At the age of 16, I was never the type to commit to any relationship. Having a boyfriend who my parents hated certainly didn't help with that issue either. Upon graduation I broke up with him in order to pursue my college degree and have fun, even though it broke his heart.
Five years later, I was married and considered a "trophy wife." To say that I left my hometown behind is an understatement. I never looked back and could have cared less what that place had to offer. That was until my husband had a new office building under construction.
My boyfriend from high school had stayed in that town and decided to build his career with a company based solely on delivering heavy equipment to those in need. I had no idea what the next 24 hours would hold when my husband told me I had to be available to open gates for deliveries since he was headed out of town.
On a Friday morning, my secretary called me and said that a delivery was waiting at the North Gate to our construction site. I told her to call back and say I was on my way. Needless to say, I've come to the conclusion in my life that I'm important (way more important than I ever was in my hometown) and I'm not going to rush anywhere when I'm paying the person waiting on me.
Finishing up lunch, I head down to our site and park behind the truck.
Paying no attention, I head to the gate and unlock it. Turning around and seeing the driver facing his truck with some paperwork, I say, "Gates open." He turns and instantly I freeze. "Gee just shy of a decade." He says.
Thinking he doesn't recognize me I continue to play it cool. "Look I'm real sorry about that but I was tied up with something and I got here as fast as I could."
"Oh yeah well I have other deliveries to make and I can't be waiting all day on you." He says with a smile.
"Well I guess that's too bad since I'm paying you. You'll wait as long as I want you to."
He hands me the papers and says, "Sign these please." As he heads to unload the trailer.
Walking back to my car, I get a pen and sign off on the delivery wondering if this man realizes I'm the girl who left him five years ago.
As he comes back out of the gate and heads for his truck, I step out and say, "Hey, here's your papers. Thanks again for getting it here on such short notice."
"No problem that's my job, Christine." He smiles.
Blushing, "So you do remember me?"
"Of course how could I not remember the girl who stomped on my heart and ran off to marry some millionaire?"
"It's not like that. You knew we were done long before I ended it."
"No I had every intention on marrying you but you had every intention on seeing how many men you could blow."
"Well this has been a great visit. I gotta go." I turn and get in my car driving away.
The next couple days I keep thinking about how I was wrong for leaving him the way I did and then I remember the equipment has to be picked up in a couple days. I wonder if I call the company would they send the same driver out if I say what a wonderful job he did.
Two days later I'm waiting at the site to let him in to pick up the equipment after being told that they would be happy to send the same driver since I had such a wonderful experience. "Oh boy if they only knew the experience I have planned today." I thought to myself while waiting on him.
As he pulls up and backs in to load the equipment I step out and walk over, "Hey I know the other day didn't go so well but can we grab some lunch or something?"
He glances down at the time on his phone, "Sure I got a couple hours to spare."
He loads the equipment and parks his truck in our lot. As he gets in my car I am reminded of why I loved this man: his smell is intoxicating. I don't think he's changed cologne ever and that was always the way to get me wrapped around his fingers.
"Same cologne as five years ago or is that just a coincidence because you were going to see me today?" I ask as I head to the restaurant.
"Oh it's just what I like. I promise it has nothing to do with you."
"Wow still hate me then?"
