Sally Sunshine by Robert Villegas

It’s always so good with you,” she said.

I turned over to look at her angel’s face and noticed the beads of sweat on her forehead and the tear on her cheek.

“Why are you crying?” I asked.

She moved to face me and gave me her angel smile. I watched her rise from the bed, put on her halter top and tight shorts, all the while locking her eyes on mine.

She walked to the door and walked out of my life before I could ask her to marry me. Maybe she knew somehow.

A few weeks later, I learned that Sally had quit college and gotten married to a friend of mine. I had no idea they knew each other. I was told later she picked him randomly in a college dorm and asked him if he knew me and he said “Yes”.

My brother knew him too and a few years later told me he had dinner at their house. Sally's husband told my brother about her and me. He admitted that she worshipped only me and no one else. Her big “confession” he said.

A few years later I was walking through a shopping mall and noticed the long silken black hair of a young mother walking with two children. I followed them for a while, but she never looked back at me. We walked around the corner and I took a left into a Radio Shack to buy something I needed, and noticed, her sitting at a table in the store across from me. The children were sitting with her. I stopped to look at her as she sat there looking straight into my eyes. I felt that we were both thinking about our times together and the passions we had shared. She was looking at me again like she did on that last day.

After a few minutes of us looking into each other’s eyes, she got up, gathered the children and walked away toward the exit of the mall.

That is the last time I saw Sally Sunshine. It was 55 years ago.

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