Having played three games in a row, my body told me
to sit the next one out. I chose a cool
spot under the shade of one of the few trees left unoccupied. It was about the time they usually came to
the park. After being stood up for two
Sundays in a row, I wondered if something was wrong. All summer I’d seen them in the park, every Sunday usually after
church they’d been here. I had watched
the lady and her little boy laughing and playing as if no one else in the park
existed. I could clearly see the love
shared between the two of them. It was
something to see how she cared for him when he’d fall or when she tried to
teach him to catch his ball. Seeing
those moments bought back some memories for me that was once too painful to
In these past months, I had looked forward to seeing
them every weekend and now it looked like they were going to disappoint me
again. I had wanted on many occasions
to just go over, introduce myself and join them in their playing. In all the time I’d seen them there, I
hadn’t seen anyone with them, so I didn’t know if there was a husband and
father that completed their picture. I
wanted to know and I had promised myself the next time I saw her, the two of
them, I would do it. I would meet
her. Taking another swig from my
bottle of what used to be ice water, I figured I’d be better off walking over
to the water fountain. As I rose from
my seat on the ball, my eye caught a glimpse of her shiny convertible pulling
into the parking space. A smile slowly
crept across my face and my heart pounded with excitement when I saw them. She stepped out of her car and I watched her
as she walked around to the passenger side.
The little boy was bouncing and full of energy just waiting for the
moment when she opened the door and set him free. As she reached inside to grab their bag with one hand, she
unfastened his seatbelt with the other and the little boy took off running.
“Trey-- Wait--.” She called after him. They were here, the lady and her little boy,
and for some strange reason I felt at ease.
She sat down on the blanket, placed a CD in her boom box and started
reading something. I stood there
watching her with her beautiful caramel colored skin. The burnt orange shorts looked delicious against her long legs
and the shorts fit her full hips perfectly.
The tee shirt she wore molded her ample breasts. She wasn’t small like those anorexic looking
model type girls, she had curves and in all the right places. I kept watching her until I saw her look
up. I was afraid she’d catch me
staring. I didn’t want her to think I
was some kind of pervert, but my God, she was gorgeous.
I leaned down and sipped the water again. Okay I told myself, I said I was going to do
it, so I might as well do it. I was
about to approach her when Trey went crashing into her at top speed. They laughed, got up and walked away
together. I stopped in my tracks and
watched them as she picked something up out of the trunk of her car. Trey took off running again and she called
after him again to stop and this time he fell.
I walked over to help him up and hoped she would come over to us; this
would give me the perfect opportunity to finally introduce myself.
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It was hot
as Hades out here, but I had promised Trey if he were a good little boy in
church today, we’d go to the park. With
a four year old, a promise is a promise even if it is ninety degrees
outside. The shade helped a lot;
thankfully it wasn’t as humid as it had been in the preceding weekends. I popped the new Janet Jackson CD into the
player and opened the file I had brought home from the office. I pulled the Ray bans back down and took
inventory, trying to make sure I had everything. “Damn.” I cursed under my breath; I had forgotten the
cooler. The car looked at least a
thousand miles away but I got up anyway.
On my way back with the cooler, I could see that the
basketball courts were filled to capacity with men playing. There were some spectators, mostly women on
the side watching. I can’t be
bothered. I am going to stick to my new
philosophy; I ain’t got time for no man right now. I am going to get myself together and when I’m ready to call the
shots, I will make a move. All I want
to do now is concentrate on my job, get that promotion I’ve been busting my ass
for and spend time with my family.
Everyone and everything else is secondary. I am not going to let another average Joe come in and mess up my
plans. I ain’t got time to be falling
in love or