Sissy3211: Do you fancy her?
Bronco8881: I would if she were forty years younger. She plans to retire next year.
Sissy3211: You're funny. You must have a girlfriend.
Bronco8881: Just you.
She didn't reply for a long time after he said that, and he was afraid he'd scared her away. At length, he decided to see if she was still there, or if something interrupted their service.
Bronco8881: Sissy?
Sissy3211: I like you too, but talking like this, I mean, it's just words.
Bronco8881: You could let me call you.
Maggie closed her eyes. She would give anything to hear his voice again, but if she gave him a phone number, he could probably figure out who she was. Hers was a landline and it wasn't that hard to do a reverse lookup on the internet. Maybe someday she could afford a cellphone.
Sissy3211: Nope, can't do that.
Bronco8881: Why? You're married?
Sissy3211: No, silly. It's not that.
Bronco8881: Then what is it?
Sissy3211: I'm not ready yet. There is something important I have to take care of, and then I'll tell you who I am.
Bronco8881: Promise?
Sissy3211: I promise.
Bronco8881: How long must I wait?
Sissy3211: Not long, maybe a week or two.
Bronco8881: I can live with a week or two. My workload should be lighter by then and I can get away. Where would you like to go?
Sissy3211: Can I get back to you on that?
Bronco8881: Just name the place and I'll meet you there.
Sissy3211: Even if I am miles away from you?
Bronco8881: I have some time off coming. Just say when and where.
Sissy3211: I might do that. Have to go now. It's late again and some of us need more beauty rest than others.
Bronco8881: Good night, Sissy.
---Sissy3211 is offline---