Another short excerpt:
They’d known each other once, some time ago. Finding themselves seated together at a dinner some mutual friends had hosted, they’d enjoyed the evening and that first “getting to know you” over shared conversation and dipping chunks of crusty sourdough bread in the hot cheese fondue.
Over the next months they met for coffee, gone on some walks around the parks, and learned more about each other. She brought him along to a family picnic where he seemed to have a good time with her brothers. And she went with him to the big city for a “fancy” dinner out with his parents and siblings.
Things got serious. And then everything ended. Months passed, and then years. One spring day, she was visiting friends out-of-state and, on a planned outing to a lake, she saw him. What was he doing here?She thought she’d let it all go. He felt a familiar stab in his belly when he met her eyes. They never spoke.
Nine months later, she was fifty miles from home, helping one of her clients organize goals for a next step. In a back corner of the local café, they sat in a booth going over action plans, when the little bell on the door jingled. Their eyes met when she looked up at the sound. Really? Again?
Did she believe in serendipity? She felt a force, gentle, but persistent and continued to ignore it…