“Meet me in St. Louis!” he called over his shoulder, as he walked down the ramp to the plane. It was a joke between us, using old musicals to taunt each other. He knew full well I wouldn’t meet him anywhere. We had just had a short meeting – albeit affair, in my uncle’s cabin in the mountains. It was a onetime meet, a short moment of love, a dream finally fulfilled.
We met through the Internet at a time I was searching for a reason to be looking forward to anything besides my health problems. I happened upon his site and loved his wit and humor. I needed that outlet, and of course I now admit, I needed him.
We grew close, revealing private thoughts only shared between the two of us. We made up fantasies we knew would never come to life, never actually meeting. And then it happened. A business trip to the US near where I lived and the plans began. It was never to be actualized, but then it was. Waiting at the airport, driving to the cabin, all a dream that turned into reality.
It was short but wonderful, and when we virtually resume our affair, we will have vivid memories to enjoy.
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