MEANWHILE, AT THE GARDENS
I really want to thank you for agreeing to have lunch with me
pushed his plate away as he finished his last bite. He looked
across the table at her and admired her simple beauty.
"I'm glad I came." She smiled at him
warmly while the waiter cleared their plates. "Trevor, I
really want to apologize for how rottenly I've treated you the last
couple of weeks. You really are a very sweet guy and you haven't
deserved some of the mean spirited things I've said."
"What things?" He tried to think of how
she'd been mean to him. He could only recall her being one of the
most genuinely honest and sincere people he'd ever met. "The
only time I know of when you were even the slightest bit abrupt with me
was that night on the
docks. And since I scared you to death, like I did, I more
than deserved it!"
"Well, I feel like I've been rotten to you.
But, I just wanted to tell you how wonderful I think you are."
"Grace, I like you a lot, too." He
reached across the table and took her hand in his. "There's
something so innocent about you, yet something so keenly aware all at
the same time. You seem so worldly and yet so naive. Why is
and I didn't have the easiest time growing up." She revealed
as she looked down at the table. She didn't know why she was about
to tell things that she didn't even like to think about, but she had
become so comfortable with Trevor. True, they didn't really know
each other that well, yet, but there was such and ease that had
developed to their friendship. She felt secure that she could tell
him anything and he wouldn't judge her. "Unlike you and your
family, we didn't grow up with a lot of money. We had to fight for
everything we got. Of course, that was pretty difficult since
Daddy drank way too much. He drank so much it finally killed
"Oh, Grace, I'm so sorry."
"It's okay. That was a long time ago."
She felt the old feelings begin to cloud her mind and she hesitated on
continuing. She had to, she realized. She had to tell
someone and get it all out. She had to stop being ashamed and
embarrassed about the kind of life she'd had. Trevor is a good
person. He'll listen to me and he won't judge me. I know it!
"Well, Momma couldn't handle life without him too well. She
sorta lost the ability to function and had to go into a hospital.
That's why I came to live with Douglas and finish school."
"Grace, I had no idea you two had such a rough time
of it." He felt his heart break for the little girl she had
been and the pain she'd had to endure.
"It was a long time ago. I try not to think
about it any more."
Trevor looked across the table at her as he tried to
collect his thoughts. He couldn't explain it, but Grace had an
affect on him like no woman had in a long time. "Grace,"
he began tentatively. "Grace, would you be interested in
seeing me more socially? I-I mean, would you consider seeing me as
more than just a friend?"
Grace was more than a little taken aback. She'd
had no idea that Trevor had romantic inclinations toward her.
Sure, he was a very handsome and charming man and probably one of the
most decent human beings that she'd ever know; but didn't he have a
girlfriend. "Trevor, I'm shocked, I-I had no idea that
you felt that way about me. But what about Lorraine?
I thought you two were seeing one another?"
He paused for a moment. How could he explain the
feelings he had for both Grace and Lorraine?