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... to her message. “Hi Gil, what a pleasant surprise it was to hear from you. So sorry I missed your call. I just got out of a meeting. It is ten fifteen. Call my cell when you get the chance. I am stepping out of the office for the rest of the morning. I would love to say hello to you.” I called Victoria’s cell. She answered on the first ring. “Hello.” “Hello Victoria, how are you?” “Gil! Hi, I am well. It’s so nice to hear from you. How are you?” “I am fine. I only have a few minutes to talk. Mondays are always very busy for me,” I explained quickly, “I was wondering if you would be available to meet for lunch one day this week.” There was a short pause before she answered, “Lunch sounds great, but, I am afraid I will be far too busy to meet for lunch anytime soon. I am working on a new contract for a retail development project. I have a very tight deadline.” “Meet me for dinner,” I smiled into the phone. Another short pause before she answered, “I am not sure about dinner. My husband will be leaving for Dallas next week. He’ll be gone for a month and then will be travelling back and forth for at least six more months.” “Breakfast then,” I chuckled into the phone. Victoria laughed and replied, “I still can’t figure out what it is about you that is so different from anyone I have met. You intrigue me, Gil. I can picture you smiling as you talk to me.” “Apologies, Victoria. I have to run. If you are able to meet me anytime soon, please call to let me know. Have a nice day.” “I ...

... will, you have a great day too, Gil. Thank you for calling.” A few days after our phone conversation I received a text message from Victoria, while I was having an early dinner at a restaurant close to my office. Victoria had texted, “Leaving the airport, thought of you and I don’t know why,” with a smiley face at the end of the message. I called Victoria’s cell. “Hello,” she answered. “Hello, Victoria.” “Hi Gil, I hope I didn’t disturb you with my text message.” “You did not disturb me, Victoria. I was very pleased to have received a text from you. Are you able to meet for drinks?” “I haven’t eaten since this morning, Gil. Drinks would put me to sleep,” she laughed. “I have just finished dinner, bad timing for us once again.” A long silence fell between us. Victoria broke the silence and asked, “Perhaps we could meet somewhere and I could grab a quick bite?” She paused a moment and added, “I would like to see you again.” “Name the place, Victoria.” “Great! 1201 Britannia Road West, Yorkshire Arms British Pub,” she excitedly provided me the details of where to meet her. Britannia Road is very close to the airport. I was downtown and close to the expressway. “I am about thirty minutes away from there, see you soon Victoria.” “See you soon, then,” she cheerfully replied. I turned into the parking lot of the pub and spotted Victoria sitting at a table for two, behind the windowed facade. Her hair was dark, wavy and long. When I had met her it was tucked neatly under her hat. She ...