Lunchtime – By Ian Lamberto

Surrounded by the foliage of fall, Charlie and Sarah sat on the only bench in the park still made of wood, the only one that still creaked and cracked when used. They liked the sounds, the way the aged pine reminded them of its presence, the warmth that it kept between its decade-old wrinkles. There was something reassuring about it, something gentle, something that helped sweeten the taste of the peanut butter and strawberry jam sandwiches that they shared.

It was their lunch hour. It was their tradition.

“Nice day today,” said Charlie, as he always did.

“That it is,” responded Sarah, as she always did.

“Busy in the office.”

“The phones won’t stop.”

“Wouldn’t be much work if they did.”

“Suppose not.”

A few moments passed. Birds chirped from above, making their own idle conversation. The trees, ruffled by a cool breeze, released a sampling of golden leaves to the air. And Charlie stared at his half-eaten sandwich resting idly upon its bag.

“I’m leaving,” he stated.

“Okay, bit early though, isn’t it?”

“That’s not what I meant,” Charlie’s leg started to shake. “I’m leaving…tomorrow…for good….”

Sarah took a drink of water from her thermos; this new script was making her restless.

“You’re joking?”

“I’m not.”

“Where will you go?”

“Don’t know.”

“Don’t know?”

“Don’t know.”

Sarah set her sandwich down, her appetite fading.

“Why?”

“Why what?”

“Why are you leaving? Is it the job?”

“No.”

“Is it the city?”

“No.”

“The weather?”

“No,” Charlie lowered his head. “It’s you….”

“Me?” Sarah looked stunned.

Charlie’s mouth opened, dismay passed over his face.

“I’m…I’m sorry…it’s just…,” he stammered.

“Just what?”

“Well, everyday we sit here, right here, and eat our little lunch, and drink our little water, and say nothing…sure we talk, but we never say anything, and I cannot take it anymore.”

Sarah’s shock quickly gave way to anger.

“Wait, that came out wrong,” Charlie raised his hands in defense. “I…I….”

“Yes?”

Charlie returned his gaze to the ground, his heart beating faster than ever before.

“I’m in love with you!” he blurted.

“You are…?” Sarah eyes widened, as her pulse caught up to his.

“Have been for quite a while now….”

“Why didn’t you tell me before?”

“I don’t know,” Charlie shrugged. “I enjoy our time together, I really do…being here, even without the words…I guess I…I guess I didn’t want to lose that….”

“But you’re moving away.”

“Well, um, about that….”

“That wasn’t true, was it?”

“Afraid not.”

“Already lying and we’ve only begun to date.”

Charlie’s face twisted in surprise.

“Date?”

“You hide love a lot better than you detect it,” Sarah smiled.

“You mean…,” for the first time Charlie saw what had been there all along.

And he took her hand, and he stared into her eyes, and she stared into his; and neither moved until the hour had ended.

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Ian Lamberto has been an avid writer for years, but has only recently decided to make the leap towards publication. He currently reside in Buffalo, NY, where, among the strong winds and mountains of snow, Ian is striving to complete a first novel.

16 Comments
  1. Reply
    Robin Windcrest
    March 8, 2009 at 8:09 pm

    This is terrific! I hope to see more from you. Enjoy the snowy weather of Buffalo. 🙂

  2. Reply
    Grace Rudolph
    March 9, 2009 at 8:01 am

    Finish that novel! You have a nice, easy style. I enjoyed your story.

  3. Reply
    Roberta SchulbergGoro
    March 9, 2009 at 10:22 am

    Very excellent dialogue, rhythmical, even poetic — until the banal line and situation: “No,” Charlie lowered his head. “It’s you….”

  4. Reply
    Joshua Scribner
    March 9, 2009 at 10:22 am

    I don’t usually like romance, but I loved this. The story is loaded with feeling and anticipation. The psychology of the characters was realistic, but still interesting. I wanted to follow them into the relationship. I really enjoyed the strings of uninterrupted dialog. Very well done.

  5. Reply
    Dave Hambidge
    March 9, 2009 at 4:20 pm

    You have a very keen ear for dialogue and what is being said, overtly and covertly. Excellent, much enjoyed.

    dave

  6. Reply
    Susan DeCola
    March 9, 2009 at 6:31 pm

    I loved your short story–soft, sweet, moving with great depth. Can’t wait to read more

  7. Reply
    Donna Augunas
    March 9, 2009 at 7:46 pm

    Your story wasw so romantic and I wanted to learn more about their relationship. Good luck on your novel can’t wait to read it

  8. Reply
    Joan Nehme
    March 10, 2009 at 10:13 am

    I can’t wait to read more!!!!!!Job well done…

  9. Reply
    susan ziegler
    March 10, 2009 at 4:30 pm

    Story was wonderful – I loved it. Hope to get a chance to read more. Good luck w/your novel!

  10. Reply
    karen lynch
    March 10, 2009 at 4:33 pm

    I don’t know what to say, Ian………..I have goose bumps! I cant wait to see how this love story unfolds. I am very impressed!!!!!!!! What a way with words you have.

  11. Reply
    Mike Condro
    March 16, 2009 at 7:12 pm

    Nice story, can’t wait to read more

  12. Reply
    Debbie Storsberg
    April 4, 2009 at 1:09 pm

    Lovely! Well done-good luck on your novel! I’ll look forword to it!

  13. Reply
    Tang
    April 10, 2009 at 5:33 am

    it’s great! 🙂

  14. Reply
    Lani
    April 13, 2009 at 9:10 am

    Beautiful dialogue. I can’t wait to read your novel. Your style is easy, seductive and real. Good luck.

  15. Reply
    Roberta SchulbergGoro
    May 25, 2009 at 1:08 pm

    Beautiful story.

  16. Reply
    Editor
    July 14, 2009 at 10:51 pm

    I enjoyed the read. This is a very cute story. It made me all warm and fuzzy inside.
    Great job with the dialogue.

    Raquel

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