macmillian
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The sun had been up now for about an hour. Two cups of coffee hadn't taken the edge off my hunger. Right now it was turning towards food as I realized that I had skipped dinner and only had a light snack before retiring.
I looked over, for what must have been the hundreth time in the last hour, at the Johnson's house and saw that the car was still parked in the driveway. I hoped it was her car, Alana's, for I was hoping on seeing her today. I folded up the newspaper, picked up my empty cup and went back inside. I glanced over one last time before sliding the door closed.
Upstairs I disrobed and stepped into the shower and let the hot water run over me. It felt good and after about ten minutes I stepped out and towled myself off and quickly dressed. Dark Charcoal gray slacks and a light blue golf shirt and a white sweater.
I picked up my keys and wallet and walked out into the garage and hit the door opener. I backed out my restored '56 Chevy Nomad, my pride and joy, and clicked the garage door control and waited until it was closed and secured.
I backed slowly out into the street and turned to head towards downtown.
"Should I stop next door first or wait untill after breakfast.............Damn!............I Turned the Nomad into her driveway and parked behind the car that was already there." BOY! What was I thinking as I got out of the and walked up to the front door.
I stood there for what seem like an eternity before I rang the door bell.
...............Bong...Bong....Bong..........!
I looked over, for what must have been the hundreth time in the last hour, at the Johnson's house and saw that the car was still parked in the driveway. I hoped it was her car, Alana's, for I was hoping on seeing her today. I folded up the newspaper, picked up my empty cup and went back inside. I glanced over one last time before sliding the door closed.
Upstairs I disrobed and stepped into the shower and let the hot water run over me. It felt good and after about ten minutes I stepped out and towled myself off and quickly dressed. Dark Charcoal gray slacks and a light blue golf shirt and a white sweater.
I picked up my keys and wallet and walked out into the garage and hit the door opener. I backed out my restored '56 Chevy Nomad, my pride and joy, and clicked the garage door control and waited until it was closed and secured.
I backed slowly out into the street and turned to head towards downtown.
"Should I stop next door first or wait untill after breakfast.............Damn!............I Turned the Nomad into her driveway and parked behind the car that was already there." BOY! What was I thinking as I got out of the and walked up to the front door.
I stood there for what seem like an eternity before I rang the door bell.
...............Bong...Bong....Bong..........!