THE FALL

THE FALL

She needed work and in the small mining town that she had just moved to, there was nothing for someone her age and background. It was with trepidation that she motored over an hour to a town for an interview, her first. It was very windy and beginning to get cold as winter was just around the corner. She wore her favourite business suit and left her thick, long coat in the car.

He seemed very busy as he shook her hand and settled in his chair, her resume in his hand. But after a few minutes, he seemed to relax and looked her in the eye while they discussed the position he was needing to fill.

After about 20 minutes or so, he stood up and she was dismissed. She felt confident and wanted the job; she never even bothered to look any further.

In a very short time, he emailed her to say that she was definitely being considered and that she should hear something soon. But when he called, it was not to offer her the position but to inform her that he had hired someone else, with "more related experience."

She emailed him to express her thanks and to wish him luck with the new employee. One never burned their bridges; she had learned that lesson the hard way.

When he emailed to ask her to meet for a coffee, she was shocked but assumed he may have another job in mind for her. But when they sat chatting, he never even brought employment up. She noticed his wedding ring and he said, yes, he was married; he had grown children and was a grandfather. She had not dated since becoming a widow five years before her move.

They began a computer relationship and became friends. She met him again for a coffee and was surprised to find she found him so attractive and entertaining. She began to look forward to his emails and calls and meetings.

When he asked her to go for a ride in his new car, she knew she should say no but he was so interesting and cute. He said she made him happy, he thought of her constantly, he found her attractive, etc, etc. She knew it was just a matter of time before they kissed; she was excited!!

He gave her flowers one evening and she was so happy! Her heart was involved now and she hoped he felt the same. They spent many long hours on the computer together and on the phone. She began to live for his touch, his scent, for him.

But after many months and secret meetings and a few short car rides and visits to her apartment, she knew he was just looking for a fun time. And she had resisted having a sexual relationship out of respect for his wife. She was torn apart and hated herself for falling for him. She wanted him but he belonged to another. When she last saw him, he acted as if he hardly knew her; his employees were close by and she had not expected much more but it still hurt.

Falling in love hurts; but "the fall" is worse because once you fall it is so very difficult to pick up the pieces and just continue on as if it never happened. A song, a sunset, a snowflake, a glass of chocolate milk, a red rose, a wink, a pair of dark, sexy eyes and she cannot forget.

The fall is all that's left.......
And it hurts
That's all
The fall.