"You're too clinical, Alvin," he had lectured. "You need to be able to bond with the patient."
Alvin had been confused. He thought it was more important to save their lives than to get along with them. He knew how easy it was to lose someone due to a small error.
And how he missed his Aunties and Wyatt. He must be suffering from some sort of post-traumatic stress syndrome from moving back home. He woke up in a cold sweat four to five times a night with the feeling that someone else was in the room. And sometimes he swore he'd see one of his Aunts or Wyatt wander down the hall.
"This is stupid!" she berated herself. "You're standing outside his door like some love-sick puppy!" Taking a steadying breath to calm herself down, she headed back home... to Adam's house.
Alvin pulled up in the driveway about 15 minutes later with no idea that Michelle had even been there. Running in, he grabbed the phone that was ringing, "Hello?" he asked.
"Hey Alvin! I was wondering if you wanted to check out this little hot spot with me!" Jansen asked.
Alvin glanced at his watch. "Well, okay. But I don't want to stay out late."
"Great. Meet you there in fifteen minutes!"
Alvin went out to the car to meet Jansen... who never showed up...
"I'm sorry... Alvin? Is that you?" a female voice asked from across the bar.
Alvin's head jerked up and he started at the face, not recognizing her. "Yes. I'm sorry, it's been awhile... do I know you?"
Alvin was shocked. Wow, Sonja had grown up beautiful! "I'm doing very well. Wow! I'm surprised to see you!"
"I've always wondered how you were doing. You kind of dropped off the face of the planet that night after your Uncle died..." she said, glancing down at the floor. "I always felt bad that maybe I hadn't helped you as much as you needed..."
Alvin swallowed. "I just decided to go straight to college and get out of town. It was difficult..." he said, trying to find the right words.
Tucking her hair behind her ear, she motioned to a table. "Would you like to have dinner with me?" she asked. "I mean, that is if you haven't eaten!"
Alvin hesitated for a moment, but then grinned and said, "I'd love to!"
They sat and talked for hours as if they were the only two people in the world. It was surprising to see this new side of Sonja. She'd really grown up. She told him how she was working at a local business office and being groomed to take over the company once the CEO retired. "My passion is food though. I love to cook!" she'd exclaimed. "Have you seen that show Henry Carter does? Well, I bet I could make a cooking show 10 times better than his!"
Blushing, Sonja looked down. "I just have big dreams, that's all."
Alvin reached across and squeezed her hand. "I know all about big dreams. I think that's wonderful."
Soon enough, reality came crashing in when the waiter asked for the third time if there was anything else they needed.
Alvin folded his napkin and placed it on the table. Smiling, he told Sonja, "I've been called obtuse at times, but even I caught that hint." Glancing across the table, he offered, "Would you like to come back to my place? I don't think I'm ready for tonight to end..."
Sonja smiled. "I'd love to!"
"Actually. It was the other one."
Sonja looked doubtfully over at the other couch. "Are you sure? I could've sworn that it was this one."
Alvin grinned at her. "Believe me. A boy does not forget the things that THAT couch saw."
Sonja got a devilish look in her eye. "Well. Maybe we should christen this couch, as well!"
Alvin glanced back at Sonja and then back at Michelle.
Michelle frowned. "Oh. I'm sorry. I didn't realize you had company. I shouldn't have interrupted. It wasn't anything important anways..."
Alvin reached out to grab her hand as she turned away. "Are you sure Michelle? You looked upset. What's wrong?"
Michelle snatched her hand away and pretended to laugh. "Oh no. It's nothing. I was just being silly. I just... I just had a bad dream... I'm okay now." Then waving to Alvin and Michelle, she said, "It was nice seeing you again Sonja. I'll just be going now. Ooomph." Michelle had backed into the doorframe. Feeling like a total dunce, she turned around and ran down the walkway back to Adam's. Stupid, stupid, stupid! she chastised herself. Oh all the stupid, idiotic. imbecile things she could've done! Of course he hadn't waited all those years for her to get through college.
Alvin watched Michelle run back home and felt.. odd... He still cared about her. He'd never told Jansen, but he had a 3 bolt attraction with her, too. And like Jansen had said, it's hard to fight a 3 bolts.
But, he'd also felt like a new man with Sonja. He felt like he had another purpose.