So happy I met that girl Rose. Without her, I would never have know Andy was outside in the beer garden. It was so good to catch up with him. He still looked as good as ever, with his brown eyes and jet black hair. I heard about his accident a few months after it happened. I wanted to reach out but didn’t have his contact details and presumed, probably correctly that he had more pressing concerns on his mind.
I dated Ed, Andy’s friend for four, maybe five months just before we all went to college and our lives led us down different paths. Ed was athletic, strong, brooding. A true alpha male. I loved his strong arms and rugged good looks. I knew it was never going to last, but wanted a boyfriend to make out with. He never struck me as the type that would resist temptation, but we were all young at the time.
Andy was there much of the time. Whether it was round at Ed’s house or out at a niteclub, they came as a duo back then. She always got well with Andy. He was the more thoughtful type. He even checked to see if she was okay when Ed gave her the heave ho and said that he hoped they would remain friends. It was probably said with the best of intentions but college life stopped that from happening. Perhaps, he would have made better long-term boyfriend material.
I wonder what it would be like to date somebody in a wheelchair? I guess it would depend on the person, but it would surely come with some difficulties. It was not something that I ever thought about before.
Buzz. A text message from Andy.
- Gr8 to c u the other day. Hope we can catch up again soon.
Charlotte felt an unexpected flutter of excitement.
- Yeah definitely. How did the rest of the drinks go down? Any plans for the day?
With that they texted back and forth for the rest of the day.
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