Thread: Hugs And Killers (McD & darkangel76)

Cecilee brushed past Leah who gave her a weak smile. Something about her seemed off and she couldn't quite shake it. Pushing it aside, she refused to let it ruin her moment. After all, she'd just given the most heartfelt performance of her life, the most meaningful, the most... Oh there were no words for it! The entire time she'd played it was as if H.A.J. had been right there with her, his arms somehow around her body, holding her close, helping her turn pages, encouraging her each step of the way. God, how she hoped he'd been there to hear her, that he'd managed to listen to her play...and on yet another marvelous gift! Tears pricked Cecilee's eyes causing her blue eyes to sparkle as she reached for a tissue tucked away in her one coat pocket so that she could dab at her eyes beneath her glasses. They were tears of joy, of happiness. This H.A.J. was a man of wonder and delight and so much more. He'd already changed her life so drastically, in ways no one could ever understand, in ways she hadn't even come close to imagining anyone could. Smiling to herself, Cecilee quickly made her way outside the recital hall. The crip air was a stark contrast to the warm air inside, the hall still filled with people as they waited for others to perform. But she couldn't wait around. Her mind was swirling, racing with thoughts of H.A.J. As she waited outside, her body starting to shiver as the cold began to set in, a driver pulled up and rolled down the window. She could faintly make out a silhouette of someone driving the vehicle, her heart racing at the prospect that this could possibly be her ride. Just then, the door opened and the driver got out. Cecilee? the driver inquired. She merely nodded, her breath taken away. Yes, Cecilee confirmed. If you'll come with me please. The driver gestured that Cecilee enter the car by opening her door and extending a hand. I'm to take you to your destination to meet Mr. Johnson. Cecilee's heart skipped a beat. J was for Johnson...H.A. Johnson. She felt closer already. She smiled and nodded, immediately getting into the car. The drive like hours though it wasn't overly long. When it finally came to a stop, she peered out her window and gasped when she saw where she wasa fancier restaurant and it looked like no one else was there. Blushing, Cecilee got out of the car and walked into the restaurant' Mamihlapinatapei'and glanced about trying to find her Mr. Johnson. Oh, where was he? And then she finally saw him and he was more than she'd imagined. So much more. She saw the rose at her seat and her face flushed, a sweeping heat crossing her cheeks, her chest. Mr. Johnson? Cecilee asked shyly as she approached the table, her hands shaking as the butteflies in her tummy buzzed to and fro. I...I hope you weren't waiting long and... Her voice trailed a moment and she stepped closer to the table. I hope you were able to enjoy the concert, Her voice was soft, her smile warm as she looked to her H.A.J, her Mr. Johnson, for approval. She glanced about the place, her smile broadening. This place is wonderful. You...you look... Her cheeks reddened deeper. Wonderful. She bit down on her lower lip feeling terribly nervous and hoping she was making a good first impression.