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A Memory Never Forgotten *PART 2*
The next morning I woke up ready to face the world and all the challenges that she threw at me. The first thing I had to do was call my cousin and tell her I was ok. Then go on from there. I called my cousin to tell her I was fine and that I had a big fight with Troy and stayed at a hotel to cool off. She believed me and didnâ??t ask any more questions. After that was done I went downstairs and the maid gave me a note from Michael. It wrote: â??Alyssa, stay for the next few days and Iâ??ll show you what true love is.â? I canâ??t describe how I felt after I read the note because it wasnâ??t clear to me what it meant. I figured the maid read the note as well because she was grinning from ear to ear. She then told me I had a surprise waiting for me pool side. She escorted me to the pool still grinning which was now becoming annoying. Setting on the table was another note and two of my favorite books. The note said: â??You can always read away your sorrows.â? The first book read: Leading Ladies: Transformative Biblical Images for Women's Leadership. I was so excited because this was one of two of my favorite books and the second book was Leading Lessons: Insights on Leadership from Women of the Bible. That was very thoughtful of Michael to get me my favorite books. Though I wondered how he got the copies. While reading I was served brunch by that creepy looking maid lady. When she came to take my tray away I asked her, â??Where is Michael?â? â??He had a meeting, but will see you to dinner tonight.â? â??Oh ok, thank you creepy.â? I mumbled. Within the next hour Ms. Creepy came back and brought me the phone. Handing me the phone, â??Mr. Jackson would like to talk to you.â? â??Thank you.â? Alyssa: â??Hello.â? Michael: â??Did you enjoy your books?â? Alyssa: â??Yes, thank you so much.â? Michael: â??I was calling to ask if you would stay with me (little pause) I mean for a couple of days.â? Alyssa: â??wellâ?¦ Michael: â??itâ??s ok if you donâ??t.... Alyssa: â??Yes.â? Michael: â??Yes?â? Alyssa: â??yea, Iâ??m my own boss so I can take a couple of days off.â? Michael: â??oh thatâ??s great!â? I felt his happiness through the phone. Michael: â??Iâ??m on my way home. (Later I found out he was just arriving home but needed some time to get ready.) There should be a note with a set of instructions on them in your room.â? Alyssa: â??Whatâ??s with the notes?â? I laughed. Michael: â??I like to express myself through words.â? He giggled. Alyssa: â??See you when you get here.â? I found the note and it read as so: â??Sheâ??s from a world of popcorn and candy; pony rides all the time and little children laughing. Iâ??m from a world of disappointments and confusions. I want her to be mine.â? (I found out later that was a lyric from a current song he was composing. How sweet!) Wait for me at the Ferris wheel so we can take a ride.â? Of course I didnâ??t know where the Ferris wheel was, but before I could ask two men were escorting me. They told me Michael would be there shortly and left me setting on a little bench. Once again I was studying my setting and Michael popped out of know where. He sat next me and we both smiled at each other. â??Howâ??s it going?â? Michael asked â??Nothing much, just ready to ride the Ferris wheel.â? I said jokingly. â??Well letâ??s go.â? Michael grabbed my hand and we hurried to the big wheal. â??Itâ??s beautiful up here.â? I said while breathing in the air. Yea, especially at night. Since we were alone I was dying to ask him what the first note meant. â??Umâ?¦ Michael do you remember the first note you gave me this morning.â? â??Yea.â? he said a little concerned. â??What does it mean?â? He looked away for a moment then looked down. I was so anxious for his response I lifted his chin and asked him again. â??What did it mean?â? He spoke in a low tone almost in a whisper and said, â??I can give you the love you deserve.â? I reached over and held his hand while we sat in silence for the rest of the ride. PART 2 WRITING BY: KRISTINA GASTON
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