A Second Spring...Brings New Hope by Unknown

Author:Unknown
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 0000000000000
Published: 2021-11-06T08:38:49+00:00

He may as well have flung a hand grenade at me and finished the job of killing me. A drink, I thought to myself in panic. I needed a stiff drink, or the pain would kill me.

I hadn’t so much as touched a drop of alcohol since that dinner at Caprice’s, but today, my survival depended on it.

I ordered a vodka and Sprite over the phone. Wait. That would take some time to arrive. And I needed something right now. I couldn’t find anything better.

The waiter arrived in about fifteen minutes, and despite his best efforts, could not keep his thoughts to himself.

He knew this wasn’t my room, that the last he had seen me, I had been the epitome of chic dignity, asking him to get additional water.

Could he make out what had happened? Did I imagine the pity in his eyes, the surprise at seeing me in Rohan’s room, the empty bottles lying by my side at 7:00 p.m., for God’s sake? Silently, he left the room after carefully positioning the vodka and Sprite bottles and a tray of snacks in the middle of the table.

But I couldn’t bear the sight of food. Not today.

Five, or was it six, drinks in quick succession knocked me out. I slept through dinner, surfacing only at 10:00 a.m. the next day.

The hangover was killing, even as I fixed myself some coffee and ordered a cheese omelet with garlic bread from room service. I ate ravenously and felt a little more human.

I went back to my room. I couldn’t stay in this hotel that smelled of Rohan for a moment longer. And to think, I had felt so fulfilled just a few hours ago.

I packed my bags and left for the airport, even though boarding for my flight wouldn’t commence for at least four hours.

Time enough for me to figure out my own decisions. In fact, I thought with black humor, I could be a poster girl for a book titled Smart Women, Dumb Choices.

In my life, I had enjoyed the attention of several men who valued my presence, and would have loved to get closer to me. They were smart, successful men themselves and appreciated me for my achievements, both professional and personal. Without being immodest, I knew that I was perceived as an achiever; a fairly attractive woman who could talk well, hold an intelligent conversation, and say the right things at the right time. I dressed well, and could fit into any world, from the traditional to the corporate. My value-based upbringing gave me the strength to withstand the quicksand of the business circles I moved in; a point that wasn’t lost on my male friends.

I could have chosen to be with any of them, possibly even committed to one of them. But I hadn’t wanted to. Not for one moment had I experienced the all-important spark vital to sustaining a relationship. Nor had they extended the quiet support that Rohan had over the last few months. They had just been friends.

Download

Copyright Disclaimer:
This site does not store any files on its server. We only index and link to content provided by other sites. Please contact the content providers to delete copyright contents if any and email us, we'll remove relevant links or contents immediately.