Perfect. And then she acts like a total snob and hates me because I’m still more popular than her.”
“Come on, surely she doesn’t hate you. I mean Emma and I fought, but I would never say we hated each other growing up.” “No! I swear she does. She keeps ratting me out to mom and dad for every little thing. At least dad’s on my side. Mom likes her little princess Amber. Ugh.”
“Ok, well how about school then. How’s school going?” “School’s fine. The school part bores me, but I guess I gotta do well so I can get good grades and what not for college. I think my favorite part is being in class with all my friends all day. Oh, and Trevor. He’s my boyfriend right now. I think he’s kinda jealous that I’m still friends with David, but I mean, I dated David for a month, of course I’m friends with him, you know? But I don’t think that things with Trevor are going to last…” Ed could tell he opened a faucet that he would now have a hard time closing.
The food arrived, and Jade and Edward relapsed to silence as they tasted their food.
“Ok Uncle Eddie. Now you know pretty much everything there is to know about me. Now spill on why you’re such a grouchy-pants lately.”
He sighed. “Oh come on, you don’t really want to hear about my problems, do you? You have your own stuff to worry about.”
“No seriously, I do want to know. Maybe I can at least support you or give you a shoulder to cry on or something. You’re my favorite uncle and you put up with me enough. Besides, it’s not like the family sent me to spy on you. I can keep a secret.”
Edward took another bite of his food while he consider it. “Well, ok.”
But if you’re old enough for me to confide in, you’re also old enough to call me just Eddie. I’m not old enough to actually like being called an Uncle,” he said to try and lighten the mood. Then he started the story from the beginning, about how he met Jasmyn on his vacation and felt love at first sight, and then without even knowing her he started to compare every girl he met to her. Nobody had been good enough in comparison. He told Jade about his recent trip to Three Lakes and how rather than fixing him, it left him feeling empty.
“Uncle Eddie, that’s so romantic.” She took another sip of water. “I really wish it would work out. That would be a story to tell one day… well except for the depressive grouch part.”
“That’s exactly why I didn’t want to tell you. You’re not taking it seriously. It might be romantic in story books, but this is real life, and me pining for a girl I barely know is completely dumb.”
“Alright, maybe in the short run, it’s lame. But the way I see it is that life has this nice way of working out for the best. Maybe she is the girl for you. Maybe you’ll randomly run into her sometime on the street and ask her out for coffee and hit it off. Her sister said she went to the city. What’s to say it isn’t this city? Maybe you’ll never see her again… but maybe one day you do meet the true girl of your dreams. And you’ll know she’s the girl of your dreams because at that moment you forget about this Jasmyn girl and think only of her.”
“But life’s not that perfect, Jade.” “What’s to say it’s not? Ok, maybe I am hoping for far too much of a Disney fairytale ending, but at the same time, why can’t it be that simple? You just need to stop this depressive pessimist thing and start living life. Stop locking yourself up in your apartment, and go out some time. You’ll never have a happy ending alone!”
Edward sat amazed at her words. “Jade, you’re wise beyond your years, you know that?”
“Oh, I hear it now and then,” she joked. Edward chuckled to her words. “No I’m serious. I do need to turn my life around. And I can see now it’s not going to be easy. And as much as I don’t want to burden you with my problems, you’ll help me right?” “Of course. As much as I can, I mean.”
“Oh, shit! What time is it?!” Jade suddenly exclaimed. “Ten ‘til seven. Oh, shit. You have class in ten, don’t you?” “Yeah, let’s run.”
Edward and Jade made it to Elite Dance just as the sun set it’s last rays behind the horizon.
“Nice of you to come, sis.” Amber said condescendingly before returning her attention to the woman she had been talking to. Jade wanted to retort, but she was tired of the conflicts, and still had her conversation with Ed on her mind.
Besides, before Jade could respond, her dance instructor opened the door of the studio. “Girls, the studio is all clear for you. Let me grab a drink and I’ll be right in.”
When she saw Ed standing next to Jade, she came over. “You’re Jade’s uncle, right?” “Yeah, I’m Eddie.” He couldn’t help but smile at the gorgeous woman. “She speaks highly of you. Regardless, I would appreciate it if you got her here in time so that she has time to get prepared. Jade, please go run and change, unless you’re planning on dancing in your street clothes.” “Eddie, this is my teacher, Ja…” she broke off. “Ooooh,” she continued before she ran off to the dressing room.
“Right, my name is Jasmyn. Haven’t we met before?” “Yeah, Jasmyn, I think we have. You taught me how to slap dance at Three Lakes years ago.” “Right. I remember now. You came with your siblings and kept tying the smustle into my slap dance. It was a blast. I think that was my favorite class to teach ever. I wished you would come back for a second lesson just so that I could get to know you back then… but I also believed in love at first sight back then.”
All of a sudden she got shy. “Listen, I haven’t really been in town long, so I don’t really know very many people. But I do know some awesome places near here. How about we hang out sometime?” “Not tonight, but how about Friday night?” Edward could barely contain his excitement and his desire to say yes, let’s go now! but he didn’t want to seem over eager. “Alright, I’m teaching until 8, but how about you meet me here after that.”
Jasmyn returned to her class as Jade bounced out of the dressing room. “That’s her Uncle Eddie, isn’t it?” “Yeah, kiddo. It really is.” Jade gave him a bear hug. “I’m so happy for you!” “Thanks, I’m pretty excited too.” It was the understatement of the century ___________________
The week flew by, and by eight fifteen on Friday night, Jasmyn had freshened up, changed, and was ready to meet Edward. Even her students felt the effects of her good mood. She was far more lax with them than usual.
As she walked towards the door, she smiled as she saw Edward waiting for her outside. “Hot date Miss. J?” the cashier asked. “Mind your own business David. But yeah, I’ve got a date tonight.”
“You made it,” Jasmyn said. “Where else would I be but here?” “I don’t know, I was afraid maybe Jade told you horror stories about me or something and it would scare you away.” “Rabid dogs wouldn’t keep me away. I promised.”
Jasmyn suddenly grabbed Edward’s hand and started pulling him down the stairs. “Come on, let’s go. The first stop on our list closes at 9:30!”
They soon arrived at a small restaurant where Jasmyn insisted on sitting outside.
“So what brought you to Sim City?” “I’ve always wanted to dance. And not just teaching tourists slap dance type of dance. I practiced my ass off and got admitted to a dance company. So pretty much, I dance during the day, and then teach to make any sort of living at night. It’s stressful but at least I’m fulfilling my dreams.”
“That’s incredible. I’m not sure I could pick up my entire life and move thousands of miles to pursue my dream. It takes a lot of strength that I’m not sure I have.”
“It’s the price I pay to get what I want. Besides, there was nothing left for me back home. My mom’s gone, my dad might as well be gone, and my own sister won’t talk to me. Sure there’s days that I think maybe life would’ve been easier in Three Lakes, but then. Well then, I realize Sim City has far more to offer me. What do you do?”
Edward answered, “I’m an artist for a living. It’s been a passion of mine since I was a kid, and turns out that this passion of mine was a marketable one. I love it. It’s the job I actually enjoy doing. But then again, it also really depends on my mood. I can’t really paint something incredible when I could care less.”
“But you have your family to support you. I’m sure that helps.” “Yeah, a bit. But they all have their own lives and families now, and so it’s just me, my dog, and my paints.”
Jasmyn took hold of his hand and caressed it. “Hey, you have your friends too. Or at least I hope we can be friends.” “I’d like that a lot.”
“So tell me about your family. From what I hear, it’s huge and close.”
“I guess that you might call it huge. Yeah, I have seven first cousins, an older brother and a twin sister, and for the most part we’re pretty close, even despite some of the age gaps. Then there’s my parents, who both live over in Oakwood, but their relationship is complicated, for lack of a better word. None of us have really strayed far from this area, so it kind of helps with the close thing.”
“I hate to say it, but I’m jealous of your family. My parents move to Three Lakes to get away from their own families, and I never got to know my extended family, or even my grandparents. By the time I was old enough to make my own decision on my family members, my grandparents had passed away, and my cousins could care less who I was.” “I’ve got enough to share. I’m sure you and my sister would get along great. Or any of my cousins, or cousin-in-laws… there’s plenty to pick from,” Ed joked.
“Thanks, but do you think they’ll appreciate being handed off like hand-me-downs?” “They’ll get over it when they realize how great you are.”
“You think I’m great?” Jasmyn sputtered. “Well yeah. I liked you a lot the first time we met. And this dinner of ours has only reaffirmed it. Confession time? When we first met, I believed in love at first sight too, but then fate was cruel and I left without actually getting to know you.”
“Don’t lie to me just because your some sleaze who wants to get me in bed on the first date, Edward Webb.” “No, honest. It’s not like I was planning to bring you home tonight anyway, I’d be far too embarrassed with the mess.”
“So here we are, two struggling artists in one of the greatest city’s in the country. What do we do now?” “I don’t know, there’s a club next door.” “Ok, so that’s a start. How about this as the answer to my question: we go to the club, dance, have fun, and worry about our problems tomorrow. Tonight, we dance!”
“Fine, let’s go. But I’m warning you now, I can’t dance. It’s not even two left feet; it’s more like stubs for legs!”
“You better not hold it against me if I step on your toes.” “I teach dance for a living. If I can teach a bunch of teens ballet, I can teach you how to not kill my toes dancing in a club.”
“You’re really not as bad as you make yourself out to be. Actually, you must’ve been bluffing all this time because you’re actually pretty good.” “You think so? Or are you just saying that to flatter me?”
“Maybe a little of both. You decide.” The music stopped and the DJ made an announcement, “I’m sorry everybody, there seems to be a tech issue, give me just a couple of minutes to get the music back up.”
In the quiet, Edward got the courage to kiss Jasmyn. She welcomed the kiss, and returned it, rather than push him away as he had feared. At that moment, he felt better than he had in a while. He actually felt happy. Like nothing could ruin that moment.
They were just about to leave the club when Jasmyn stopped to pull him into a photo booth. “See silly, you photograph fine. Besides, now we can both have something to remember our first date by.” “I thought we were two friends hanging out, when did this turn into a date?” “Right around the time we kissed, and I realized how much I really like you too. Now it’s your turn to ask me on our second date.” “Well in that case, if you’re not too tired, I want to take you to the only place in the city where you can see the stars.”
They arrived at the courtyard of Edward’s apartment building. “You can see the stars from here?” Jasmyn asked skeptically. The courtyard was too bright to see any. “Come over here and sit, the water’s nice. And yeah, in about half an hour, the lights are turned off automatically and there’s a great view.” “There is no way I’m putting my feet in that water and getting hypothermia or something. It’s far too cold tonight.
She sat down on the stones instead. “Why don’t you come over here instead. It’s nice. And there’s no risk of getting hypothermia and dying over here.”
He laughed, but nevertheless moved over to where Jasmyn was. “Are you sure about this light thing?” “Positive. I come out here to think late at night when I miss my house.”
Right on queue, the lights went out on the courtyard. “You were telling the truth. This is incredible!” Jasmyn exclaimed as she cuddled up to Edward. “I haven’t seen a starry night since I left Three Lakes.” “It’s probably still not as bright as you remember, the city is still too bright for it, but this is the closest I’ve found. And the safest spot to stargaze too.” ______________________
Hours later, the sun shone on the pair as they slept soundly on the floor.
Jasmyn blinked as the bright sun surprised her. “Eddie… Eddie wake up,” she coaxed. “Huh? What’s going on?”
Jasmyn pulled herself off the ground. “We fell asleep here. And according to your watch, I have to be at the studio in about twenty minutes.”
“Well then curse the day I started wearing this damn watch, since now it means you have to leave me,” Ed replied as he peeled himself off the concrete.
When he was finally up, Jasmyn gave Edward a quick peck. “I’m sorry Eddie, but I’ve got to run. Call me later, alright?”
Edward went upstairs and climbed into bed to try and get some rest after his date. Every bone in his body was sore from falling asleep on the concrete ground, but it was well worth it. But instead of sleep, all Edward could do was stare out the window in the direction of the dance studio, thinking about the date he had that night. ____________________ Fin.