Chapter 10
Ken's wife laughed and said, "So am I...but I am a die hard Red's fan. And always will be."
I said, "I can understand why."
He said, "Anything for a fan. Especially one who won't change her loyalties for the one she loves." He signed the ball and gave it to me.
His wife smiled, "I was always a Red's fan, my mother was from Cincinnati. That's why I married him."
We all laughed and they got into the waiting limo and left. Zack and I walked back to the hotel hand in hand. The ball was in my pocket, I kept my hand on it all the way back.
When we got to the Hotel we went straight to the elevators. It was crowed, there were a lot of the people from the convention and the symposium going back to their rooms. A lot of them had been partying.
We were crammed into the elevator, I was standing very close to Zack and I put my arms around him and rested my head on his chest.
When we got to the seventh floor, Zack had to almost force his way out of the elevator. As he did one of the men grabbed his ass and gave it squeeze. Zack jumped and a number of people laughed.
When we got off and the doors closed, he took me in his arms. I put my arms around him and lifted my face to his. Our lips met and in a second were pressed against each other.
I felt his tongue slide across my lips and I opened my mouth gave it access. I welcomed his tongue into my mouth, I met it with mine and they caressed. It felt so wonderful and so right.
Then one of the other elevator bells rang and we jolted apart. The doors opened and Margaret walked out. Her eyes grew when she saw me. "Oh, Sister Carol, I was looking for you. I have a huge favor to ask."
I gave her a questioning look and said, "A favor? Please tell me, what can I do for you?"
"Professor Morrison had to be taken to the hospital this evening and I doubt if he will be out before Thursday, when he is scheduled to give a talk. We were thinking of having a panel discussion and we would like you to be one of the panelists."
"Of course, I would be honored to be on the panel," I answered. "I had looked forward to hearing him talk and I actually had some questions. I read his paper and I'm not sure about how he came to certain points. That's too bad."
Margaret gushed, "Oh Carol, thank you so much, I was in a tizzy not knowing what to do. We couldn't have an empty hour. And now thanks to you and the other panelists we won't."
I turned to Zack, he was smiling and he said, "Okay, I'll talk to you tomorrow, Carol."
Margaret turned and started to walk to her room and was talking about all of the problems that they were having. I started after her and then turned and once again looked back at Zack. He was still smiling and he mouthed, "I love you."
Margaret then turned toward the elevators and said, "Oh please forgive me, Mr. Miller. Where are my manners, how are you? I heard that your presentation was a huge success. Congratulations, I have a feeling that you will be busy too."
She continued to walk to her room going back to our pervious conversation. I looked back and watched Zack get on the elevator. I had a feeling of loss as he went in.
Margaret walked me to my door. She stopped and looked at me very seriously and said, "Mr. Miller is a very handsome young man."
I was taken aback by her statement, but quickly recovered and said, "Yes he is and he is a wonderful person. I have known him a long time. I was his homeroom teacher in his senior year of high school."
She gave me a warm smile, "But, he isn't your student any more. He is a very good looking man. And I think that he still has a crush on his teacher."
I could feel the blood rushing to my face and I stammered, "Yes he is...he has grown up..."
She was still smiling and she said, "You two make a very good looking couple. I think that you had better give this a lot of thought about what will make you happy. Please, don't do anything without giving it a lot of thought."
She then took my hands in hers and in a very soft voice, said, "Carol, I will pray for you tonight, I will pray that you make the right decision and whatever you do that you will be happy."
Margaret gave me a big grin and sort of giggled, "Yes, my dear Sister, Jews can pray for Catholics." She leaned over to me and kissed my cheek and went on, "I could never understand the Catholic fixation on celibacy. It seems like such a waste. Now I don't want to get into a theological debate, just know that I hope the best for you."
"I just think that you should be happy and if being with Zack will make you happy...what the heck. Now, I have said enough...probably too much, so goodnight."
I smiled at her and said, "Thank you Margaret, for your concern and your prayers."
As she walked away I turned and went into my room. I sat on the bed and tried to make sense of it all. Did I love Zack? Was I willing to make a commitment and give up my life and start a new one.
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