|My husband's YGM fanfiction
||[Jan. 18th, 2008|09:18 am]
Shop Around the Corner
It Can Never Be|
Kathleen Kelly. Joe could not seem to get her off his mind.
He had spent the day with Annabelle and Matthew and, after giving them back to Matthews’s mother, had stopped in to Café Lalo’s for a Latte. He gazed out the glass window at the rain that hard started to fall on the sidewalk and on the street. Why was he thinking about her? He already had a live in girl friend that he liked. He even had an internet relationship with a person named “Shop girl” that he liked to send messages to. But Kathleen was different. What was it? Was it her cute smile when she said she was twirling with her mother?
The rain continued to sprinkle down on the window. One of his favorite things was to drink coffee after a hard day in a quiet, well quiet for him anyway, coffee shop. It wasn’t that it was particularly quiet. People all around were talking. It was just that no one was demanding his attention. That was a relief for a man who give orders and makes things happen. This way he could be alone with his thoughts. And his thoughts were about Kathleen Kelly. Why was she still single, beautiful woman like that? Would she go out with him, if he asked?
Then the foreboding thought hit him again. They could never be together, or even be friends. He would put her out of business and she would hate him for it. It had happened before and it would happen again. The Fox Books store, only a few blocks away, with all its discounts and much greater selection, would take all her customers and she would probably end up having to get a job in some large book store, maybe Fox Books.
Sometimes he wished he were in some other business, like an insurance agent. Then he could just go and introduce himself, using his full name, not “Just call me Joe.” How cheesy is that? If he were in some other line of work, he could just go and ask her out. He could say, “How about a cup of coffee?” Maybe, she would even do that, have a cup of coffee with him, or maybe even dinner. But, no. that could never happen. He was the big bad wolf gunning down small book shops and hers would be one of them.
Give it up, Joe. It can never be.