Umber (21.23 — Leroy’s Story)
May 21, 2012 § 2 Comments
I turned around and stared into Vera’s pale eyes. She had sounded distressed, afraid that she had done something wrong by sitting in the soda fountain with another woman’s fiance. But when she saw the look of relief on my face, her apprehension slowly melted away. I told her I’d walk her to her sister’s house, since it was getting dark. She told me about her mother and the rest of her family, and that she wanted to live in France. By the time we reached the house, I had asked her out on a date.
Like I said earlier,Vera had me bewitched. She should have known better than to get involved with me. Father Hoolihan would have been more her type. I was too restless. Wanderlust in my blood. Drove my daddy crazy.