It would be only a little over three years and then Bobby would be out of the Navy. It didn’t seem like a very long time at all.
I had become part of the adult world. I understood time better now.
I had a full-time job. I bought my own clothes. I paid for my own car insurance. Granted…I still lived at home…but it was so cheap. I did give my parents a few dollars each month for rent. I was such an adult.
And…I was wonderfully in love with Bobby Flanagan…and he was in love with me.
Of course, I would wait for Bobby…gladly wait for the one…the only one…who could chase away the shadows, banish that lonely feeling that had haunted me for years and make me laugh until I cried.
Of course, I would wait for the only one who could bring me pure joy with just one look, one touch, one kiss.
Of course, I would wait.
But then I didn’t.