Somewhere Between Falling by Erica Cope EPUB & PDF – eBook Details Online
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- Authors: Erica Cope
- Language: English
- Genre: contemporary romance
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It started with a green balloon.
I was sitting on a wooden park bench, clasping a to-go cup of coffee in
my gloved hands. It was still too hot to drink, so I just sat there watching
the steam mixing with my own breath. It smelled like snow, and I found
myself staring up into the sky waiting for the first flakes to fall and change
the color of the world.
I never figured out where the balloon came from. Probably a small child
lost hold of the string and was in tears over losing his new toy. It floated up
through the bare trees, catching just at the top of the branches. I watched the
wind tug and pull on that green balloon until, finally, it made its second
escape of the day. I continued watching it rise higher and higher in the early
morning sky until it was no more than a pinprick in the distance.
At that moment, though it sounds crazy, I found myself envying that
balloon.
I lowered my gaze to my still steaming cup of coffee and dared a small
sip, letting the warm liquid slide down my throat. I opened the book I
brought to keep me company and then I waited some more.
It seemed I was always waiting for him.
A stranger sat down on the bench beside me. It wasn’t unusual. After all,
it was a public park. Usually, it was little old ladies who had come to feed
the birds or knit a sweater. Sometimes it was a graying man taking a break
from walking his yappy little dog to read the paper. Other times it was a
young mother just needing a spot to rest after chasing her wildly
rambunctious toddler, but today it was a guy with a book and a cup of
coffee as well. He appeared to be about my age, maybe a year or two older,
but, of course, looks can be deceiving and he very well could have been
middle-aged. Wasn’t that a thing? Men growing older more gracefully than
women? He had a mess of dark hair, and he obviously hadn’t shaved in at
least a day or two. But I had always liked a bit of scruff, so I wasn’t put off
by it. How funny that we both chose the same bench with our twin to-go
cups and hardbound books today.
He caught me staring at him, so I quickly averted my eyes back to the
open book on my lap.
“Harry Potter?” he asked.
“Excuse me?”
“Are you reading Harry Potter?” he asked again, smiling crookedly at
me. Definitely not middle-aged, I thought.
“Um, no. It’s Henry James.” I narrowed my eyes.
“Ah, close.” He chuckled quietly, and I couldn’t help but smile at the
sound of it.
I checked my watch.
He was now thirty minutes late.
I wondered why I kept doing this to myself. Why I thought he was worth
waiting for when he obviously didn’t consider me important enough to ever
show up on time was completely beyond me.
“There’s a hole-in-the-wall bookstore a few blocks south from here. I
always find my best treasures there. Once I found a first-edition copy of
Leaves of Grass.”
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