All That We Could Be

Chapter Forty Nine

Chapter Forty Nine

It was New Year’s Day at last! Fallon was going to be seeing Daniel soon. He had left late night on Boxing Day, to spend some time with his own family in Portugal. He had come back only yesterday night.

Fallon had been excited to see him again. They had agreed to meet at the café near Fallon’s house. Just like the first time…-Fallon thought. Things had started to come full circle for Fallon.

Everything was as it should be, or at least the way she thought it should be. Although there were some things Fallon wished not to happen, still she had grown up quite a bit because of them. With everything that had come her way she had gotten through it.

Instead of dreading what the future held in store for her, like she did a lot of the time; this time Fallon was anticipating it. She would be releasing her sixth album in the fall before taking a year off. This fall would bring in the last year of her undergraduate studies. Starting next year in the fall, she would be studying as a graduate student; much to her parents’ approval.

This year would mark the second year of the charity race, and even Daniel had decided to join in. It had been slightly humorous when he had told Fallon about seeing her race. He had sounded shocked when he told her how it was the last thing he had expected her to be a part of. What was funnier to Fallon was when he sounded worried about Fallon getting hit by none other than Dallas’ car during the final race.

It had also prompted Fallon to question him. “Who would win if we raced?” She had asked him. “You.” He had responded quickly. “Why?” She had asked. “I would let you win. There is no way I’m going to fake hitting you…what if I actually did?” He told her in all seriousness. “I had better hope you’re not in the knock out round against me.” She had told him, with a smile. It was adorable to seem him worried just talking about a hypothetical situation.

There were many things that the New Year was bringing. Cheryl would be getting married in June; while Fallon’s own cousin Maria would be getting married in August.

Cheryl had told a saddened Fallon that she would be moving in with Keith after getting married. Fallon was less than thrilled to be living on her own, but acknowledged that it would be another learning experience…how ever dreadful it may be. Who would keep her sanity in check now? She had wondered.

With so many things starting to change, Fallon could only hope for the best. How much she would be losing, she would gain that much more in experience, knowledge, and skill. At least she hoped she would.

Fallon decided to go to the café early. She wanted to read a little bit. She hadn’t read a good book in a while…the only books she had seen for the last few months had been gargantuan sized text books.

With it snowing lightly outside, Fallon decided to wear black pants and a white knitted sweater/dress. She pulled on her socks and snow boots; and put on her wool coat, hat, scarf, and mitts. It had been really cold earlier that day.

With a book in her hand; Fallon walked to the café. There was no point in driving, since it was so close.

Fallon ordered her hot chocolate and some cookies; she took them to her favourite table upstairs.

She was about an hour and a half early. She ate and drank slowly; there was no need to rush. She didn’t need to go any where; she had all the time in the world. She brushed off her book and began to read. This time she had brought ‘Tithe’. She read it as she sipped her drink and ate.

“Did you get bored with Edward that fast?” Fallon glanced up from her book to see Daniel smiling. She took a peak at her watch. It was ten minutes past six o’clock. “I didn’t even notice you coming.” She told him. “I’m very good at being quiet. So last time it was Edward and now it’s Roiben?” He asked her, he was grinning.