Comments:

Bill - 2006-07-07 00:24:13
Damn - the pressure... If it were my story it would end with the woman saying something along the lines of "What are you looking at? The light's green. Go."

I am sure it would be much different for you though... Heck you are probably already in a coffee shop getting to know each other better.
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Natalie - 2006-07-07 01:53:04
It would cut to you and this man walking hand in hand through a park, you are both old and gray, you are smiling and gazing lovingly at each other as "When I'm 64" plays in the background......now I can't even remember if that song is on that albulm but that sounds like a happy ending to me.
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LA - 2006-07-07 07:52:07
Working.... ~LA
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Smed - 2006-07-07 08:42:47
It always ends with a kiss...
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Stephanie - 2006-07-07 10:05:51
That entry really got to me...I'm not good at happy endings, but I truly hope your story will have one.
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scotvalkyrie - 2006-07-07 11:45:06
Witty, I was compelled to write an ending for you. But it's not an ending, it's a beginning. And it's too long to enter here. Go click on my diary, today's entry is all for you. Oh, BTW, your foofies are in the mail.
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Poolie - 2006-07-07 14:08:10
.....and they lock eyes with each other. He turns off his car and nods for her to do the same. She is trembling with the uncertain feeling in her heart. He comes over to her window and smiles. "Who are you" she asks. He glances at the heavens, smiles, and then looks back at her. "You don't recognize me, do you?" Witty shakes her head. He continues, "I am your knight in shining armor. I am here to make sure your heart stays safe. I am here to protect you from fear. I am here to walk in the meadows with you. I am here to smell flowers and wade in the small streams. I am here to share sunsets. I am here to listen. I am here to support your work - your art and your writing. I am here to know the truth about who you are." Witty can't quite believe what she has just heard. "You sound like more of a guardian angel!" He smiles and says, "Some have called me that. Knight or angel, we are all the same. I have been here all along. I have seen you many times. I haven't always had this shape or form, but I have been with you since the beginning." Witty smiles and says, "But why have you waited until now to come forth and show yourself to me?" The man touches her chin with great tenderness and says, "You haven't been ready to accept me until now. It's all in the timing, dear Witty. You are ready to believe, and I am here to show you the way." Witty gasps and says, "What must I do?" He says, "Surrender. Know your brilliance. Do not fear your magnificence." And she steps from the car and takes his outstretched hand. She brings his fingers to her face and kisses them with sweet tenderness. "How long will you stay?" she asks. He smiles. "You will stay forever, won't you?" He smiles. He tips her chin again and says, "I am here until you learn to fly, my sweet one." Without a sound, they stand together, watching the moon rise in full glory. They are silent for a long time. Witty has found her angel.
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Kungfukitten - 2006-07-07 15:39:39
There's nothing you can do but drive and pray that neither of you turns. You're going slow staring at the next light, willing it to turn yellow. It does and you're next to each other once again. You look over and he's smiling at you. There's only one thing you can do and there's not much time. You unbuckle your seatbelt and start wriggling, wriggling like crazy. Mr. Stranger doesn't know what the heck you're doing, but you do. Thank the Goddess you chose your white Victoria's Secret white lace panties this morning. You slip them off then rummage in your purse for the black sharpie pen. You write: Witty 555-5789 Call Me. Here's the tricky part. The light has turned green. You throw the pantiea out your window and there's a slow motion shot as they fly through the air and magesitcally drop through his sun roof. The light turns green and you gun it because your face is flaming red and you know that you won't be able to stand the rejection if he doesn't like your little escapade. The next day the phone rings. You're expecting a friend to call you so you can set up plans for dinner and are floored when it's a deep male voice. "Hi, this is Jake Fallen, I'm the guy that you threw your uh, phone number to." "Oh, yes. A girl doesn't forget something like that." Witty purrs into the receiver. "You're the second call I made." he says and his voice is so low and smooth that it sends your insides into convulsions. "The second?" Witty asks. "I had to call my mother and tell her I just met the woman I'm going to marry." All You Need is Love plays in the background and we pan out as Witty leans against the doorframe talking and laughing, her long tresses dancing down her back as she tosses her head. Gaurdcat rubs against her legs, working cat magic all around her.
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witty - 2006-07-07 18:30:59
You guys are doing great! I'm feeling so inspired. Bill and Smed: With their great guy imput. Natalie: Just cutting ahead to my future so nicely. LA: working... Poolie: With her angel. I was momentarily worried I had died, but I guess you can meet your angel when you're still alive, right? Scotvalkyrie: With a whole frooking entry dedicated to my quandry. Wow. I cried when I read it. KungfuKitten: I knew you would come through with something fab, Guardcat was invited and you even had his name. SCORE! Keep them coming. You've really made my day, everyone. (witty weeping profusely)
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Phil - 2006-07-08 01:10:11
Since I'm totally unoriginal I'm going to steal some dialogue from Manhatten. And she says in a whisper, "Sometimes you have to have a little faith in people". Puts the car in gear and eases out into the traffic. Where is she going? To whom? It doesn't matter. She is moving ahead.
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