The
only girl
Jeremy realized that his father had been right to banish him
from their spaceship though it pissed him off that he’d had to come all the way
to this gods’ forsaken century.
He couldn’t believe
that this is what passed for entertainment in this era. This strange gold
painted idiot in a top hat had been making odd poses all day as Jeremy sat on a
park bench watching him.
He’d just made up his
mind to drag the fool into an alley and shoot him when she showed up. Jeremy
couldn’t believe his eyes. She looked like his Emily. The same fair skin, the
same ash brown hair and that way Emily had about her that drew everyone’s
attention without demanding it.
He knew he’d be
breaking the rules but Jeremy got to his feet almost in a trance and walked
right up to her while she continued watching the ridiculous robot performer. He
stepped up right next to her shoulder and she turned to look at him.
Jeremy had had his
doubts about this next part. He’d thought all Cassandra’s talk of reincarnation
and fate was absolute rubbish but then their eyes met. The girl’s eyes widened
in an instant of recognition then clouded over with confusion.
“Hi,” Jeremy said.
“Hi,” the girl replied smiling uncertainly.
“Come here often?” he asked her.
The girl laughed
breaking the tension between them. “Oh come on, is that really the best line
you could come up with?”
Jeremy smiled, his gray eyes lighting up with amusement. “No
but then you laughed right? That means my plan was a success.”
“So your plan was to
make me laugh?” she asked pulling a strand of hair back behind her ear.
“Absolutely,” Jeremy offered her his hand, “I’m Jeremy,
Jeremy Tanner.”
“How formal,” she
said shaking hands with him, “Rachel, Rachel Crisp.”
“So Rachel Crisp,
would you like to get a cup of coffee? I know this great place just around the
corner,” he said.
“I don’t know,” she said, getting a little nervous. She’d
just met the guy and while he was cute and funny she didn’t know anything about
him. Still there was something so familiar about Jeremy.
“Rachel I would really like to buy you a cup of coffee. If it
helps I promise you can skip out the minute you get an odd vibe from me. Deal?”
She searched his eyes for a long moment but found only
attraction and humor staring back at her. “Okay, but just one.”
“Fair enough.”
They started walking away from the street performer but
Jeremy spared him one last glance. He was glad they didn’t have any of these
morons back home and if things went well within the next few days he would
finally be able to leave.
Jeremy fell in on
Rachel’s left and while making small talk with her he wondered how he’d
convince her to come with him. How would he be able to convince her that his
Emily would die without her bone marrow?
Jeremy Tanner bumped
shoulders with his wife’s ancestor and saw the need he knew he could exploit in
the way she looked at him.
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