As she sat waiting for her first date in many months, one truly longed for, Rachel noticed a man hanging posters across the street from the coffee shop. There were two reasons she noticed; first was the size of it, a rather large four-foot sheet of paper. The second; that it was announcing the coming dance event to kick off the fall term.
Such things only seemed to point out her lack of socializing again, it was hard to dance to a tune you couldn't hear.
On impulse, Rachel took out her cell-phone, typed in Jim's number, and a simple question. "Do you know how to dance?"
She knew he would be there shortly, but thought it better to text him before communicating meant writing things down in a notebook. Knowing well the strain that would cause, she was surprised by his carefree attitude, as though it would be nothing for them to speak in such a way. Past experience told her otherwise.
The frown he sent back in response made her smile, the following message from him added even more cheer.
"Mom made me learn when I was younger. Why do you ask?"
Rachel laughed aloud at that point, then told him of the poster and the coming dance. She had learned to dance as a child, by placing a hand on her brother's radio, feeling the tune that played, and trying to move to the same beat.
When Jim replied back, his comment caught her off guard. "I could teach you, if you want."
Her heart fluttered for a moment as she thought of this strange young man she knew so little about. He seemed so kind, willing to overlook her disability-- and more. Such a caring nature could only be from God, she thought, then prayed it were truly so. Everything about him stood out like a billboard, flashing the Lord's blessing. She just hoped it did not come crashing down like her last dates had.
The rumbled vibration of her phone brought Rachel out of her thoughts with a smile as she read a message from Jim. He had just parked the car and would be there in a minute. Her nerves started to tremble slightly, and she felt giddy as a child on Christmas morning, as she looked up and down the street.
When she first saw him at the opposite corner, her heart nearly stopped. There he was, noticeably impatient, as he waited for the light to change. But what caught her eye most was the beautiful woman that stood beside him. She watched as they crossed the street together, the woman looked as happy as Rachel had felt only a moment before.
Her confusion grew as they neared the front of the Coffee shop. A well-dressed businessman, whom she had been speaking to when Jim had first texted her the message that he was on his way, stepped up and seemed to be pleading with him. Jim couldn't be the man's son, she thought, but that would mean...
Rachel's eye fixed on Jim as he shook his head and walked past the man without stopping, his lips moving in a soundless debate as they entered. Here, the woman moved in front of the two men, smiling as she neared Rachel's table and began to sign a greeting.
"Hello. You must be Rachel. You look just like Jim described. I am sorry we are late, Jim forgot his phone and I couldn't find it, then missed the bus getting to the library."
Rachel's mind was in a whirl as she glanced quickly between the woman, the well-dressed businessman, and finally came to rest on Jim as she mouthed a single statement, "You mean..."
His crooked, sideways smile as he looked at her, seemed as though he was guilty of something. Rachel barely noticed Jim's shrugging shoulders as his hands flowed before him in sign language.
"Sorry. What can I say, they’re my parents?" As his hand reached out to her, Rachel's first thought was to stand and greet them, but her eye would not move from the face of the young man before her.
As she rose from her chair, he took both her hands in his, stepped closer, and began to move to music she could not hear. Slowly, Rachel began to dance to a tune of God's love, signed upon her heart as an answer to prayer.
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This is an awesome ending to a wonderful series! You are one talented person. I think romance is your niche. I am delighted that Jim and Rachel had a happy ending. I feel in love with your characters. They seemed so real and pulled me right into their lives. I could see you making this into even more like a romance novel. I'm not big on romances either so for you to be able capture me the way you did is a sign of expert writing!
Wow...you put me right smack dab inside of Rachel's shoes! I was smiling inside and out, throughout the entire story. My heart fluttered and seized with the depth of love that can only be experienced with that special someone. Truly a great love story Pup!
How did you do that? You really got "inside" Rachel's thinking, and made it sound real, not like a man trying to figure out how a woman thinks :) Such great observations made it easy to follow the action.
This is a delightful story, Pup. I thoroughly enjoyed reading it.