It was still raining and he was still fuming over his run in with Kalisha. He couldn’t believe that she was engaged to Professor Warren. Why didn’t the professor mention that when he saw him? Had it slipped his mind? No, that wasn’t likely. Perhaps, they hadn’t made the announcement public as yet. Kalisha was furious when she told him.
He wasn’t jealous but his pride was wounded. Not only had she thrown him over for a much older man but she was going to marry him.
His cell rang and he whipped it out, wondering who it was. He answered when he saw that it was his mother. “Hello, Mother.”
“Hello, Honey. Where are you?”
“I’m on my way home.”
“I was hoping that you would come by and have dinner with me.”
“I’m sorry, Mother but can I take a raincheck?”
“Sure. Brody, what’s wrong? You sound like you’re upset about something.”
“I ran into Kalisha.”
“Oh. I might have known. What happened? Was she upset that you had gone to see Professor Warren?”
“Well, she asked me about it.”
“I wish you hadn’t done it, Brody.”
“Perhaps, I shouldn’t have but at the time, I felt compelled to.”
“So, what happened when you saw Kalisha?”
“You’ll never guess what she told me.”
“Did she tell you about her relationship with Professor Warren?”
“Well, she got defensive about it and then she told me something which totally blew my mind.”
“What did she tell you?”
“She’s engaged to him.”
There was silence.
“Mother, are you still there?”
“Yes, I’m still here.”
“I guess you’re as shocked as I was.”
“Yes, this is shocking news. Are you sure you don’t want to come over so that we can talk more about it?”
“No. I don’t want to talk about Kalisha and Professor Warren anymore. I want to forget the whole sordid business.”
“Good. It’s time that you moved on with your life.”
“I know that it’s hard for you, Mother. I know that you cared very deeply for him.”
“Yes, I did but, like you, I have to move on.”
They spoke for a few minutes more and then he ended the call. He reached his car, closed the umbrella and got in. Instead of going straight, home he stopped at the park and went for a brisk walk sans the umbrella even though it was still drizzling. He needed to blow off some steam.
As soon as he got home, he had a hot shower. He fixed himself something to eat and settled down on the sofa to watch a documentary on PBS starting in about ten minutes. Just as he turned on the television, the doorbell rang. He was tempted to ignore it but he got up and went to answer it. It was Natalia. He opened the door. “Hello,” he said.
“I hope I didn’t come at a bad time.”
“No, you didn’t. I was planning to watch something on PBS.”
“May I come in?”
“Yes.” He stepped aside so that she could enter the foyer. After closing the door, he turned to face her.
“I guess I should have called before coming over but I wasn’t sure you’d want to see me.”
“Why wouldn’t I?”
She stared at him in surprise. “You stormed out of my place the last time you were there, remember?”
“Yes, I remember. I’m sorry. I behaved like a total jerk.”
“And I’m sorry. I should have been more sensitive to what you were going through.”
“It was the first time you and I ever got upset with each other.”
“Yes, it was.”
“I don’t want anything to ruin our friendship.”
“Yes, or anyone, namely Kalisha.”
“Yes. Especially her.”
“I ran into her earlier this evening. She’s engaged.”
“Yes. She and Professor Warren are getting married in December.”
“Oh. Do you want to talk about it?”
“No. I don’t want to talk about it. From now on, I never want to hear about nor speak about those two again.”
“Ok.” She was relieved to hear that.
“Can you stay for a while?”
“What are you going to watch on PBS?”
“Frontline’s investigation of the consequences of America’s withdrawal from Afghanistan.”
“Sounds interesting.” After removing her shoes, she followed him into the living-room where they spent the rest of the evening watching television. They were friends again. They had let bygones be bygones. And his fixation with Kalisha had been laid to rest.