) but she loved Andy. When he came online she'd boot me off. I felt so awful. I talked to friends and met some new ones to draw comfort and come up with options. Cathy even talked of moving to Boston to live with Andy. I might never see her again.After a week of moping around I drove to Indiana for Thanksgiving. Cathy and I were chatting again but there was pain on both sides and sometimes I'd have to leave. She knew I was hurting. I talked her into letting me visit her antique shop on my way to Indiana. I brought some food and since she set her own hours we sat on the back steps on my coat and talked for three hours in the sunlight. I wanted to see her eyes...and what I saw was something. She couldn't look me straight in the eyes. I quietly took her hand and rubbed it as we spoke...she didn't push away. I knew I had a chance.
My heart pounded so fast and my feelings were so strong, although I was cool I knew she felt something...she had to feel it. Cathy was a big Dave Matthews fan and told me she'd been looking for one of his CD's in the store but couldn't find it. I found it, bought it and sealed it in a little make-up mailer which had been hung on my apartment door. Before I left her shop I handed it to her, not telling her what was in it, and said,"They keep hanging these on my door and since I don't use make-up anymore I thought you might find something in it you can use." I hugged her and drove away to Indiana.
