Elena didn’t know what drew her to the little blue cottage, but she was intrigued by it the first time she saw it. She had been in Ireland for a week now and was in love with the land. She was glad she had another week to spend here, but knew she wouldn’t be ready to leave when next week ended.
She hadn’t seen anyone outside of the cottage the many times that she had walked by it, but there was obviously someone living there. Someone had to be taking care of the flowers.
Today she had stopped and waited. Waiting for what she didn’t know, but she couldn’t rid herself of the strange sensation that she was supposed to be there. Her eyes widened as the door slowly opened. A tall man walked out. He had black hair that looked as soft as velvet, with ringlets around his ears. He looked at Elena and all she could do was stare. HIs eyes smiled at her, but he had a slightly confused look on his face.
“May I help you?” he asked.
What was she supposed to say, how did she explain the reason for standing right outside his house?
“Are you lost?”
Elena tried to compose herself. “Umm… No… I.. I am fine.. thanks. ” she replied feeling her hands sweating.
Why couldn’t she make her legs move, she had to look like such a fool.
“You have pretty flowers.” she said.
He smiled, “Thank you! My Mom loves flowers, so I try to keep them blooming for her.”
“Oh, so this is your Mom’s house?” As soon as she uttered the words, she wanted to smack herself in the head. What business of hers was it as to whose house it was. Why did she say that?”
“Well have a nice day, I have to get going.” and with those words Elena walked away, not turning back to see that the man with the velvety hair was watching her as she walked down the path.
She kept muttering to herself while walking. If his Mom lived there, did he too? Did his wife live there with them, did he have a wife, and why did she care if he had a wife, she didn’t even know the guy!”
For the rest of the day she tried to busy herself with more sightseeing, but her mind never wandered too far from the little blue cottage.
She didn’t go back the next day, she couldn’t bring herself to do it, not after making a fool of herself. Letting 3 days pass, she couldn’t wait any longer. Her curiosity took her down the path to the little blue cottage, would the man with the velvety soft ringlets still be there?
Her breath caught, he was there! He was outside watering the flowers. Turning around he spotted her. She had told herself she would only stand there for a few seconds, but it had been a few seconds too long.
“Hello! We meet again.” he said, this time with a twinkle in his eye.
“HI! I am Elena, and your flowers are so pretty.” She felt her face growing hot, realizing she had already told him that when she was here before.
” Nice to meet you, my name is Conner. Could I interest you in a cool drink. It’s getting hot out here. Would you like to go to the Cafe?”
Elena’s heart thumped faster. “Sure, that would be nice.”
“Great, I will be right out. Just give me a minute.” and he walked back inside.
He came back out quickly and they walked down the path to the Cafe.
“And that my dear daughter , is how I met your Dad.”
“But you can’t end the story there, I want to hear more, 12 year old Sonya said.
Elena reached over and wrapped her fingers around Conner’s ringlets. “And he still has velvety soft hair.” she said, as Conner leaned over and gave her a kiss.