“Thanks for having lunch with me, Sybil. I’m lonely. I’m in the prime of my life and I’m going through misery. I have to talk. I try to be discriminating with men. I specifically joined a Christian social group to be safe. I was safe for two months. Then I met Bryan.”
“Was Bryan part of the Christian Group?” asked Sybil.
“No. He showed up, introduced himself, and the next minute he was dancing with me. He’s a great dancer. I felt perfectly at ease as we moved across the floor. We danced all night.”
“Very few men are good dancers. At least you were able to dance together.”
“Yeah. Well, he swept me off my feet. The first night we met he kissed me good night and took my phone number. What was I to do? Bryan looks good. He is about 6 feet tall, slim, and muscular. He wears his hair in a tight small pony tail tied tightly at the neck. He has a thick black mustache and thick black eye brows that make him look mysterious. He began calling me every night around 9 pm. We would end our conversations around 10 pm. He said he had to go to work the next day. This worked fine for me since I have to be at work at 8 am.”
“What did you talk about?”
“Everything. He wanted to know about my childhood such as when I first started dating. He wanted to know why a beautiful woman like me wasn’t married. He always listened patiently as I talked about my life stories.”
“How about him? What did you learn about him?”
“His life had some hard knocks. He said his immediate family died in an automobile accident. They were vacationing in Utah and ran off the road killing everyone in the car. He was in school and missed the vacation. He said he inherited money from an uncle and was financially secure. His Dad emigrated from Puerto Rico. He had two brothers and everyone had to work to support the family. He delivered newspapers, worked as a janitor, and worked as a waiter to make money. On top of that he loves music and learned to play the violin.”
“He certainly learned the meaning of work.”
“I told him I earned a minor in music at college.”
“Where did he grow up?”
“Right here in Baltimore. We would go to the symphony then have a late dinner over a bottle of wine. One thing bothered me about him. He treated waiters horribly. He would make them salt and pepper his food then complain about the food being cold. He always blamed it on the waiters. After he got through tormenting the waiter he would laugh and say, “They know they deserve it.”
“So, you fell in love with him?”
“Yes. It was easy. I imagined we would travel and have a beautiful family. Sometimes, he took me to his office and we would look out at the magnificent view from his window. He had keys to get into any office at any time of the night. One nice thing about him, he got along extremely well with the night crew. He knew each of their names. We would stop and talk with the night crew all the time. He truly cares for the less fortunate. And to think, he is a self made professional man.”
“We had been dating for three months and then he said he found someone new. He said he didn’t have time for me anymore. I‘ve never heard from him since.”
“That was it?”
“Yes. I thought we were going to marry. I’m crushed. I need help. I’ve prayed my tears away, but I still need help.”
“What an animal. How could he just dump you?”
“There must’ve been something wrong. Maybe it’s for the best.”
Maija, look over there. Does that look like Bryan?”
“Oh, Bryan is wearing a waiter’s uniform. He’s a waiter. He works here. We’re on the other side of town so he thinks he is safe. He was lying to me. He said all those things so I would fall in love with him.”
Sybil motioned to the concierge. “Bring that waiter over here, the one with a thick black mustache.”
When Bryan approached, Maija blurted, “Salt and pepper my food. Now take it back and heat it up. How do you like that music?”
Bryan’s face turned beet red.
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