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    La Mer 7

    La Mer PT 7

     

     

    Ch 11

     

     

     

     

     

    Traffic was light as drove back to my place. I helped Carmen with her one bag of belongings and her crutches. She didn’t say much in the car. Just stared out the window. I told her I was gonna stop for some take out and she just nodded and stayed in the car

     

     I got the call from Nurse Ryan, a heads up cause she knew I was into Carmen…she joked that it was about time I settled down…she said Carmen seemed sweet and sincere and those qualities and a nice rack shouldn’t be passed up. She told me the hospital was kicking her out cause of some money thing. All her family was back home in the states…I couldn’t just let her rot in some airport by herself…that’s assuming she even wanted or could go back home.

     

     

    Worse things could have happened. This woman was my fantasy come to life. The kiss we shared just wouldn’t get out of my head. And now alone in my place…no worry of professionalism, no worry about taking advantage of her, no worry about anything except where she would sleep. If we slept at all. Yet as soon as I think it I remember she has lost her job…her girlfriend, she has the fear of knowing she might not ride again………..….I’ll sleep on the couch. I walked back to my car….take out in one hand ice cream cone for her in the other.

     

     

    “Hey I got you some ice cream. It helps me when my life gets all bonkers…”

     

    “Thank you…”

     

    “It’s just ice cream…”

     

    “No for saving my life in more ways than one…”

     

    I don’t say anything just looked at her with mute fascination. I turn to the road and I feel so nervous. The last time I lived with anyone was Sara. I stop in front of my flat…had a good parking space. Took the food in and went back out to help Carmen get out of my car. I grab her crutches and bring them in, then I run back out and help her out…I tell her to grab my hand and she hobbles a little and I tell to put her arm around my shoulder and we walk slowly inside.

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