Realization Part 3: Lost Love
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CHAPTER 7: 5, 15, 25, life.
John Dixon looked at his alarm clock in horror as he realized that he had over slept. He had stayed out too late the evening before.
"Oh bugger!" He yelled as he ran in the nude straight to the lav to shower for work. Finishing faster than any Dixon ever had in the shower, John ran nude right back to his room and began tearing apart his wardrobe looking for the.. right attire. For not only did it have to get him through work today, but also... a possible over-nighter.
" 'Over-nighter'? Bloody hell..what am I...a 16 year old again?" John scolded himself as he quickly dressed and raced out of the house and away from his estate in his car. Most of the day went by like that; little concentration on actual work matters, cancelling meetings to day dream in his office, jumping every time the phone rang, hoping it was him. But alas he never called, and another boring day at the firm came to a close for John Dixon; who finally was able to make his way back to his wonderful house.
As he entered the door Sophie was there to greet him, which was quite unexpected, and John nearly flung himself back against the door. "John, what's wrong?"
"Nothing.. I just wasn't expeting you in." John said, while trying to put as much emotion into it as he could, but even Sophie could probably even tell that it was faker than the "Castle" at Euro Disney.
"Ok.." Sophie said while starting to walk away towards the kitchen, but then stopped and turned around and started speaking again. "Oh John dear, a client of yours called while you were on the way home.. a Mr. Carter.. um.. Mr.. Steve Carter I believe. He even left his mobile number; must be important to reach him."
As if the black cloud of death had been lifted from atop John Dixon, the evening seemed to brighten.
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Mark and Wendy hoped back into their car after dropping Steve back off at his house. They had finished their long discussion about the articles they would have to produce in near mass quantities every week. Now they were off to the heart of Basingstoke to see a film that was just released. Steve waved as they pulled out of the drive and down the road. Glad to be back home, he ran straight inside and phoned John's law firm.. after quite some searching to find the number. However, John had already left for the day, so the only option was to call the Dixon residence. The lady on the other end seemed nice enough, but just to be sure Steve said that he was a client of Johns in a confidental case, and needed to speak with him as soon as possible and left his mobile number.
Right on cue, Linda walked in the door right as he was hanging the reciever up. "Who was that?"
"Just someone that called."
"Steven Carter, you're a worse liar than Bill Clinton was. Who was that?"
Reluctantly and blushing, Steve gave in. "Ok, I was calling after Johnny..I have to see him again..."
"Steve.. why are you doing this to yourself?"
"Linds...I can't help it..ever heard of the saying ..'It takes 5 seconds to develop a crush on someone, it takes 15 seconds to develop an infatuation, 25 seconds to fall in love with someone, but an entire lifetime to forget them' ?"
"What bullshit have you been reading ove there in America?"
"Linds.."
"Fine, do what you want.. just remember that when you get hurt... again, that I told you so.." Linda said as she walked back out of the door and back to her own house. Steven ran to the door and yelled after her.
"Where are you goin?"
"Home.. I need some tea."
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