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The Lady I Spend Lunch With

Story ID:2147
Written by:Michael Timothy Smith (bio, link, contact, other stories)
Story type:Story
Writers Conference:$100 Best Inspirational Post Contest
Location:Fort Lee New Jersey USA
Person:My Wife
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The Lady I Spend Lunch With

Do you have love in your life? I do!
The Lady I Spend Lunch With

"Kathy?" the moderator of the conference call asked. "Do
you have anything to add?"

"I'm fine." she replied.

"Andrea?" Deb asked.

"Good here."


"Nope! I'm good."




"I'm fine. Good call, everyone." I replied. "I'll send
the spread sheet out tomorrow. We'll talk on Thursday.
Hopefully I'll have answers to our problems by then, Deb."

I hung up. "Glad that's over." I said to myself. I
looked at the clock- 11:55 A.M. The call ended just in
time for me to meet my lady for our noontime walk.

I meet her outside the main entrance to my building,
where she waits for me every day. "Hi!" I smile.

"Hey! How's your morning going?" she asked. The sound
of her voice made my heart skip a beat.

"Pretty good. I just got through my conference call
in time. I thought I was going to miss you." I said as we
rounded the corner of the building, crossed the parking
lot, and approached the wooded area in the back. My voice
dropped to a whisper, "I wonder if the deer will be around

"I hope they are." she said. "I know how much you love

She allowed me to guide her along the edge of the woods.
I peered intently through the tangle of branches and hoped
to see my big furry friends. "I don't see them." I told her.

"I'm sorry."

"It's OK. Maybe they found better feeding somewhere
else today." We followed the path between the trees and
the humming transformer that is protected by a wire fence.
The humming faded away, as we turned the corner, and headed
for the side street we liked to follow on our lunch breaks.
The road is bordered by office buildings on one side and
chestnut trees or fields on the other.

We reached the grassy strip between the chestnut
trees and the road. I stopped. A young doe fed on the grass,
not more than twenty feet away. "There she is." I whispered.

"What?" she asked.

"A young doe." I described it to her. "She's beautiful.
She's eating the grass."


"Yeah! She looked up at the sound of my voice and then
continued feeding. I bet there are more around. There's usually
more than one." The deer grew nervous, as I continued to describe
it to my friend. The doe wandered into the brush. I guided my
friend to where the deer disappeared and peered into the woods.
"There's more." I said with a hint of excitement in my voice.

"Wow! I wish I could see them too." She sighed, "I guess
I should just be thankful to spend time with you."

"AW! Thank you, Sweetie."

I continued to walk, as I described the scenery around me.
"I think they better cut the grass in the field. It's beginning
to look like a meadow." We left the field behind us, came to
a bike trail, and strolled along it. I felt an urge to hold my
friend's hand, but I couldn't.

We passed a senior citizen complex, rounded a corner and
followed the trail along a strip of trees between two soccer
fields - my favorite part of our walk. I always see a lot of
birds along this strip - some I've never seen before.

I lowered my voice. "I hope I see some birds today. I
didn't see many yesterday."

"I hope so too." Her voice was a soft whisper in my ear.

"Hold on! I think I see something."

"What is it?"

"I'm not too sure. I've never seen one like this before."
I inched us closer.

"It has a tuft on its head. The back is brownish color,
then fades to a grey near the tail. It has a black mask
across its eyes. The tips of its wings have red and there's a
red spot at the base of its tail. The tip of the tail and
the sides of its breast are yellowish. The breast is cream
color. It's so pretty."

"Wow! I wish I could see it too. Do you know what it is?"


"What is it?"

"A bird."

"Michael! Stop teasing me!" she scolded.

"Sorry!" I chuckled. "I'm not sure. I'll have to look
it up in my bird book when I get home."

We reached the end of the trail, turned and headed
back the way we came. "I love spending my lunch with you."
I said.

"I enjoy it too."

"I'm glad. It would be boring without you to share
it with." I got that I-want-to-hold-her-hand feeling
again. "It's so pleasant being with you."

"Thank you, Hun."

We reached the door to my building. "I have to go in
now, Sweetie. Thanks for sharing your lunch hour with me."

"No! I thank you." She replied.

"I love you, Sweetie!" The words came natural to me.

"I love you too!" She said the words that always melt
my heart.

"I love you more! It's my day."

"Yes it is. I Love you too. Call me when you're on
your way home."

"I will, Sweetie. Bye!"


I close my cell phone. "I love my wife." I said to
myself. "I can't wait to get home and hold her in
my arms."

Michael T. Smith

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