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The Story of Us (Part 7)

Posted Aug 25 2008 6:32pm
Nate's Version:

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(Part 2)

(Part 3)

(Part 4)

(Part 5)

(Part 6)

Tricia's Version:

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(Part 2)

That day with Tricia in VA Beach was wonderful. Just before we arrived back at her house later that afternoon, we made plans to hang out the next day as well...I wasn't sure if it was because her family was out of town and she was bored, if she was actually wanting to spend time with me , but it really didn't matter... It told Tricia I would take her to one of my favorite places in the world if we could drive her parents' jeep again.

That next day, we made the 40 minute drive up to Corolla and spent several hours 4-wheeling on the beach. Of all the places in the world I would want to live, Corolla would be near the top of the list (it is still one of our favorite places to get away for the day).

On the way home, we had one of those, get-to-know-you conversations. I've always been a good listener and observer, and have always been able to gather little pieces of information and figure out the bigger picture about most people (kind of like a profiler you see on the crime shows). I told Tricia that I could probably tell her things about herself that she had not yet told me...she told me to go ahead and try.

She was very surprised at some of the specific details about her personality that I was able to figure out, and I'm pretty sure that my attention to the things she had already shared with me and my ability to seem to know more about her than she thought I did amused and intrigued her (ask her yourself sometime).

I still didn't have the guts to verbally share my feelings for Tricia with her, and, for as much as I could discern about Tricia, I still could not figure out what she was thinking about me or if she was even aware of my love for her. We were having a great time together, and she sincerely seemed to be enjoying my company, but the month of little contact with her in April, followed by these few days had left me very confused...happy, but very confused. I could sense that things were coming to a place where I would either have to open u and share my heart or would have to resign myself to being her very confused friend for the rest of my life.

The next few weeks would tell....

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