Who: Babs Watson
What: a fur coat, phone call, jealousy, push
Where: a taxi
First line: Babs threw her bag on the floor and burst into tears.
Babs threw her bag on the floor and burst into tears. Pulled her coat tighter trying to cover her half naked body from having to push passed the people to jump into the taxi. She was embarrassed, humiliated and almost unable to speak.
“I’ll never be able to show my face again, and now the love of my life will never want to see me or even be associated with me.” Babs cried out, as she used her fur coat to wipe her nose.
Beep, Beep, Beep, Beep, Beep, Beep. “Hey lady, your cell phone!” Yelled the impatient taxi driver.
She didn't want to answer it, because she knew who it was, but she also knew that he would just keep calling her if she didn’t pick it up. Babs slowly grabbed the bag off the floor and pulled out her cell phone. Taking a deep breath trying to gain some sort of composure, she closed her eyes and slowly let out the air as if she were standing before a firing squad. “Hello” she said in a soft whimper.
“Babs, honey, are you ok? Come on back, please, they’re all gone. We need to talk.” He said.
A million thoughts raced through her head. “Why would he want her to come back? Had she not embarrassed him enough?” Her mouth was unable to form a reply.
The voice on the other end of the line continued, “Look honey, I’m so sorry, I know this was awful for you, I saw how mortified you looked when I walked in with the guys from my office. If I had thought for a moment that you had this surprise waiting for me, I would not have brought the guys home. You told me you were going out with the girls. Come on honey, come home. Please! And if it helps at all, the guys are green with jealousy that I have such a hot wife who would be waiting at home for me looking like that. Honey….. I love you.”
Hope you enjoyed my little tea time story. Love to all of you. Margie