Capturing a Moment

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Romance  |  House: Booksie Classic
Jack and Anna met at a get together a friend was having and seemed to have hit it off on the right foot; literally he tripped her with his foot. She giggled, like a little girl at her eighth birthday party....

Submitted: January 09, 2008

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The breeze cooled his face as he walked down the pier, looking out into the vastness that was the ocean.The foam of the waves crashing against the rocky shore.He sat there on a bench it was cold and the wood was chipping away, but none the less he did not care.The sun was starting to set, he had his camera ready, lens clean, and the perfect night sky.The clicking of the cameral started and did not stop for several minutes.Always different he thought always something special.
He walked home alone down the crumbling cement side walk, until he came to his house.Inside he carefully sat down his film in the dark room, walked out shutting his door, and scuffed toward the kitchen.The chilly air from the fridge sent a shiver down his spine.He grabbed a cold one and glided toward the Lazy Boy.An ‘ah’ came from his lips as he simultaneously sat down while taking a cool relishing drink.The T.V. turned on at the command of his remote, and the sound buzzed.Monday Night Football was on, and he left it there.This was the first night in a long time he had just relaxed and watched some football.Halftime came and he ordered pizza, and went to develop his film.The pictures were spectacular, exactly what he wanted.He quickly phoned the publisher with the news, a “good job Mr. Cannon” came back over the telephone line.He hung up just as the door bell rang, he went to answer, and carefully, observantly, peeked through the peep hole just to make sure.Jack opened the door and the pizza delivery boy said cheerfully, “Hello, Mr. Cannon, one large black olive and cheese pizza, 12.99, please.”Mr. Cannon paid with a twenty and shutting the door said,”Keep the change, thank you.”By the time he sat down, with his napkin, and pizza, it was already fourth quarter, he sighed and ate, finishing the game.Mr. Cannon, fell asleep in the couch, with the T.V. on that night, it was a picture perfect sleep.
Jack did love his job, no doubt about it, but he missed just staying at home sometimes, he was 25 now, and still single, he did not want to be single any more.Sure traveling the world, exclusive locations, exotic photo shoots, but they would be much better, if, he had someone to go with him.He was usually vibrant full of energy, and charming, his friends, what were left jokingly called him a loaded jack cannon, pun intended.While most girls he meet seemed more interested in what money he was bringing in from all the shoots versus who he truly was.Sure he could be a loaded spring at times, but he was not always like that, he was cool and calm; most of the time collect under pressure.Most women just could not see that he guessed, he felt like giving up, that was until he met Anna.Anna was a smart beautiful, well thought of collected girl. She was two years younger than Jack but it did not matter, from the moment he saw her he felt like she was the one.But he had felt that way before and been wrong, terribly wrong.
Jack and Anna met at a get together a friend was having and seemed to have hit it off on the right foot; literally he tripped her with his foot.She giggled, like a little girl at her eighth birthday party, and then laughed hysterically when she noticed, where her drink had spilled, they both laughed hard until Jack said something.
“Hi, so do you know how much a polar bear weighs?” “No” she replied laughing, “how much?”
“Well, it is enough to break the ice, hello my name is Jack.”She looked up with a blank stare into his face, and somehow knew that something good could transpire from this.
We look back now on Jack, five years later.Sitting on the edge of the pier the wind pierces like snow down your back on a cold winter day.But now the shiver does not occur, there is warmth next to him, he sits there not alone, but with Anna.Her soft gleaming skin, her arm around him, huddled up next to each other as almost a hug, keeps them warm.The sunset was always something special something neaw, but now it held even more meaning.The camera clicked and did not quit for moments, but it did not capture the sunset, it captured her, as she sat there on the dock.She smiled and looked away, Jack reached down touched her shoulder lightly, she stood up, only to be picked up and spun around as the sun set slowly into the depths of the water, he had found his love.


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