want to see it.” Susan said.
“Well check with Tom’s schedule and let me know.”
“My schedule is wide open and I would really love to see the place.”
“Really,” asked Liz with a surprised look.
“Sure why wouldn’t I.”
“Last time you didn’t seem so interested.”
“Well I’m interested now.” Susan’s iPhone rings and rather than answering it she turns it off. “Look at you.” Liz said.
“What?”
“You remind me of the girl I grew up with.”
“You know I keep thinking about the night of the fire; how close I came to dying. If it wasn’t for that firefighter, I wouldn’t be here with you right now.”
“And I’m so glad that your still here because I know a lot of wonderful things are in store for you.”
Susan pondered at Liz’s choice of words and remembered that was the same thing her father told her in her dream. How bizarre , she thought.
Liz asked, “Did you ever get to thank your hero?”
“No not yet. Unfortunately, he wasn’t there but I did meet his brother. He gave me his number and I should call him but…,” Susan sounding apprehensive.
“Do it!” Liz said. Come on, the guy saved your life.”
“Yeah, but maybe he doesn’t want to hear from a complete stranger.”
“Please, every man wants to be told that he’s a hero.”
“They do need to hear that every once and a while, don’t they?” Susan asked.
“Hey the same way us ladies need to regularly hear and feel that we’re loved.” Liz said.
Something Susan wasn’t feeling lately from Tom and wishing he would be more affectionate towards her regularly.
Distracting Susan from her thoughts, Liz picks up her beer mug and tells Susan, “It’s good to be here with you.”
“It’s good to be here with you too Liz” and picks up her beer mug as well. Cheers!
Chapter 12
The next day Susan is working on her new laptop that was messengered over by the news network computer department. She’s working on catching up on emails that have been sitting in her mailbox and preparing for Monday’s return to the office. Glancing at the salvaged photo of her and her father, she remembers that she never called Nick to thank him.
Nick’s at home cleaning the kitchen when the house phone rings. Rather than answering, he allows the call to go to voice mail. The welcome message recorded by Mike says, “Hello you’ve reached the Gates residence. Don’t be shy. Leave a message, unless you’re a telemarketer.” Beep .
“Hello Nick? It’s Susan Taylor. You saved me from the wretched fire over at Albany Street.”
Feeling guilty because he told Mike he would answer if she called, Nick hesitantly picks up the phone. “Hello?”
“Hello Nick, this is Susan Taylor from the fire at Albany Street.”
“Yes, I remember. How are you?”
“Outstanding, thanks to you and that’s why I’m calling. I wanted to express how grateful I am for being there and saving my life.”
“There’s no need to Miss Taylor, it’s what I’m trained for.”
“Please call me Susan and I really feel awkward doing this over the phone. Can I thank you in person?”
Feeling awkward because she’s engaged, Nick asks, “Can you assure me that no jealous fiancés won’t beat me to a pulp?”
Making Susan laugh, she responded, “I can assure you that mine won’t.”
Enjoying her witty response, Nick asked, “I feel secure already. Where did you have in mind?”
***
Susan invited Nick to O’Malley’s and ordered 2 beers. She purposely sat at a table facing the front entrance so she could be on the lookout for Nick. Unfortunately she started focusing her attention to a volleyball game on one of the hanging TV’s and as she took a sip of her beer, Nick had entered from the side entrance and startled Susan by saying “Big volleyball fan?”
Spilling some
Aziz Ansari, Eric Klinenberg