Sabrina got divorced from her high school sweetheart, Trevor in her early fifties. Her two children, TJ 28 and Stacey, who just celebrated her 25th birthday, had all finished college and were in respectable jobs, living on their own. Sabrina thought that with the nest being empty, this was the opportune time to do things for herself and accomplished goals she had set but did not achieve because she was taking care of everyone else goals and neglecting her own.
It had been two years to the date when she decided to get her life back on track and start to be happy. After all, she was still young. She wanted a fresh start and a renewed life, so she decided to move from her marital environment to where no one knew her name. She sold the house she was awarded in the divorce settlement, and received enough money to purchase a one-bedroom condominium in New Haven, Connecticut. There she got a job working as a bookkeeper for a small law firm.
Sabrina started hanging out with Jada, her coworker for lunches, and then on Fridays after work for Happy Hour. On this specific Friday, it was Veterans Day. Jada decided to visit a newly opened lounge she heard about off Crown Street. Sabrina was up for the exploration of new places. Besides, it was a holiday and she did not have anyone that needed her companionship. Sabrina was enjoying her adventurous lifestyle. Something she never got to do because she was always with Trevor, and he wouldn’t allow her to go out with her friends.
At the firm, on Fridays, the employees were allowed to wear casual attire. Sabrina got dressed in jeans and a blouse she manipulate off the shoulders as low as she dared. She also was internally looking for a companion, in all her years, she was never alone. Jada would joke about finding her a man, but Sabrina would shrug it off. Sabrina lacks experience in the dating world. She never got the experience of being with another man other than Trevor. For her, this was a bit nerve-racking and outside her comfort zone. But she welcomed the idea.
She drove her Saab into the parking space next to Jada’s sleek black drop-top BMW, turned off the engine, and pulled down the rare view mirror to take a last look at her face. An SUV pulled up next to her, and she heard laughter and chatter coming from the open door. A foot with a pair of jeans and a brown suede-like loafer stepped out of the car, and Sabrina looked up into a face so familiar. Their eyes met and lingered.
… to be continued.