Wednesday, August 2, 2017

Going Once, Going Twice

Bunny had a decision - call Harrison and decline, go with Harrison and ignore her mother, or be honest with Harrison that she really appreciated his taking her this evening but she understood that he only asked her out because her mama had made a request.

She was not a charity case, contrary to what Anna Belle said. She would go with Harrison and know one would know the difference - well that was no one except those to whom her mother opined about her daughter's weak character and lack of taste.

Saturday evening Harrison arrived on time and picked her up. She found him very easy to talk to. In fact he was not only funny, he was pleasant, and, obviously well read. The Auction went well. As usual, those who wanted to shine did, those wanted to flirt did, wine flowed, liquor was consumed, food was enjoyed, and music from a local band filled the air. The best part was that Bunny was able to avoid her mother the entire evening. 

She and Harrison ran into Sam and Della, who looked like they were enjoying each other's company. Looking at Sam's handsome good looks, his brown hair with gold in it, those green eyes, wearing his ever present cowboy boots, just reminded Bunny that some things in nature were just not supposed to happen. Della and Sam together was an excellent example of that.

Bunny did not buy anything but Harrison bought this large piece of stained glass. It was so big that it was not going to fit in his Mercedes Roaster, even with the top down. Needless to say it would have to be delivered later. As they left Bunny asked, "What do you plan to do with that piece of glass?"

"Why? You don't like my piece of glass?" Harrison turned to her with hurtful look on his face. 

"No, of course not. I just cannot imagine why you want that." 

"You'll see."

At her door she thanked him for a wonderful evening. "I appreciate your being sympathetic enough to save my Mama from, in her mind, being humiliated at another social occasion when her daughter does not attend or does, but is not dressed correctly and not on the arm of a southern gentleman."

"Personally I think you looked lovely tonight. And Bunny, I would not waste too much sleep worrying about what Anna Belle thinks.  Besides, even an old coot like me can be fun."

"I never said you were not fun. I never thought that. Honestly, I never thought anything about seeing you socially until you asked me to go out with you."

"Bunny, the truth is I was at the club with a group of friends, including your mother. I asked about you because I honestly had forgotten she had a daughter until she mentioned your name. After lunch I pulled her aside and inquired as to what your situation was? were you single? dating,? whatever.  She said you were not seeing anyone, as far as she knew, and in fact you did not have a date for tonight. So I saw a chance to ask you out."

"That's really what happened? "

"Yes mam,. Let me guess Anna Belle took full credit for it. As always", he laughed," she is a piece of work."

" Yeah, try being her daughter" said Bunny looking up at Harrison.

"Bunny, you just need to be yourself. I really did enjoy this evening and would like to see more of you, if that would suit? And I have no plans to discuss this Anna Belle."

The look on Bunny's face made him laugh.

"This is the deal. I will not say anything to your mother if you'll have brunch with me tomorrow. Otherwise, I'll call her tonight and tell her everything and more about this evening. Like when you spilled the platter of bruschetta on me, or how drunk you got, and how I had to keep you from making a fool out of yourself with Parker and Jeb."

"That's not so!" said Bunny alarmed.

He laughed, "Oh, I know. You were a perfect lady who's company I enjoyed very much. But don't you think my earlier story would be entertaining?"

She laughed, "I really had a good time and yes, I would love to come to brunch tomorrow."

He reached down and kissed her lightly on the forehead. "How about come up to Ivy Lane around 11. Does that suit?"

"Yes, I'll see you then."

"Good night."

Bunny walked inside and leaned against the closed door, almost like a scene from a move with Grace Kelly in it. She never would have imagined he was so much fun. Harrison Wells - I never thought of him. She walked to her bedroom with Bootsy running around her feet. It was only then that she realized the side zipper of her sundress was unzipped and had been all evening.

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