Imagine, just after Christmas I got an invitation to attend a christening. It was the christening of my namesake, Gina and Gary's newborn son. Of course I was delighted I would see them again and more so the mother of this newest citizen who I still visualized while beating my meat. I wondered if the pregnancy had changed her appearance much.
Well, soon I would know.
I boarded the plane in Florida in a soft sunset now cooled off from the weather's heat and wended my way north. I arrived in Chicago in a lake affects snowstorm considered to be the season's worst. As I exited the aircraft I could hear the wind blowing and buffeting the walkway we were enclosed in. I was glad I brought a jacket but never having lived north of Virginia except to attend college in New England I was not at all ready for this Nor'easter.
Inside the terminal I spotted Gina but no sign of Gary or the babe. I hailed her, "Hi there, so good to see you again." I winked with a smile. "Married life doesn't seem to have changed you much, not even having a child. You are still slim and sexy."
"Well you would know, wouldn't you?" her eyes sparkled. She looked around grinning, "He's not here. We didn't think bringing the baby out in this weather was a good idea. Is that all you have for a jacket?" I nodded.
I gathered my belongings and we headed for the door. "It looked bad on approach. Is it that bad?" I shiver as she opens the door but I'm not at all ready for the blast that catches me. "Oh God, where is your car?" She points and we trudge into the weather.
At least she has parked in a close by area so we arrive quickly and get inside out of the weather. "Is that all your luggage?" she asked.
"It's all I thought I would need for a few days. The christening is tomorrow, isn't it?"
She nods as she starts the vehicle. "Were you surprised when I named him Jack? You know Gary wanted to call him Edward after his father, but I insisted since you introduced us." she grins, "and you did get in me before he did." she laughs.
"Gary or his father?"
"Jack!" You are terrible. Gary, of course." she chuckles "But his father is a handsome man. You will see him at the christening."
The plows have been through but the drifts are pilling up again on all the thoroughfares with the shifting winds. Even using fog lights and wipers it is near impossible to see much ahead of them. I make a comment. "We have to quit meeting like this in snow storms, my dear Gina."
"Jack, stop that. You know you make me wet when you do that. It's been a long time but it still affects me that way. Do you ever think about it."
I laugh, "It would embarrass you to know the answer to that one."
"You know I almost broke off with him after we had that night in the lodge. It's bothering me now to be so close to you. Perhaps it was a mistake to invite you or even name our child after you." We wait at a red light.
"I'm glad it bothers you too," I wave my hand to catch her attention and let her see the tent in my lap. She jerks ahead and thankfully the light has just changed. "We never did finish that session, did we?" I concluded.
She thinks about what I have said and fights the wheel. "I wish the plows were through here recently." she mutters. "And yes, it does still bother me. I wondered if it would but right from the time you came into the terminal I got wet. Does that do anything for your ego?"
