Chocolate Double Dipt
He was a gawky long-legged teenager working the
window and taking people's orders at a Dairy Queen
located directly across from the new National Guard
Infirmary where a local radio station was sponsoring
a dance. I was there at that dance on the other side
of town but there wasn't enough boys to go around.
I got bored and, all alone, decided to go outside for
some air and right away I saw a neon sign that read
'Double Dipt Ice Cream Cones'! The thoughts of
chocolate overtook my mind and soon there I was
standing across the street in that line.
Finally I reached the window and what did I see? That
skinny string bean of a boy, he was staring at me!
Nothing about him seemed appealing. In fact, he even
seemed a bit quirky, so I paid for my cone very quickly
and waited beside the building for my daddy to come
and get me. The side door swung open and there he
was again, only on his break this time. When he saw
me, he headed on over and then he asked me for my
number. I was so naive at fifteen, I hadn't realized, I
didn't really have to give it to him. But, I did and he was
smiling again. He then told me his name was Jim.
The entire night, it seemed forgettable and yet the next
morning it proved regrettable as my telephone rang so
many times but I didn't get up until my alarm had chimed.
It was Jim each time I answered the phone, I wanted to
go back to sleep and begged him to leave me alone. He
said he would if he could come over later. I was impressed,
he had his own car, a cute little Ford sedan, 1954. We
dated a lot in the beginning, and for awhile, we even went
steady. But I was as fickle as the next girl, I simply wasn't
ready. When he finally got the message, he just faded
away, quiet as the sunset at the end of a day.
I was told by his mother I had broken his heart, ripped
it to shreds, tore it all apart. I missed him and had gone
to his home with intentions of a brand new start. But, he
wasn't there. We stayed in touch, on and off for years.
And I confess, even on my wedding day, I had hopes he'd
come riding up on a white steed and carry me away. He
didn't! Seven years later, it was like ESP, my marriage
was in trouble and he got in touch with me. He was
married too, the father of four girls. We talked of old
times and how things could have been but to carry this
any further, we'd be committing a sin. With a yearning,
we said goodbye and went back to our own worlds.
But, to this day my memories of Jim, well just let me say,
they are pretty much unforgettable! I wonder if he still
thinks of me in the same way....
Tracey's Unforgettable Memories Challenge
By Adele Kaye
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