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Please review chapter 1 of my book "Her."

9 Years Ago


Chapter 1 I first saw her on the 9th of November. Gazed at her from across the bar, liked what I saw so I went off on my way, my journey, my mission. To have meaningless sex with this young girl who in my mind was having the same thoughts. I walked, the distance only about 100 feet seemed like a mile, with every step I thought of my perfect intro. Maybe I would pretend to be a newly dumped emotional reck guy to gain sympathy sex. Or maybe I'd pretend I had cancer and needed to get sexual release before my kemo in the morning. But my thought was interrupted. Right as I was about to sit down in my desired seat to the left of her, I'm left handed just like the feeling, another guy sat down. Not important enough to get his name, and far too important to make one up in my textual recap. He sat down to the left, possibly for the same reason, and offered her a drink. I heard her speak for the first time and approxamittly 10:33 that night. She said to this man, "I don't drink" I took this new factor and backed up to the wall to her right, pretending not to listen. I was going to use this on my approach. I'd offer her a water and pretend I don't drink too. Maybe my father was a alcoholic growing up, or maybe I was recovering and was a year sober and thought I needed a reward. Then she spoke again and I seemed more interested in what else this girl was saying than my entire high school education. She said to this man, "what, was that your only line" he seemed puzzled, "you needed me too take that drink, so you could take me home half drunk and f**k me with the lights off". The man spoke again, "well no I was just offering a pretty lady a drink, trust me I have a lot of other lines". I don't know what possessed me to sit down, the seat to her right was in no view of another woman so that wasn't it, the seat itself wasn't doing me any favors in couldn't even support itself. The right leg was dipped down so when you sat you looked like you were always reaching down to get something. I never sit on the right of a woman, not at all appealing and yet I was doing it. My presence didn't shake the conversation of my future love of my life and the mystery man at all. She replied with, "oh I'm sure you do" in a voice I didn't seem flirtatious but apparently he did. He said, " and I am in full capability of having sex with you sober and with the lights on". She flashed a big smile and said, " so tonight your just gonna choose not too". Realizing his defeat he just kinda mumbled, " yeah exactly". And he left, leaving me and the future co-owner of our joint bank account to our first conversation. I took my rightful bar stool to the left of her. I said " wow look at that dude, he can have sex with the lights on", I thought my approach was very effective until she spoke. She said to me, "you had to move seats just to flirt with me" I froze for a second. I've already tried harder to get this girl in my bed than I ever had so I decided to just tell her the absolute truth, "I have brain cancer and lost most of my vision in my right eye". She saw right through me, I think it was because she could feel my stare, she could feel the level of intensity I was gazing into her eyes with. She knew it took two functioning eyes to look at someone that hard. Although she called my bullshit with her eyes clearly, she went along, "well that explains why you picked me, you can't see straight". She was looking at me now, she was looking as hard as I was. Probably trying to figure me out through the codes of my facial expressions. I realized we were now just staring. Not talking. Not laughing. Not drinking, which was still intentional. And we certainly weren't in my bed having sex. Maybe 17 seconds went buy, well of course it was I counted, and then she spoke. She said to me, " well I've never had sex with a man with cancer before". I replied with, "well of course there's a first time for everything", I replied so quickly Jesus must have helped me because I was terrified of this conversation, for the first time. I had a feeling this girl was going to make me do a lot for the first time. "I guess there is", Jesus looked out for her too, she spoke with swiftness and confidence. Well why shouldn't she , she knew exactly what she was doing. This girl is her own Jesus. What am I doing comparing this beautiful creature with a odd bearded man. She was an angel. And angel that can cure cancer.