Into the excitement of my holiday break came the actual holidays. Natalie actually left to go back east to see her mother and two sisters. I was left to my family and missing Natalie. When she returned from her holiday festivities she showed up wearing the height of 1980s fashions, parachute pants. Someone had given her a pair for Christmas. I can say I never wore parachute pants, but it was because no one ever bought them for me. I am admitting to you and the rest of the blogosphere that seeing Natalie in those pants was what finally sent me over the edge. I could not help myself.
Natalie had been gone for over a week and then one day out of the blue she showed up at my door in her new pants with a trendy multi-zippered vest on and she said she had just come from Eminence MO. On a whim she had taken off in her car and drove on the roads less traveled and found herself in Eminence MO. After Eminence she had come to see me. I think my heart must have skipped a beat as she stood before me all wide eyed and beautiful.
It was a Sunday afternoon and my dad was home watching football. He seemed uncomfortable with Natalie. When she left the room he asked me if I thought she had really went to Eminence. I saw the worried look in his eye. I could only tell him if she said she had been somewhere I believed her. I think that Sunday afternoon, I knew my feelings for her had moved beyond a crush to something deeper and more physical all because of those damned black parachute pants.