resist teasing her friend.
Breezy laughed and shook her head. “You know, I’m kind of glad you heard that on the radio, even if it is embarrassing that I don’t know the man.”
“Why, what’s up?”
“Well, I wanted ask you for a favor,” Breezy said. Susan just looked at her quizzically, so Breezy continued. “Last night, when the DJ read that dedication from SD, I couldn’t believe he was actually thanking me for helping him . How I supposedly did that, I have no idea. I didn’t do anything but cause him grief while he saved my life. I felt bad because I hadn’t gotten a chance to thank him and because of saying what I did about him, so I listened to those songs last night and promised myself to do whatever it takes to find him.
“I was wondering, since Tom owns the radio station, if you would mind calling over there to see if he left his name with the DJ. I know Pearl would probably tell me if I asked, but I don’t want everyone knowing those songs went out to me.
“You know Pearl. She’ll ask me a hundred and one questions about why I’m calling and, by the end of the week, it’ll be all over town that I’m having a mad, passionate affair with a stranger and agreed to marry him without even knowing his name. You’re the only one with the ability to sidetrack her when she gets too nosey and just invents something to gossip about,” Breezy said. Pearl was a busybody in the worst way. Susan could handle people like Pearl a lot better than she could.
“Sure, I’ll call and ask, but I doubt he left his name. They seldom do.”
As Breezy cleaned the kitchen, Susan made the call. Several minutes later, she returned to the kitchen looking puzzled.
“That was odd. That was definitely odd,” Susan stated.
“Why? What did Pearl say?”
“Well, your Guardian Angel didn’t leave his name, just his initials, as always. However, it seems half the women in Indiana have called the station wanting to know who he is.”
“What on earth for?” Breezy asked.
“Pearl said they thought his dedications to you were the most romantic things they’d heard in a long time. The callers basically said that if his Earth Angel didn’t want him, they sure did. At least, that was the gist of most of the calls. They’re even asking to have his dedications replayed on tonight’s show.”
“Well, that’s it. That was my only hope of finding him. What am I supposed to do now?”
“I guess you’ll just have to let him find you.”
“Since I have nothing but a vague memory and his initials to go on, I guess I have no choice. That is, if he ever decides to come back here.” Breezy poured them each a fresh cup of coffee before they resumed their seats at the kitchen table. She stared at the crystal vase full of pink roses.
“What’s on your mind, Breezy?” Susan asked after her silence went on for too long.
“Oh, nothing, I was just thinking about how strange it is that a couple of songs and an unsettling dream could change a person’s mind in just a few short hours.”
“What do you mean?” Susan’s ears perked up attentively.
“Well, first of all, your speech yesterday, Mrs. Princeton’s visit last night, the dream I had, along with those songs, all made me stop and think. It finally hit me just how close I came to actually dying. It made me realize how ridiculous I’ve been acting about SD. Even if he wasn’t around to hear it, I know I was hateful.
“Plus, he was thanking me for helping him. I just can’t get over that. Now, I’ll probably never see or hear from him again. I’ll never get a chance to let him know just how much his being there meant to me.”
“I’m sure he knows, Breezy. You’ll see him again someday, I’m certain of it,” Susan added comfortingly. “Why don’t you tell me about your dream? It had to be pretty upsetting if it changed your mind from yesterday.”
Breezy explained the dream she’d had after Mrs. Princeton left the night before.
“…But,
Breezy laughed and shook her head. “You know, I’m kind of glad you heard that on the radio, even if it is embarrassing that I don’t know the man.”
“Why, what’s up?”
“Well, I wanted ask you for a favor,” Breezy said. Susan just looked at her quizzically, so Breezy continued. “Last night, when the DJ read that dedication from SD, I couldn’t believe he was actually thanking me for helping him . How I supposedly did that, I have no idea. I didn’t do anything but cause him grief while he saved my life. I felt bad because I hadn’t gotten a chance to thank him and because of saying what I did about him, so I listened to those songs last night and promised myself to do whatever it takes to find him.
“I was wondering, since Tom owns the radio station, if you would mind calling over there to see if he left his name with the DJ. I know Pearl would probably tell me if I asked, but I don’t want everyone knowing those songs went out to me.
“You know Pearl. She’ll ask me a hundred and one questions about why I’m calling and, by the end of the week, it’ll be all over town that I’m having a mad, passionate affair with a stranger and agreed to marry him without even knowing his name. You’re the only one with the ability to sidetrack her when she gets too nosey and just invents something to gossip about,” Breezy said. Pearl was a busybody in the worst way. Susan could handle people like Pearl a lot better than she could.
“Sure, I’ll call and ask, but I doubt he left his name. They seldom do.”
As Breezy cleaned the kitchen, Susan made the call. Several minutes later, she returned to the kitchen looking puzzled.
“That was odd. That was definitely odd,” Susan stated.
“Why? What did Pearl say?”
“Well, your Guardian Angel didn’t leave his name, just his initials, as always. However, it seems half the women in Indiana have called the station wanting to know who he is.”
“What on earth for?” Breezy asked.
“Pearl said they thought his dedications to you were the most romantic things they’d heard in a long time. The callers basically said that if his Earth Angel didn’t want him, they sure did. At least, that was the gist of most of the calls. They’re even asking to have his dedications replayed on tonight’s show.”
“Well, that’s it. That was my only hope of finding him. What am I supposed to do now?”
“I guess you’ll just have to let him find you.”
“Since I have nothing but a vague memory and his initials to go on, I guess I have no choice. That is, if he ever decides to come back here.” Breezy poured them each a fresh cup of coffee before they resumed their seats at the kitchen table. She stared at the crystal vase full of pink roses.
“What’s on your mind, Breezy?” Susan asked after her silence went on for too long.
“Oh, nothing, I was just thinking about how strange it is that a couple of songs and an unsettling dream could change a person’s mind in just a few short hours.”
“What do you mean?” Susan’s ears perked up attentively.
“Well, first of all, your speech yesterday, Mrs. Princeton’s visit last night, the dream I had, along with those songs, all made me stop and think. It finally hit me just how close I came to actually dying. It made me realize how ridiculous I’ve been acting about SD. Even if he wasn’t around to hear it, I know I was hateful.
“Plus, he was thanking me for helping him. I just can’t get over that. Now, I’ll probably never see or hear from him again. I’ll never get a chance to let him know just how much his being there meant to me.”
“I’m sure he knows, Breezy. You’ll see him again someday, I’m certain of it,” Susan added comfortingly. “Why don’t you tell me about your dream? It had to be pretty upsetting if it changed your mind from yesterday.”
Breezy explained the dream she’d had after Mrs. Princeton left the night before.
“…But,
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