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away.

“I’m sorry ma’am, I just had to steal a kiss from you.” I didn’t mind. I didn’t
mind at all but I found myself frozen with all kinds of thoughts. What about
his wife or former wife? What about the town, I didn’t want John face the wrath
of others who wouldn’t agree. There was so much to be discussed but it wasn’t
the time nor place.

I let John take one more kiss from me after we stood from our seats to say
goodbye. He was passionate, soft, his lips like cherries brushing against my
own on a hot summers day. He was like a drop of alcohol, that craving to give
yourself over and drink the whole bottle until it fills you with warmth but I
knew better than to do that and I knew better than to give myself a way to any
man even if it was John.
    Still… I think I love him. That first
kiss just set off these feelings that I still can’t stop. As I write this down
I’m sat on my bed with one hand on my heart just trying to make sense of it
all. I can feel the blood in my body rushing in all kinds of directions and my
heart just keeps pounding harder and harder. I don’t know what I am to do if
this continues.
    Oh John, please be kind. I really wish
for this to work; for both our sakes.
    March 14 th 1982
    John didn’t show up for a few days. I
thought I may have misplaced my feelings but then when I turned around to serve
my tenth cheese burger and fries of the day I was welcomed with that handsome
face and those gorgeous eyes.

“I’ll have whatever the lady recommends.” He spoke out like a true gentleman so
I just placed that other guy’s order at his front and began to chat away to my
man.
    I explained all my fears and why I’d
been so distant on our date. John had a lot to say – too much. I couldn’t get
the entire story between serving milkshakes and washing dishes but it goes a
little something like this…

John married into a wealthy family but felt trapped when his wife’s dad forced
him to work at his company. John saw his only escape as serving in the army or
marines or something like that. He left everything behind and went to serve our
country which gave the man a lot of backbone. He came back a proud man who
wasn’t afraid to get a divorce despite the south and all its old ways. John was
just trying to do what made him happy but that blonde ex of his wouldn’t have
that. She was out to put an end to him unless he came back to her but she failed
at every attempt. Now her latest trick was to go around the town acting like
absolutely nothing happened between the two of them. She told everyone how
great he was to her, claimed he was her man and all kinds of lies. I felt
terribly confused by it all but John really made me believe. I knew he wouldn’t
lie to me.
    It was at that point that she came
walking into the diner. She stomped on over and interrupted our conversation -
“What do you think you’re doing here with this black girl. You should be at home
John.” I had to bite my tongue as I listened to that woman insult me. I was
used to that kind of treatment from some but every time she pulled on his
jacket and tried to force him out of his seat I just wanted to jump over that
counter and beat her with a ketchup bottle.
    Everyone in the diner looked as if they
were about to step-in but there was also this look of worry on everyone’s face.
This woman was known, really known and she was not the nicest of people or the
most forgiving. She seemed to know everyone who was anyone and I don’t think
there was one soul brave enough to do a thing despite her being to become
hysterical and violent towards John.
    I have no idea what came over me. I just
ran over to the milkshake machine and poured a giant cup of strawberry, turned
around and flung it at that witches face. You could hear the gasp throughout
the diner, I looked to Miss Cathy who I was sure was about to fire me on the
spot.
    “How dare you, I will report this and
have your black ass behind bars in moments.” I didn’t