overjoyed, not just because I can visit my sister and her husband John everyday, but that I was now a home owner. I was one step closer to my goal. That is if I ever find a guy or have the courage to date him. It's not like I don't want to date, I do.
But I just have no interest in dating for fun. I want a real, lasting relationship. "Hello?" I blink a few times, suddenly realizing that I was still staring at the box I have previously placed in front of me.
"Are you okay?" Nova looked over at me, concern etched across her otherwise perfect face. She didn't have freckles for days like I did, nor did her firey red hair friz up in a heap of curls in the heat like mine.
The only thing we were similar on was our hair color and eye color, but this was a given as we are related. But what made our sisterly bond undeniable was our ability to sense that something was wrong even if we said otherwise.
Little did I know that she was the person I would turn to the most these next coming weeks, even moreso that usual. "I'm fine, I was just daydreaming. Let's get back to work." I try to reassure her while opening up the box to find my plates neatly stacked inside and wrapped in bubble wrap.
Carefully unwrapping each one, I stack them neatly in the cabinet before continuing on to the next box. After a few hours of unpacking, we beside it would be a good idea to get out and stretch our legs for a while. Little did I know that this walk would change my life forever. *
We exited my two bedroom beach house with our purses in hand. It was almost one by the time we made our way outside and into the cool salty air of Tybee Island. I say it was cool because Georgia weather was significantly cooler than Missouri weather where I grew up.
I faced the sun, shading my eyes a bit with my hands as I waited for Nova to lock the front door so we could leave. I turned to look at my older sister, only twenty-five years old and she could still pull off a pair of overall shorts and a light pink shirt, which she hastily changed into after I said I needed a break.
I didn't understand her need to change her outfit, but I guess if she wants to she can. "You look cute." I said looking down at my tank top and shorts, "What's the occasion?" She waved a hand at me before throwing the keys in my outstretched hand, "I want to get some lunch after all that work. Maybe after we can head over to my shop?"
"Sounds good," I said linking my arm in hers as we left the drive way towards the nearest restaurant, "When's John coming home?" "He's needed later tonight at the aquarium. Said they found and injured dolphin a few miles off the coast this morning."
She pauses for only a moment and then continued on, "He would have been able to come earlier had the new veterinarian been scheduled." "We got a new veterinarian?" I ask, curious. "Yeah, John says he's a good worker. He told me he reminds him of you. Very passionate about the ocean, but he isn't as reserved as you tend to be."
"Huh, well I guess I'll be meeting him sooner than later. I'll be going into work next week" I said, grinning at her, "Head Conservationalist, has a nice ring to it don't you think?" She grins over at me, shaking her head. "You are so much like mom it's insane!" "Yes, but you're pretty like her and you have her heart." I retort, poking her arm.
She glances over at me, "We're both pretty women." She wraps her arm around me as we make our way up to the Sting Ray's restaurant. A teenage boy greeted us from across the counter, informing us that there would be a bit of a wait as it was the afternoon. We thanked him and sat down at a nearby bench waiting for our turn to go inside.
"Oh!" Nova said suddenly, "I have to go to the bathroom, I'll be right back." As soon as she left me alone the inevitable happened. Within an instant I was trampled by a blur of black and white that came barreling towards me before shoving all of its weight on top of me.
"Buddy!" Someone said, muffled by the crushing feeling of the dog on top of me, "Oh no, I'm so sorry! Buddy, get off of her!" Somehow I ended up sprawled on the ground before the weight of the Great Dane was lifted from me.
I looked up, first seeing a hand offering to help me up and then I saw him. He was tall, no more than six foot and built as if all he did was swim. His tossled charcoal colored hair fell into his green eyes as he looked me up and down, concern filling his features and something else I had never seen before. He was undeniably handsome.
"I um, It's okay." I managed to say, brushing my clothes off as if to say I wasn't just trampled by this guy's dog. "Are you sure you're okay? I swear Buddy doesn't usually act like this." "Thank you for your concern," I replied, beginning to pick at the hem of my shirt, "But I'll be fine."
"Oh my gosh, Elsie! What happened?" Nova asked as she came towards us. "It's all my fault, my dog decided to trampled of her." He explained. "Like I said, I'm fine. We should start over," I said, offering my hand for a proper introduction, "My name is Elsie Andrews, and this is my sister, Nova White."
"Alex Walsh." He said, grinning as he shook my hand. "I'm a veterinarian as the Tybee Island Research Center." "Oh cool, I'll be starting there next week. I'm going to be the new Head Conservationalist."
"Really? Wow what a title." He laughed and I couldn't help but join him. We stood there for a few seconds in silence before Nova cut us off, "Well, they just called our table. It was nice meeting you Alex." When we were safely tucked away at our table Nova pressed on the moment I had with Alex.
Although I wouldn't call it a moment I would call it a disaster! "I know that look," Nova said, "You like him!" She squealed with delight like a thirteen years old and I managed to glare at her from across the table, "Will you cut that out."
"Fine, you're no fun." She pouted while looking over her menu and I rolled my eyes. But her words rang through my head. If I liked him, and we were to date even with the slim chance that he liked me back, am I willing to risk the chance of another hurtful relationship?