As cold as the air in the room, I was freezing, floating in confusion, of what my Dad revealed to me.
My Mom, Stella, and Dad Harry, their fairytale, rom-com, Serendipity, love story is in ruins.
I wrote a letter to My Mom, when I was discharged from the hospital.
Dearest Stella,
I never told you how sorry I was putting you and Dad in a tight situation. I never realized, my coming here meant me finding out You and Dad are seperating.
I always thought you are my role model, always perfect, confident, but you are just an empty, lonely, lost soul.
I will learn to forgive, but I must learn to follow my heart, and maybe by then, I will also accept
that I have a mother as two faced as you.
I am going to China to find Aunt Cecilia, and maybe find the real answers you never told me.
Until then take care of yourself, and My Dad if only as a favour for me, until I get back.
Sincerely,
Angel
I packed my bags and bought a plane ticket online.
As I was dating my stamps in my letter, I got a phonecall from a familiar voice.
Allen, here, Ieft you a few messages, your Mom gave me your number to thank me for helping you, but I was only doing my best to be a good citizen. Uhm, maybe we could get drinks or something, meet me at a bar later. I'll send you the address, text you later. Angel.
The recorded message from my messenger stopped.
I responded to his invitation and I met him in "Nue" an Indie, hip bar in Capitol hills.
Allen texted the address and my Uber took me to, 14th avenue, REO flat in Madison Street.
It is exactly, 7:30 pm, when I saw him at the bar.
Hey, Allen gestured to join him.
I never got to thank you for saving me back there at the park.
You don't need to think of it. I was only glad to get there on time. How's your arm?, his new shirt, folded on his bicep, and he is wearing a hugo boss scent, his smile weary, but I noticed his new haircut, everything about him seemed new, crisp, and a bit looking like he really cleaned up.
Did you notice my card?, he added.
Ah, yes, I did, and you are not shy about it. A little bit creepy, but I gotta hand it to you, you've got style.
So, are we going to get dinner?, I'm famished.
We went to our table and ordered.
I'll have seafood, and Chicken wings, He ordered. You need to try the brussel sprouts and Brazilian Acarajé prawns, they make the sweet chili dipping sauce and chutney inhouse themselves.
It's their secret recipe.
You really know your food, As I ordered what he recommended. They served them in woks, and I was thrilled because it all looked so scrumptious.
Enjoy!, the Executive Chef told us as we toasted our drinks.
She is a friend of mine, we used to work together in New York, she tipped her chef's hat and moved here. She thinks the seafood here is much better.
Obviously, We laughed as we drank our cocktails and beer.
Just like on the plane, you gulped your Light beer in one sitting.
Oh so you've noticed. You look great by the way, I said.
Oh Angel you are flattering me.
He looked into my eyes, and as hot as the steaming prawns, and sizzling chicken wings I leaned into him, and we kissed.
Ooh, Spicy, he said, wipping the chili sauce from my lips.
We finished the meals, and went home satisfied.
I'm having a great night, I told him, as we drive away in our Uber. He told me to come by his apartment.
He is staying in a posh, pad, with gray walls, and wooden kitchen counters, a big island and he offered to fix me a night cap. Eggnog, with a drip of Irish whiskey cream liqueur.
I was watching him fix me his special drink, Allen added a 2 parts Bailey's, a pinch of cinnamon, and ntumeg.
Voila!!!, he served me his festive drink, and lighted the fireplace.
You are giving me heaven Mr, Allen Harper Roe. I kissed him again, and sipped our drinks.
We watched "No Reservations" in Netflix, and lighted a different kind of fire on his bed.