The Christmas Detour (fm:romantic, 11296 words)
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|A detour led straight to love.|
Evan cringed as Kathleen's voice grew shrill. "I'm sorry if I misled you. My family always goes to our home in Telluride for the holidays."
" Misled? Misled? You call telling me that something special would happen when we were together at the stroke of midnight misleading? How could you do this to me?"
" Kathleen, I'm sorry, really I am. Maybe I was caught up in the moment," Evan said, desperately trying to climb out of the hole he had dug. Kathleen was a nice girl, in a middle-America sort of way, and a real good piece of ass, but she really wasn't his kind. Mother and Father had pointed that fact out to him over Thanksgiving. "Come on, baby - say you'll forgive me. I'll make it up to you when we get back to campus next year. It'll be worth the wait, I promise."
Kathleen refused to let him know she was crying, and covered the telephone with her hand. Now she was stuck. She had told all her friends how great Evan was, the little things he was always doing for her, how he made her feel like a princess, and how he was making big plans for the holidays. Now - nothing. She couldn't even imagine what they would say when they found out. It was a good thing most of them had already left the university for their homes. Christ, what a miserable drive she was going to have back to "Hicks-ville" for Christmas. Big fucking deal. Could anything else go wrong?
Dark gray clouds began to cover the sky, turning the early afternoon into the look of evening. She didn't relish the six hour drive out to the country, and would have gotten on the road sooner, if Evan hadn't called with the bad news. Damn him! She had put up with his pompous attitude, even giving up seeing some of her old friends, because they weren't the type of people he wanted her to associate with. He kept telling her she was worth so much more, and had to start acting it. Now, he blew her off.
" Come on, sweetie, come on. Don't die on me now," she begged, hoping her words would coax her fifteen year old Corolla into turning over.
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