Threshold (mm:first time, 4201 words) | |||
Author: hawkmistress | |||
Added: Apr 01 2003 | Views / Reads: 2804 / 2229 [79%] | Story vote: 9.09 (11 votes) | |
Understanding friends are a gift, and a blind date turns into something special. (please read to the end, feedback greatly appreciated) | |||
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Michael sat in his car looking up at the hotel. It was not the Ritz, but it was not a dive either. Questions whirled in his mind. "Should I go in? Will I be able to go through with this? What do I say if I can't? How much will this change my life if I can?" Chiding himself as being foolish and definitely not a coward, Michael stepped out of his car and closed the door, locking it with a sense of finality and commitment. Taking a deep breath, and trying to moisten his mouth and dry his palms he walked toward the hotel and what could be one of the most pivotal points of his young life.At almost 20 Michael felt he had lived a good life so far. He made a few decisions long ago that felt good to live by. He had committed himself to Christ, following the tenants of the church and taking some of the responsibility for his fellow humans onto his shoulders. He helped out at the Missions, and at the church, and then took things up a notch getting involved first in Cadets and then in the reserves. Now facing heading over seas he was reflecting on what things he had not done in his life. He did not regret being a virgin, at least if something happened to him he would not be leaving behind a grieving wife or kids. But there was one aspect of his life he could not face meeting his maker without at least some answers. Now, looking at himself in the reflective surfaces in the elevator he assessed himself; he looked at how much he had changed in the last few years. The army had changed a skinny boy into a strong young man, his shoulders filled out his sweater and its snug weave outlined the muscles in his chest ...
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