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Second Chance Love

Let Me explain
Dedicated to Ron

Submitted by Anonymous

As tears streamed down her face Rachel slammed the hastily packed suitcase into the trunk of her car. She had been sure that Dominic had been her "one and only". She had thought theirs had been the perfect love. The message on her machine had been cold and distant. As she backed out of the driveway, she had second thoughts about the impending trip to Hawaii. She and Dom had planned this special getaway, saving for months. There was no way she was going to let this trip go to waste. Hawaii would help her heal. She intended to sip umbrella drinks until she did not care about the message that kept echoing in her head.

"Maybe we should rethink this thing". She had stared at the machine—thinking "HOW COULD HE?" She then went upstairs and blindly began throwing things into a suitcase. He had been working a lot lately. He must have seen this coming—She on the other hand had been totally sideswiped.

Seven hours on a plane helped her calm down, and by the time they landed she was numb. At the hotel, she fell into bed and cried herself to sleep.

She awoke, feeling disoriented. After realizing where she was, and recalling the prior days' events-she threw on shorts and a halter and slipped her feet into some sandals. As she headed for the concierge, she planned to purchase a cheesy romance novel and immerse herself in the guilty pleasure of reading about someone else's bad luck— except their life would work out by page 267. As she rounded the corner, she heard a familiar voice. Spinning around, the hall was empty. Just her imagination—Dominic was not there.

As she stretched out by the pool, she could not get involved in the juicy story line-her own sadness kept creeping to the forefront of her thoughts. "RACHEL"—she heard a frantic voice call. She thought, "The sun must be getting to me". "RACHEL!" she heard—and this time sat bolt upright in the lounge chair-causing it to pitch her forward. As she stood up, dusting her knees off, she was gripped by a pair of familiar arms and looked directly into the distraught eyes she knew so well. What are you doing??? Dominic demanded. I went to your house, and it looked like you'd had a burglar. When I noticed the missing ticket- I came here hoping you were all right.

Her eyes strayed to the neck chain he always wore. At the lowest point was a diamond ring. "I was trying to prepare you on the phone" he said. "I wanted to ask you to marry me on this trip." As she hung her head in relief and shame—he bent down on one knee "Will you?" he asked, holding the ring with the chain still looped through. "Of course!!" she cried, realizing how stupid she had been to throw away three years without offering him the chance to explain. Of course I will!!


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