Dreama’s Diary–January 10
Ana’s doctor appointment neared, but Stefan hadn’t come in during the last few days. I wanted so badly for him to take us. It would be a chance to see him away from work and to see the real me. He was a friend worth having. I also fantasized a little about what it would be like to sit in his Mustang. He kept it so clean. I got goosebumps thinking about being alone with him. I’d probably stutter and not look at him the whole time. That is where fantasy and reality differ.
But he hadn’t come in. Maybe he forgot. Maybe he got busy. I’ve tried to get over it. My car was fixed anyway.
But then he came in a few days later. He set aside his brown jacket and came over to talk to me. He seemed in a good mood, as usual.
“Did you make the appointment?”
“I…uh…took her yesterday.”
He looked crushed. So was I.
“Maybe next time. My car is old and will probably break down again soon.”
He smiled. I loved the way his face lit up. I wanted him as at least a friend in my life. No, I corrected myself…only as a friend.