Her Lost Love

The week has quickly passed, and Jon needs to fulfill his word to Charlie. "You will be picking me up later, right?" He looked at his dad with bright eyes, expecting a positive answer. The boy always wanted to spend time with his dad, since they barely spend time together due to Jon's busy schedule. "I will." He said. "I am going to pick you up and we'll have a great dinner at Viu de Monché," he made a deal with him by doing a pinkie swear. He then kissed his son's forehead and waved goodbye.

Maurice drove Charlie to school early in the morning, as he usually does. As the family driver, he usually also picks him up in the afternoon and takes him home. Maurice is a very nice man. His calm face wrinkles when he smiles, and Charlie sees him like a second father.

As Jon went to the master's and prepared for work, he couldn't keep himself from remembering the woman he saw on Monday. He was a bit sure it was her, but he needs to confirm for himself. He was unable to let go of the thought the entire morning.

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Just like any other Fridays, Catherine was rushing to school in the morning. She took the public bus for the nth time, though she was never satisfied with the service. She would either have complaints about the driver, or the route, or the other passengers. But then she always tells herself, "It is much better than walking." Cathy, as most people call her, has never bought a car of her own. At thirty-two, she was able to buy her mom a red Honda sedan, and her dad, a black Toyota truck. She is a hardworking lady, as everyone who knows her would say.

"Good morning!" She greeted the kids with the same lovely smile. "Happy Friday!" she added with excitement. Her hair isn't tied up in a bun today, but she still looks effortlessly neat and pretty with a beige headband that matches her top. She wears a light beige turtleneck top, which happens to have long sleeves, paired it with dark blue jeans. The kids were excited too. She always reads books out loud to them and they love it. Cathy is very good at playing with the toys in the room to make each story telling activity fun, and interactive. "And they both lived happily ever after," she closed the book. The kids were all smiling at that certain time, as if their dreams have come true. "Now," she paused, "I will be seeing you all on Monday." she added. "See you on Monday." The kids said in unison. "Off you go," she waves goodbye to each child as they go out the room one by one, as they were all being picked up by parents and drivers.

The last kid goes out, she noticed a cerulean blue coloured jug, with a name on it. "Charleston Dale Albertson". She ran outside and shouted his name, hoping that the kid or the driver will hear. "Charlie! You left this, honey!" Charlie went back running to her, and the man who is holding his hand turned. Everything has seemed to stop. It was Jon, wearing a white and blue striped sweater, and grey trousers. Jon started walking towards her, and everything seemed to be moving at a very slow pace. It was the most awkward moment of their lives, and as Charlie grabs the jug from her hand, she did not make a move and continued to stare at Jon. The two were staring at each other as if it was love at first sight, and for a short while, they remembered how it all happened, how they met, and how it came to this day. Right here, right now.