Last Call

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crazy freak who couldn't answer the hot Australian bartender?
    Lord, say that ten times fast.
    "Sorry," he faltered, adding, "I didn't mean to bother you," and he turned to go.
    "No. Wait," I finally choked out, desperate for him not to leave. "It's Savannah."
    The slow smile that crossed his face caused my body temperature to rise at least ten degrees.
    "Savannah," he repeated, his voice taking on the confident super power sexiness from earlier in the evening. "Will you be making it four nights in a row?"
    "Four nights? Oh, you mean will I be here tomorrow? No," I said almost reluctantly. "Contrary to what you may think, I'm really not a regular here. I've got a da...an appointment next Thursday upstairs, though." I added that little tidbit to see if he would tell me to stop by. No go.
    "Then I'm sure I’ll see you around," he called as he took a step backwards. "Drive safe…sweetheart."
    "Okay, you too. Thanks," I called after him as he laughed and proceeded to walk back inside.
    I slipped into the car with what I’d said echoing in my head; sitting there dumbly repeating it out loud. " ’Okay, you too?’ Did I really just say that to him?" Lord, that made absolutely no sense.
    "Lucy, you've got some 'splaining to do," Candace quipped in her best Ricky Ricardo voice.
    Yes, yes I did.
     

Sunday - April 28, 2013
    Remembering Daniel
     
    Bzzzz Bzzzz Bzzzz
    In the midst of a very tantalizing dream with a very buff Australian superman, the very annoying vibrations kicked in.
    Bzzzz Bzzzz Bzzzz
    I pulled my pillow over my head and tried to sink back into the dream. Please, for all that’s decent in this world, come back to me. He was getting ready to show me some of his special superpowers….can’t a girl get a break!
    Bzzzz Bzzzz Bzzzz
    I agitatedly reached out from under my blanket cocoon to answer the phone. "What?!"
    "Savannah?"
    Damn.
    "Hi mother," I groaned. Worst. Timing. Ever. I sighed inwardly.
    "Darling, it’s very rude to yell at people when you answer your phone," she chastised me, adding, "Is everything all right?"
    Yes, mother. You know, it’s also very rude to interrupt dreams involving a sexy Australian superman and his x-ray vision, but you don't hear me whining do you? I snapped mentally; stretching out from under the covers and peeking at the screen on the phone for the time. Nine thirty-six a.m.
    Nine thirty-six! On a Sunday morning!
    "Mother." I began taking in deep breaths. "It is nine in the morning. On a Sunday. Really?"
    "Now, darling, don’t take that tone with me. I wanted to catch you before church. You know I have that shower for Mary Anne this afternoon, and I bought her a present from you."
    I shot up in horror and yelped, "You WHAT?"
    "Oh really now, drop the drama Savannah," she snapped. "Mary Anne is like a sister to you, and it's about time you got over the past. It's bad enough you're not coming home for any of the pre-wedding events. I mean really, what am I supposed to say to everyone when they ask why you're not here?"
    Her voice continued to go up an octave with each line she spoke. "And Daniel's family loves you. You know, his mother still asks about you all the time, and to be honest I really think they were expecting you two to work things out eventually. It isn't right that after all this time you can't bring yourself to let bygones be bygones. Our circles are small, Savannah, and you’ll be the talk of the club."
    Kill me now.
    "Mother…" I blurted out, trying to stop her rant. "Mother!" I shouted louder.
    "There’s no need to screech, darling. I’m not hard of hearing."
    "Thank you for buying a gift. Please convey my apologies for not being there. I need to go now. I love you."
    "Well alright then, if you must rush off. I'll call you later and tell you all about the event. Did I mention that it’s at the botanical…?"
    "Goodbye, momma," I said; stopping her.
    "Alright, alright darling. Get some rest. You sound horrible. Goodbye."
    I tossed my phone to the side and

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