I could smell the scent of his cologne again, I could feel his touch on my body again, I remembered everything so vividly that it sent chills down my ...pine. Suddenly I heard a knock followed by the door opening as he called out, “Celeste, I’m here.” I walked out to the kitchen to go greet him. “Hey thanks for coming over. I just felt better talking about this in person,” I said to him as I walked up to him and hugged him. He hugged me back as he replied, “Well it isn’t really something you. I’ll be here waiting. I love you, Jaime Miller.”“I love you too, Paul Thomas. I’ll call you before I head out. Goodnight, my love.”The next morning, I woke up early, having not slept much the night before. I was so nervous I was shaking. My mind was playing the what if? game at full tilt. What if she can’t stand the way I look? What if she doesn’t like my apartment? Finally, I said out loud,“Fuck!! It’s been twenty years. Of course I’m not the same person; yeah, I’ve gained a little. Since she was having to take smaller steps she almost seemed to be darting between the bushes. He didn’t want to laugh at her, but she immediately reminded him of the chipmunks that used to play around the rock wall next to his parents home in Opelika, Alabama.While he moved away from the entrance he wondered if she was his mysterious benefactor. Also realizing he was tiring John went back to where he’d been lying, and sat back down. He drank the rest of the tea and lay down, wrapping the. "11AM, " she answered."Is it still Saturday?" I asked."Yes, still Saturday. I have orders to call Jen the moment you wake up. She said that it was important. Do you feel up to a visit?" she asked."Sure, I feel pretty good now that I have drank two glasses of water. I'm ready to eat as well." I suggested."Good that is the other call I am supposed to make. Your friend Helen called, she wants to bring food," Eve said."Oh hell the room is going to become a deli when Helen gets here. When you call.