Premonition

Chris had a premonition he would fall in love again soon. It was not much of a premonition, for Chris had spent most of his life in and out of love. It was like predicting it would rain again some day.

Chris walked to his local bar on a chill Sunday night in mid January to watch his favorite TV show, “Desperate Housewives”, with acquaintances at the bar. After the show, Chris met Lucretia and Christiana, two women in their thirties and from out of town. Chris took a shine to them both and when they suggested going to some night clubs where there was music, he decided to tag along with them. Another man they met at the bar, Mitchel, who would only say he was from Texas, but not what part, went along too.

Chris danced with Lucretia. He liked her straw colored and textured hair cut to just over her shoulders except for the bangs which were a little too long for her forehead. She was easy to talk to and he felt she genuinely liked him when she smiled.

Mitchel had lots of whip out cash. He gave the band a $600 gratuity and offered to buy drinks more than once for all of the people in the crowded bars where they went. Mitchel left them after the bars closed early Monday morning, for neither Chris, Lucretia, nor Christiana would go to his hotel room with him.

Chris, Lucretia, and Christiana ate breakfast at the only restaurant open early on a Monday morning. Chris stayed with them as they waited for a cab outside the restaurant after breakfast. Chris and Lucretia hugged and kissed each other on the cheek when the cab pulled up to the curb to take her back to her hotel. Then Lucretia and Christiana were gone.

Chris felt sorry to see Lucretia go, but he reminded himself she was married with two young sons and a husband back in Kansas City.

Chris had a premonition on the walk home. It felt like the frigid winter air blowing hard from the north.