A Note
We ordered our breakfast and, after a few more minutes, the hostess walked up to our table and slipped me a little not. "That guy just came back in and told me to give this to you. He saw you sitting with Chris and didn't want to be rude and interrupt," she told me.My heart skipped a beat. I unfolded the little note. Matthew had written his name and phone number and the message: Be back in two weeks. Would be great to hear from you!
I wask shaking. I can't explain it, but I felt like I was dreaming. My mind was racing with thoughts of how completely serendipitous this encounter was, but how completely awful it felt to be entertaining thoughts of another relationship so soon after my last one ended.
One of the waitresses at the restaurant, a good friend and mother-type figure to me, stopped by our table and read the note. She had seen the whole thing unfold, and the way Matthew had come back in and stared back at me as I chatted obliviously with my friend. With a knowing look om her face, she said "Jenni, it's a god thing."
And she turned out to be very, very right.
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