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I sat on my favorite pier off the shoreline behind my summer home on one of the lakes of Montana. I had always found it peaceful here and when I needed a brake form whatever I was doing at the time, so I guess the term summer home was incorrect.
I had been sitting there for nearly an hour when I noticed a woman, probably just younger than me running down the dock towards me. As she got closer, I could see her crying. She appeared not to see me as she ran to the little gazebo like thing at the end of the pier, passing just inches away from me. Then with all of the drama of a soap opera actor, she threw herself down on the bench next to her and continued to cry.
I didn't know what to do about this, I mean here I was on what I thought of as a relaxing vacation and all of the sudden I was sitting here on a dock in the middle of Montana with a sobbing girl next to me and no idea what to do about it. Then I decided I might as well try to talk to her.
"Are you okay?" I asked hesitantly after another moment.
"I can't live like this anymore." The girl sobbed as she looked at me with big, red rimed, brown eyes. Her tousled brown hair falling out of the low bun she had pulled it into. I found it hot, sexy even. Then I mentally slapped myself this girl must have a boyfriend, or maybe even a husband. I mean girls were getting married either really early or not at all. She looked no more than twenty five, maybe younger..
"I . . . I . . . my boyfriend . . . he , he dumped me about," She looked at the watch she had on her right wrist, "Five hours ago, I like to come out here to think sometimes, but it took me a while to get out here, I was just, I just couldn't come out until know. I didn't see you, I'm sorry I wouldn't have come out if I had seen you." Okay so she wasn't married and now she was unattached, but that didn't mean she was emotionally available.
"Well." I breathed not sure what to do about that. However I followed my instincts and moved closer to her and raped my arms around her, physical comfort is easily the best way to get to a woman, I wasn't in a hurry, but if I don't try to do something I would never learn anything about this wonderful woman.
She continued to sob as the sun got ready to set. As it was starting to set she started to calm down and stared at the sun set.
"It's beautiful." She whispered, as she began to calm down.
"Yes, yes it is." I whispered back, as I stoked her hair, hoping that she wouldn't start up the water works again. I was glad that it didn't, but I has not very happy that she pulled away from me, but she did turn towards me and looked at me with a week smile.
"Thank you for, well everything. I owe you, so much." She said.
"You're welcome, would you like a drink, my house is just over there, if you don't feel like coming in you can just wait here and I can get something and come back." I offered, I didn't know what to hope for, but I could tell I was hoping.
"Actually a drink sounds nice, just no alcohol please, I don't drink. . . like that anyway" She said, I laughed I had never really met anyone with the same set of values as I did. Well my values came from experience I drank once and never did anything like that again. The woman blushed and opened her mouth to say something, but I cut her off.
"No, It's okay I don't drink either." I laughed. "How about some hot chocolate, since the suns down, it's a little chilly, and if you don't want to go inside I should grab a blanket." I said.
"Actually that would be nice, but your right I would rather stay out here right now." She answered easily. I turned to go when she spoke up again. "When you come back, would you mind bringing out some paper and a pencil, but please not a pen." She said blushing, "I don't like pens very much." She added, I just smiled, this woman was a puzzlement.
However, I did what she asked and came back to her ten minutes later with two cups of hot chocolate in my hands, a blanket, a pad of paper and one mechanical pencil tucked under my arm.
"Here you go." I said handing her everything.
"Thanks." The girl said rapping herself in the blanket then sipping at the drink the pad and pencil in her lap. I watched as after a moment she picked up the pencil and began to draw something.
"So you're an artist?" I asked.
"Ya, I draw and paint, but I prefer just sketching, leaves more to the imagination, because it's not colored." She replied without looking up from what she was doing.
After that, we sat in silence for a while as she continued to sketch heaven knows what. The look of intense concentration on her face was oddly endearing. It looked really cute, her sitting there the lake stretching out behind her and a small breeze playing with her hair. Then I had a thought.
"Do you mind if I take your picture?" I asked and in a stroke of luck, I had brought my camera down here with me when I first come down here. The girl looked surprised, and looked up at me startled then simply shrugged her shoulders and went back to work as I pulled out my camera and snapped the picture.
Hey so what do you think, not bad hu? So is the girl Bella or maybe someone else, keep reading to find out.