"I feel the same way, Aards."Our relationship had deepened this year. We had always been close, but since Uni started, it had got to a point where we ...eemed to read each others minds. She would answer my questions before I asked. I would see something funny, and we would both laugh out aloud. It was bizarre, but nice. Sometimes, in idle moments, I would even daydream about Rachael as my girlfriend, but never for long. It was just too weird to think of her in that light.Rachael had fished out a. She smiled and said that maybe there was a way she could take care of that.She had met her husband and got married within a year after our earlier encounter. He was several years older that her, travelled a lot and after their son was born, became more interested in his career than in her. Lucky me.We became fast friends and regular lunch partners. After a coupl of months,she told me that her husband was going to be out of town for the weekend and that there was a summer concert she wanted to. Petite, far beyond pretty, a sweet round face, high cheek bones from the Indian heritage she had mentioned, dark brown eyes, a tiny nose, a body that would not quit. Intelligence, without guile, forthright and freely admitted not knowing something. A few days earlier she had graduated from high school, her favorite subject was English, she an eclectic reader. She could cook converse with anyone at any time. I felt such ease. Lisa asked about my life in the Navy, what I did, where I came from,. RyShari went to go find a sit, as my mother held me back and said, “I really do like her.” I was still staring Ry down. Damn that dress was fitting her right. Once I snapped back into reality I said, “I’m glad you do ma because I really do love this girl.” Even though RyShari came to the dinner, she was still highly upset. She didn’t even let me sit by her she put DJ in between us. I was just glad she came. We had a great time at dinner. My mother was like the best cook ever. I had like two.