Entry #17

"Midnight Assignation"
by Fritz Owens


I barely reached the telephone pole on time and she wasn’t there. My heart fell as I remembered our last conversation when she promised she would arrive at midnight. It was ten minutes after twelve. Then I heard her singing that silly little song she had made up about our cat. No words but silly just the same.

As the full moon broke through the clouds, I could see her coming down the road in that little jumper suit I liked so much. Her hair was tied in two pigtails. She looked like she was 16 years old. As she came closer, I said “Hey little girl! You want some candy?”

She laughed and said “you really got some?”

“Right here in my pocket. But you’re going to have to take off that silly little suit before I give you any.”

“The whole thing off?”

“That’s right, the whole thing off and everything that’s under it!”

“Wow, I don’t know about that, Mister. What if someone comes along?”

“Well, we can hide in those bushes over there, can’t we?”

She leaned against the telephone pole and coyly asked me “Is this really necessary?”

“It is if you want that candy!”

“Well, you got me there. I’m a confirmed chocaholic and you know it. It is chocolate, isn’t it?”

“You bet it is, sweetie. Your favorite. Godiva”

As she slowly took everything off, I said “How long before the baby sitter has to leave?”

“Three o’clock”.

“Perfect! Just enough time!”

[For over fifty years Fritz Owens has been a professional pianist, composer and keyboard recording artist. Check out his website at www.OwensStudios.com.]