He said, Chelsea, you’re more beautiful than ever. So, you’re saying I was ugly? No, no, oh no! – I see you have the same spunk as you did years ago, he chuckled. We exchange conversation and caught up on everything even our past and current relationships from over the years.
The way this man held a conversation had me in tune with every word.
Ring, ringing… caller ID – Charles, call sent to voicemail…
The sound of the thunderstorms distracted us both from the caller that I just sent to the voicemail.
He said, “Chelsea, are you in a hurry, I am really enjoying this moment with you?” I told him no.
We set there and looked into one another eyes, and I started to reminisce about us as kids and how life was supposed much easier and we didn’t have to make so many hard decisions. Chauncey loved me more than Charles did and that was a given fact.