to attend anything else any time soon. His stomach growled loudly, a reminder that he last ate almost seven hours ago. He looked around and saw a café across the street. He hurried across the street and decided to grab a quick sandwich before heading home. He paid for his food and started walking towards the tables looking for an empty one when he bumped into a woman carrying a bottle of water.
“Oh I’m so sorry!” she exclaimed as she bent down to pick up the bottle she had dropped on the floor.
“No, no, it’s my fault. I wasn’t watching where I was going.” He apologized as he too knelt down to grab the same bottle. Their fingers grazed as they both grabbed the bottle at the same time.
With neither one letting go, they both got up at the same time, hands still wrapped around the bottle. Violet smiled at the silly sight and laughed lightly. “Thank you for your help, Doctor.”
As Jeremy released his grip, he looked at her and realized she was the woman he had just been thinking about.“You’re Tanya’s mother,” he said
“Yes, I’m Violet.”
“Ah that’s right, I knew it was something floral.”
“I’m sorry?”
“Nothing, I’m just talking to myself.”
An awkward silence fell between them. Jeremy knew he should just excuse himself and leave, but for some reason he didn’t want her to think he was rude or abrupt, yet he could think of nothing remotely interesting to say. He saw her eyes stray towards exit sign, before she could open her mouth to say she had to go, he said, “Your daughter is an enchanting little girl.”
Violet’s eyes lit up immediately at the praise, “She’s my whole world. She really liked you,” Violet added almost shyly.
“Kids usually do, parents not so much.” Jeremy added dryly.
“I like you.” Her face flushed immediately in embarrassment.
Her candid response took Jeremy by surprise, he was forever being told by his nurses his manner with parents was too brisk and they didn’t feel they could approach him or be friendly with him. He realized he was pleased that she didn’t dislike him.
“I should let you get back to her, I’ve kept you occupied long enough,” he said, not wishing to embarrass her any further.
“Oh it’s no trouble, I was just about to head home.”
“Me too,” he lied. “Let me drop you off at home.”
“No, no I couldn’t.”
“It’s not a problem at all, Ms. Lewis, please, it’s the least I can do for being so rude earlier.”
“I would hate to keep you from your evening.” She gestured to his suit.
He held out the sandwich he had just bought, “My evening is done. I was going to eat on my way home.”
“Are you sure it won’t be a bother?”
“It won’t be a bother at all,” he assured her, wondering even as he said the words why he was insisting so much. She would think he was behaving in a very bizarre and unprofessional manner. But somehow he didn’t like the idea of her making her way home by herself so late at night. Which was such a weird feeling to experience he didn’t even bother to try and deconstruct it.
After thinking about it for a few more seconds, Violet finally relented, “If you’re certain it’s no trouble.”
“If you don’t mind walking a few minutes to the car?” he said in response, remembering at that moment that the car was still in the valet parking lot.
“Not at all.”
They headed out and walked the two blocks to the hotel quietly. The attendant brought out his car quickly. The car ride began in silence but they were soon talking comfortably, the darkness surrounding them added an element of intimacy and anonymity. They found out surprising things about each other. By the time Jeremy dropped Violet off at home and headed back to his condo across the city, it was very late. When he had left the party, he had been feeling tired and