Sara's Friday morning was filled with thoughts of her late night walk with Chris. She hated thinking about him but couldn't stop herself. She didn't want to get her hopes up just to be let down after finding out he had a girlfriend or was married. Such was her usual luck with men she took an interest in.
She was very early for work this morning, as was her usual habit. The energy in the mall was very lax as she arrived and due to the early morning rainfall, it would probably remain that way for the next few hours.
She walked towards the store at a steady pace, not going too fast. She wanted to give herself time to think of a game plan in case she was to run into Chris this morning. Would she be able to carry a proper conversation or would she freeze in her tracks?
As she approached her store, she was relieved to see no one standing at the open doors of Brionni... but she was also a little disappointed. Even though the pressure was off, she longed to see him. It was time to dismiss all thoughts of him now however, and focus on work. The last thing she wanted was to be distracted by her runaway thoughts.
Business was very slow today. The gentle rainfall transformed into a thunderstorm without warning, scaring away the usual crowds. Sara didn't mind this, because on days like this she would take her home cooked lunches into the spacious food court on the floor below.
She would find an empty area in a corner somewhere and continue reading one of her books while she ate. It was the perfect way to spend her lunch hour, and the sounds of rain and thunder would make it even better.
As she walked towards the escalator, her mind fell upon her new acquaintance.
"Where was he right now?" she wondered.
Sara thought it was best that they hadn't seen each other because she might have been a total wreck. She smiled to herself and made her way to a table surrounded by a few large plants. She sat down and placed her microwaved food on the table.
She loved Italian cuisine and was having Carbonara today. She enjoyed experimenting with recipes at home and thought that she did a pretty good job with this one.
As she was enjoying her first few bites, a familiar voice called out to her.
"Hello!"
She wiped the corners of her mouth and looked up. It was none other than Chris. He looked a bit disheveled and his suit was splattered with rain drops. He looked silly but she was very glad to see him.
"Hi, how are you?" she smiled, realizing that she probably looked way too happy to see him.
"I'm great, just had my second shower for the morning." he smiled
"Are you just coming in?" she laughed.
"Yea. Uncle Mike's going to have a fit!"
"Uncle Mike? You mean Michael? He's your uncle?"
"Yes he is. I don't usually make it a habit to be late. I just had a hard time sleeping last night."
"Oh, I'm sorry to hear that."
"I should be heading up there now but when I saw you sitting there, I wanted to say hello. Would you mind meeting up with me after work? I'd like to keep the promise I made to you yesterday."
"That's really not necessary. I'm fine." she said reassuringly.
"But you weren't yesterday and I'd like to make it right. Anyway, I won't take no for an answer, so you have no choice!" he smirked.
"Alright, alright, I accept. Just hurry before you get into trouble." she laughed.
"Yes Ma'am. I'll see you later. Enjoy your lunch."
