Pink Lady

in honor and in memory of those affected by breast cancer

A woman set up an account on a dating website, and a few weeks later, an attractive fellow only a couple years older than her made aware of his interest in her. After a while of talking on cyberspace, the two went on a date, and sparks flew. The attraction was obvious.


A few weeks later, the woman found out some dreadful news; she had breast cancer. So when the gentleman she had seen asked her on a second date, she shamefully refused.


The woman had to have surgery, and part of her left breast was removed. Chemotherapy became her only companion, and she wanted no other visitors. The man called her again.


"Who is going to find me attractive?" she asked herself. "This guy is not going to like me anymore. I'm hideous.
"

But the man was persistent. He kept calling and calling, and finally he left a voicemail. The message said "I know you have cancer. I don't care. Will you please go on a second date with me? These things don't matter to me. All that matters is you.
So what can I do to help?"

The woman was torn. She wanted to see him because she had liked him so much, but she was afraid. Of course he said he wanted to see her, but once he actually did, surely he would be disgusted. However, the woman finally caved under one circumstance; he was to come over to her home so she did not have to be seen in public.


She called him back, and he seemed so happy to hear her voice, and she just hoped he would be just as happy to see her face again. "You may come over here, but you must bring supper. I don't feel like cooking.
"

He agreed, and a few hours later, there was a knock on her door. She was dressed in cozy pajamas, fuzzy slippers, and wore a bandana over her bald head. She was embarrassed by her appearance, but she wanted to see his reaction. To her surprise, he smiled.


They sat on the couch that night, her in bedtime clothes and him in a suit, ate popcorn, and watched a baseball game on TV. And it was the best date she ever had. And now, she couldn't ask for a better husband.

Author's Note

advanced critique appreciated