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May 5, 2008
“Dinner.”
A free dinner. A free dinner, not alone in her apartment. If a guy wanted to take her out for an evening, Sheree decided that she’d make conversation, enjoy her meal, then properly scare him away from any romantic interest.
Friday night finally arrived, and Bill drove to Sheree’s home. In another building, Bill would have felt horribly intimidated. He went to meet a blind date, in her Penthouse suite, past the security gate and 2 security check-in’s. Her complex hosted an indoor pool and Jacuzzi, weekly maid service for each room, a full-time chef [not a cook–a chef!], and even room-service. Twice the size of any other room, the Penthouse suite held 2 bedrooms, 3 baths, 2 fireplaces, an expansive outdoor deck, and a master closet larger than Bill’s kitchen. As Bill, amazed, marveled at the splendor of Sheree’s living space, he chuckled to himself.
Sheree lived in a retirement village.
The owner of the complex, a member of her congregation, provided Sheree with free living space.
Both of the ladies who’d mentioned Sheree had already warned Bill: “She’s beautiful.” Sheree had also heard about Bill: “He’s bald.” Sheree watched from her 6th floor window as a bald man, 40 years younger than any tenant in her complex, arrived in the parking lot. The moment Sheree first saw Bill, before he’d even closed the door of his car, she was swept away with emotion. . .
Sheree felt angry. Sheree had entirely determined that she wasn’t going to like Bill–or any would-be suitor–that approached her. She darted to the phone, and quickly called a friend. “He’s here, and he’s bald! And he’s made me so mad!” Sheree blurted. “He makes me want to like him!” she complained.
Bill was bringing her flowers. Only once before had she received flowers–from her Dad.
THE FIRST DATE
Sheree opened the door of her suite, and Bill felt immediately thankful that he was there on a blind date. Knowing his awkwardness with the opposite sex, Bill knew without a doubt–he would have never mustered the courage to ask out anyone so pretty.
Sheree wore a blue vest over a black top and shapely black pants. She greeted Bill with a hug and thanks for the flowers. Bill admired her wide, genuine smile, her abundant freckles, and especially her brilliant green eyes. When Sheree turned to tour him through her home, Bill again admired the shapely black pants.
Bill had refused any details about their date. After a 3 hour conversation, though, Bill knew exactly what Sheree would appreciate. He first took her to dinner at a Japanese Steakhouse–she’d subtly mentioned that it was her favorite. Following dinner, they then visited a local art show. Sheree had mentioned her fondness for art. As they arrived, Sheree thought to herself,
“Wow! He really was listening.” It was a welcome change from her loneliness. For the first time in a long time, someone had stopped his world to notice hers. She liked him slightly more . . . but only a little more.
She had noticed the only piece of jewelry that Bill wore–a simple gold band on his right pinkie finger. She thought she knew its significance, but would soon ask. She wondered if the question would make him uneasy, or if he’d try to avoid the answer. Sheree quietly hoped he would. She still wanted reasons to distrust him.
Horaayy..there are 2 comment(s) for me so far ;)
This is very interesting ,since I am the uncle of Shree. Her mother was my youngest sister.
Bill
I have read all of the The Beauty and the Bill blogs. I love them. So clever and funny just like I remember you. By the way, I know what Sheree saw in you that made you so appealing, because you have always had a genuine sweetness, wicked sense of humor, and a compassionate heart. I am sure that a lot more women than you think had a crush on you.