Sometimes emails you receive lead to follow ups, just as you think your writing is going nowhere, this story is a result of one such email, and a story based on what the person told me
He sat, reading a story on the Internet. It was a sad story, about a graduation and the loss of a love.
Tears pricked his eyes as he completed reading the story, remembering how his own life had changed over the last few years.
It had all started three years ago, when he had first met Shannon.
She was a friend of his cousin, visiting her family in Texas from her home in Arizona. They’d met at a family party he’d reluctantly agreed to attend. Then as the evening passed and family members had started to leave, Trey had found himself more and more drawn to the beautiful guest. They had chatted well into the evening. Smiles and laughter making the time disappear, much too quickly for the both of them. That night he’d slept dreaming of the new woman in his life, and wishing the one thing he had learned from their conversation did not exist. That was Shannon, already had a boyfriend.
Over the next few days he had spent more and more time with Shannon, warming their lives and their hearts with each other’s presence. One evening she’d taken him by the hand to a small place that had become special to them, away from prying family eyes. Once there, she’d turned and kissed him gently, his lips had tingled with the fire of her touch. His arms went round her, his lips seeking hers for more of the sweetness, but she’d pushed him away.
“Wait,” she said, “I have something to tell you.”
He stepped back, his hand trailing down Shannon’s arm, until it held her hand gently in his own.
“What love?” he asked, his heart beating out of control as his mind went through so many possibilities.
She smiled and squeezed his hand.
“You know I told you, I had a boyfriend back in Arizona?” she asked.
He nodded, and his heart seemed to stop, in the silence of waiting for her reply.
“Well,” she said, and a smile as large as Texas spread across her face
“I haven’t any more. That position is open for a special Texan.”
His heart did a somersault as he realized what she’d just said. He pulled her to him, lips finding hers once more, and her “Position Filled” was lost in a kiss that went on, and on.
After that the next month was one mad whirl of Shannon and the love they had found together.
She stayed at his house so they could be together, each day being a new discovery of their love. Eventually, it was time for Shannon to go back to Arizona, they parted amidst tears, and swearing of eternal love.
Each day they phoned, but as the months went past, distance seemed to get in the way, until one night at a party he ended up with a girl he met, a girl he had wanted since the sixth grade. Knowing that things would develop, like an idiot, he ended his relationship with Shannon.
He had been a fool, he soon realized, losing a love for one night of passion, and to be honest, not a very good night. Life after that had gone very sour; he didn’t blame her for ignoring him. He had been the one to ruin what had been so good up to that time.
After that they’d gone their separate ways, yet all the time, they found themselves being drawn back to each other, calling one another if either of them had a problem, knowing that the other one was there and they would understand.
He went out with several women, never thinking he would ever have a second chance with Shannon. Yet as time went by he found himself talking more and more with Shannon, and with the talk, the regrets and the pain seemed to ease for the both of them, each call placing another plank in the bridge between both their lives’s that he had broken.
One day he had received a letter from Shannon, something strange, as up to now they
had always talked on the phone or on the computer. He had opened it, not sure what it contained, at the same time both happy and worried.
It was an invite to Shannon’s graduation, hand written on the back was a message.
“The position is open for somebody to take me to the Graduation Prom.”
His mind raced back to that moment when she had said words much the same asking him to be her boyfriend. He at once wrote back to her, placing just two words on the reply.
“Position Filled”
He’d taken a flight to Arizona, and as soon as they had met, the pain of the last three years just went away. They both realized at that moment, what they had missed, and that their love that had seemingly grown even stronger from being apart.
That was a year ago he thought, and as he went to turn off the computer, a pair of hands softly covered his eyes.
“Stop” said a voice that he knew so well, “I was just reading that story.”
He held the hand of the woman who had given him a second chance, while she finished reading the story over his shoulder, tears springing to her eyes as they had done his own.
“That,” she said “Is a beautiful story.”
He pulled her round until she was sitting on his lap, then kissed the fresh tears from her face.
“Perhaps” he said in between kisses “I should contact the writer, and ask him to write our story?”
She smiled, the rest of his words being once more lost in a kiss.
Trey did just that, he contact me, and this is my effort at writing the story of Trey and Shannon, and their second chance.
A story set in 10 years time where two bodies are found in the river NITH in Dumfries, south west Scotland. One is a blind musician and police informant while the other is Poppy, a young girl. It brings Mark and Carla together with different views i
