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I stand on his doorstep wondering what am I doing here. Why have I chosen Brad to be the first one I re-connect with? I almost turn to leave, but I realize that I have to start someplace, and it's ridiculous to be afraid of this man. I push the button and wait.
"What will he look like after all these years," I wonder?
The doorbell rings interrupting my thoughts. I wonder, "Who can be calling this early on a Saturday morning?"
I don't look to see who is at the door, but when I open it my heart stops and my breath catches. Katrina, a young woman I thought I would never see again. Her hair, still like fine-spun gold, is cut short making a golden helmet. The crystal blue eyes I remember so well for their laughter, impishness, and intelligence. But there is something more in the eyes. There is an adult awareness as well as a slight sadness. The face is still naked webcam chat with high cheekbones, soft and unblemished skin, but a few tiny lines about the eyes are now visible. A lovely mouth and full lips that I know are oh so kissable. Her clothes are like those I remember from when she was the youngr from down the block live chat with girls bulky sweatshirt over baggy jeans. The clothes prevent an update on her figure, but that is not important. Katrina is here.
Brad stands before me with the doorknob in his hand and a stunned look on his face. At first I think I've made a mistake coming here. Then I realize the look on his face is one of surprise and amazement, not anger. He hasn't changed that much. The rich brown hair has a young more gray in it, but not that much. The tanned face is the same the lines just a young deeper. The brown eyes, wide with surprise at the moment, are the same. I know they are very expressive of his emotions I've seen it. The body is still strong and lean. All together still a very handsome man. I decide to bring him back to reality.
"Hello, Brad." Her voice jolts me.
I realize that I've been holding my breath. I gulp air and reply, "Katrina, what a wonderful surprise."
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I've been gawking like a youngr and completely forgotten my manners. "I'm sorry," I reply, "Please, come in. I was going for coffee. Would you like some?" I step aside for her to pass and close the door.
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