This TRUE story.
Blind Love was a single-sitting read, and my interest never flagged. At a mere 114 pages, it was perfect for a lazy afternoon. I think that the best quality of Blind Love is that it is written from the perspective of a teenage boy that is genuinely trying to find his place in the world. I could relate to the main character's desire to stick with a simple plan. I could also sympathize with this character's drift into uncharted territory.
When Dave Lyon comes upon a near-fatal accident involving a girl
that he believes is “out of his league,” he has the opportunity to
be her hero and to gain admission to the "popular crowd." Dave's
newfound acceptance challenges his simple, humble and moral
outlook on life and what the future holds.
Excerpt
Eric's mom introduced Dave to one of her girlfriends. Her name was Daisy. She had enough tattoos on her to write a book, and sported some classy leathers. She was a biker chic from Rubonia heights.
After an hour or so of mingling Dave ended up on the porch swing with Daisy. He found out that she was thirty-seven years old, and had two kids. Her kids were living with her ex-husband and his wife. She worked at Walmart on the afternoon shift.
Over a number of beers, and a shot or three of Jack Daniels whiskey, Dave unfolded his story about Stephanie, and now April. Daisy sat almost conscious listening intently to him. After he finished he looked into her eyes for some confirmation, irradiation, or affirmation of any kind.
Daisy looked back at Dave in silence before saying, "excuse me for just one second."
She got up from the swing as quick as she could, stumbled the two steps to the railing of the porch, grabbed the railing with both hands, bent over almost in half, and vomited her insides out for what seemed more than five minutes. Dave was nauseous. Right after the last spew Daisy let loose of some pent up gas more than likely generated by the excess of beer she had drank.
She slowly turned to sit back down on the swing and said," excuse me." After sitting down she made her debut with this observation.
"You know Dave? It seems to me that you had no chance with the Stephanie girl because of her social status and her taste for much taller guys. That may be why you thought you were in love with her. And, with that April girl, you were looking for a pretty skirt with a big shoulder to cry on. In fact from what you have said she is even higher on the food chain. I believe that you suffer from the upgrade syndrome, and don't have the wherewithal to step up to a higher rung on the ladder.
Take me for example. I'm a simple gal who doesn't expect much from a man. Yeah, I do hope that he has a job, and a valid drivers license, but that doesn't usually stop me from hanging out with a guy who doesn't. Do you see where I'm going with this Dave?"
Dave looked at her as well as he could, and at the same time he tried to focus on her thoughts. The alcohol was making its rounds through his system wave after wave, so he may have missed a word or two. In his polluted mind he tried to analyze what she was trying to say. On one hand she thought Stephanie was a girl running a bit on the wild side who was too good for him, and on the other hand she was certain that April was no where in any league he could play in. This revelation set his mind in to a deep depression, and then Daisy continued.
"And another thing Dave. Take a guy like you. Yeah, your nice, but girls don't always want a nice guy. Whenever I have a nice guy hitting on me I just give him the evil eye, and show him my gold teeth. That usually gets rid of him. You need to be a little rough once in a while."
Dave sat there in amazement while Daisy continued to lecture him on his niceties. He didn't have a chance in life. He didn't have a hope of ever attracting a girl of good breeding. Somehow Daisy was convincing him that the only chance he had in life is to get himself a girl like her. She didn't expect much. She didn't demand much, and above all she was a biker chic. What more could he ask for?
He knew something was askew with her revelation, but the drink had clouded his mind like the marine layer over the Golden Gate Bridge. The next thing he knew he was on the back of Daisy's bike heading away from the party.
Khenlee has reached 12 Cycles of Seasons and will find which working circle she will now belong to. She is shocked to find out what the gods have decided what her life work will be.
