A Tale of Two Legacies

  Chapter 15

  Keith took a break from his programming labors that afternoon. He had learned long ago not to do a lot of coding when his mind wasn’t really on it and right now his mind was on Kayla Sullivan. While he knew very little about her, she had an aura that put her completely apart from his girl friends at college these past four years although she couldn’t be much if any older. He called her.

  “Kayla, this is Keith Watson, the former Academy student from the coffee shop.”

  “Yes, Keith, I remember you, of course. The way you touched my hand, some kind of energy and warmth passed between us. I hope you don’t think I’m a nut of some kind. How are you?”

  “I’m fine, thank you. A man’s word is his bond and I promised you a report on the Jenny slash Clark affair. He called her and they have a get-acquainted coffee date for Tuesday night. He said her telephone voice was fantastic whatever that means. So I guess you win the ‘Cupid of the Year Award’. I was hoping you and I might try something similar; is there a chance you might be interested in a get-acquainted something or other?”

  “Yes, I’d like that. I’m teaching a literature course at the Academy this summer at nine in the morning so I have a fair amount of free time. When and where?”

  “Well, how about lunch tomorrow in the Lucia Dining Room at the Hotel Andaluz downtown say promptly at twelve or I could pick you up somewhere if you prefer?”

  “I have some legal work to take care of downtown. I could do that later in the afternoon. It sounds delightful, Keith. I look forward to it,” said Kayla with genuine eagerness in her voice.

  “I have no idea how familiar you might be with downtown parking, but the restaurant will validate your parking stub if you use the parking structure at Third and Copper. They also have, quotes, free valet parking if you would rather,” prompted Keith.

  “That’s most helpful. I think I’ll try the parking structure. See you then, Keith. Bye for now!”

  From out of nowhere came a bit of Shakespeare to Keith’s mind, ‘Would I were a glove upon that hand that I might touch that cheek’. Keith thought the fates acted in strange and mysterious ways.