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Session 12 Resumed
In hindsight, I never should have driven away that day. If I had followed my heart instead of my mind, then chances are I wouldve never suffered the way I did. I spent subsequent days and nights sending email after email filled with the words, I love you, and Im sorry, but despite my earnest attempts to reconcile our relationship a response never came; then compelled to wonder how she could so easily ignore me after confessing her love, I ultimately came to the conclusion that she did not care for me as shed said and my hurt turned to anger. Fueled by rage, the subject of my emails became condemning in nature, accusing her of using me in any and every way that I could fathom, and to my surprise she responded, defending herself, and offering accusations of her own. We went back and forth that way about once every other week for the next month and a half, and when my venting was complete we had somehow become tentative friends. As long as I emailed nothing more than, Hi or How ya doin, shed respond in kind, but if I ever tried to have an actual conversation Itd be like shed suddenly fallen off the grid. Though amusing at first, being ignored eventually began hurting to the point that I believed facing my weakness would help me overcome it; thus, I began going out of my way to see her whether it was at work or home. It was as simple as that at first, but as soon as I noticed her warming up to me a little more with every encounter I started doing and saying things in an effort to make her jealous. I admit, it was a feeble attempt to win back her affection, but upon realizing that my ploy wasnt going to provide the desired results I began to accept the fact Id lost her by embracing an element Id long tried to deny. The honest to God truth was that Mia had loved me just as much as I loved her, evident in her confessions to never feeling that way about anyone before, felt every time that she held my face to kiss me and confirmed the night she finally said the words, I love you; therefore I wondered, if the love was so strong between us, why had we not made our relationship official. I recalled us both having reservations about doing so, her because she had broken up with someone to be with her then current girlfriend, expecting the grass to be greener and finding out that it was not, and I due to the fact that every woman id been with in the past had changed soon after I got involved with them; so, even though our feelings for one another were continually growing stronger with each meeting, the fact that neither of us wanted to ruin what we had kept us from embracing the idea. Memory then jumped to when I couldnt stand being without her any longer, the moment I foolishly decided to speak on getting back with my wife in an effort to make her mine and the effect that those words had upon her, and then I recalled the last thing she said to me after finding out that I had been lying to her since day one. I was the one person that you could have been honest with, she said, and as those words echoed in my head, the sound of her voice replaying in my ear, I finally realized that I had broken her heart. Knowing though personal experience, as well as my studies, how hard it was to get back in the good graces of an actual mate when such a transgression was committed, I didnt think I had a chance where Mia was concerned. Therefore, I accepted what was and put together what was to be my final correspondence. I apologized for the pain I'd cause her and said goodbye, making sure to include that I was only doing so to keep from causing her any more grief, and once the message was sent I deleted all means of contacting her from my phone and computer

In the days that followed I thought about her endlessly, hoping that shed see my walking away as being noble and give me another chance, but when a week had finally passed with no reprieve I threw all hopes of having her in my life to the wind and went about the task of moving on with my life; nevertheless, memories of her, endearing rather than sad, never left my mind, he sighed, and then Carrie took the helm. You still love her dont you? she asked with a tilt of her head. I do, he said with pursed lips. And how long has it been since the two of you broke up? she asked curiously. Nearly two years, he answered, bringing a smile to her face as she uttered the word, Wow . . . A self-proclaimed fool for love, the degree of affection that Daryl spoke of was one which she had always dreamed of but never had the pleasure of experiencing; it seemed everlasting, as if scripted for a movie, and for that reason she couldnt help but wonder if there was the possibility of a happy ending. Would you take her back if she ever reached out to you again? I have to honestly say that, would depend on my current romantic situation, he smiled, If I were alone, then without a doubt would be my answer, but if I were in a relationship it would depend on the person I am with; If I had doubts about them, yes, but if they were someone that satisfied me as she did my answer would undoubtedly be, no. And your wife? she posed. Shes no longer my concern, he answered nonchalantly, baiting her to follow. Why not, she asked, and when he told her that they had been divorced for several months her brain went on a fritz as she struggled to find the words to sensitively ask why the split had occurred. Well, he began, shifting positions in his chair, while I was grieving over Mia I made the mistake of bedding one of my wifes first cousins; It was as much an act of vengeance toward her as it was a mindless attempt at reliving my experiences with Mia, and when all was said and done between us she turned up pregnant. She pinned it on her then current boyfriend, but still she came to me in private talking of the possibility that the baby was mine. Because I had worn a condom 99.9 percent of the times that we were together I was confident that I was not; nevertheless, I told her that I would be there for her if it was, and once the little 8lb. 5oz boy was born everything went to hell. The presumed father, guided by his mother, objected to the likelihood of him being the dad because the baby did not resemble their side of the family, a paternity test proved that to be true, and then, under pressure from her parents to name the babys dad the dummy called my name. My wife left to stay with her sister once that got out, and I began getting threats both physically, for what Id done, and financially, pertaining to what I was going to have to do upon receiving the results of my paternity test, but when all was said and done, no ass cuttins taken and none handed out, I was found not to be the father, and very soon afterward I was also divorced. Ahh . . ., Carrie uttered. Your average, self-absorbed, person would have questioned Dr. Marcellus sensibilities after that, but that wasnt her. She had made it a practice to put herself in the shoes of others before passing judgment, and in walking Daryls mile she viewed his actions as a testament to how truly

downtrodden he was after losing Mia; it made her want to Aww, rather than look down upon him in any way, and that being the case she moved forward with what interested her at the moment. So youre single now? she asked. Yes I am, he said proudly, and her entire mindset began to shift. Instead of just wanting to have sex with him, the belief that he was married never holding any ground where that intent was concerned, she started to wonder, since she was dead- set on getting a divorce, if there was a possibility that she could have him in her life permanently. You seem pretty happy about that, she teased. I was, but that was only until I met that possible soul mate I promised to tell you about, he smirked, and then Carrie began to smile nervously. Up to that point, enthralled by his stories, shed forgotten all about that promise, but with its remembrance returned all of the feelings she had at the time when it was made; nevertheless, new to her psyche was doubt where there was none before. Previously, shed assumed that the woman Daryl hinted about was herself, but after listening to all of his thoughts and feelings regarding his lady love she wasnt so sure that she measured up to the high expectations put in place by Mia. Oh okay, she responded, somewhat hesitantly. Is something wrong? Dr. Marcellus asked. No, you may proceed, she said regally in an attempt to hide her anxiety, and as indicated by the response, Great, because Ive been dying to get this off my chest, Daryl was more than eager to continue. ###

All of the die-hard readers out there have seen this, *, before and understand its meaning, but for those of you who dont, this star-shaped figure is primarily used to indicate an omission or footnote that can generally be found at the bottom of that same page, or in this case at the end of the story; just look for the second * to find out what the first was all about. *The true story of Daryl and Mia does not end with a goodbye email; his lady friend reconnected with him a few days after that, basically said hello and nothing else, so he took it as her way of wanting to remain friends. They communicated on her terms after that as they both moved on with their lives, but all the while, though he neglected to ever bring it up, there was always a feeling down deep in his soul that what they had was meant to be. It wasnt until I started writing this, picking his brain for details, that he realized how strong his feeling for her still were; it messed him up pretty bad, bringing a halt to our collaborations and causing my most recently missed deadline, but as you can see here weve worked through the dilemma, and heres a little something extra to titillate your brains. His Mia has read each of the volumes, commenting on every one, and within each is evidence that she knows Im writing about their situation. I passed that knowledge on to him, and as he requested, this is the message that he wanted me to leave for her, assuming that she reads this far. T.W., wants me to tell you, G.G., two things; one, he still loves you, and two; hes dying to talk to you about what, if there is anything, he can do to bring you back into his life. (Cross your fingers and toes kiddos and maybe Ill be able to report some good news in the next issue.) Now to business. This chapter is the shortest yet, but please dont fret Next month, December 1st to be exact, is the official publish date for the final installment of this series; Daryl will finally tell Carrie the things hes long been holding back, she in turn will tell him some things that rival his own confession, and when its all out in the open there will be fireworks!!! Oh what a happy day that will be for me; finding time to write is a nightmare when youre juggling work and the numerous other distractions in the world, and thats why Im trying to make a career out of this. Everything that Ive offered up to this point has been free so you, the reader, would have ample opportunity to familiarize yourselves with my writing style, but the next issue, in the form of the entire short story, will have a price tag of 1.99, so hopefully you guys enjoyed the storyline enough to stay with me. If not, then this is the perfect time to say, Thanks, for following me thus far, and hopefully one of my future titles will bring you into the fold . . . On a final note, if you have interacted with me up to this point or rated any of my books, the final book will be free to you; just contact me via any of the mediums listed once it has been published, so I can give you the coupon code. Connect with Me Online: Twitter: https://twitter.com/JoshuaSandz Blog: http://www.sandzoftyme.blogspot.com/ Facebook: http://www.facebook.com/johua.sandz Smashwords: https://www.smashwords.com/profile/view/JoshuaSandz