Logan
Evelyn is incredible. The whole time I’m with her, I completely forget what’s bothering me.
She’s funny and very bright. It’s hard to believe that she is so much younger than me. Day turns to evening, and I don’t want to end our time together.
Luckily Evelyn invites me to her place. I love the cozy apartment that she keeps. We sit down on her very comfortable vintage sofa and share a glass of whiskey.
“Logan, I heard about you and Sean. I’m so happy for the two of you.”
I can’t believe she is bringing this up, and that she is happy for me. If I were a woman, I’d probably be all about talking this through- but I’m a man.
“If you don’t mind, I’d rather not talk about it.”
Evelyn’s face turns crimson. I feel guilty for being so brusque with her.
I’m also mad that Evelyn knows what happened. That fact hits me hard. I know that it’s ridiculous to be so upset, but I just can’t help it.
But more and more, I realize that I have feelings for Evelyn and possibly Sean. How did this happen?
“I’m sorry Evelyn for coming down so hard on you. This is all just, well, confusing.”
Evelyn gives me a thoughtful smile. I take her hand.
“It’s okay Logan. I totally understand.”
I pull Evelyn close to me on the sofa. Maybe talking like a woman wouldn’t be bad for me. I have to get things off my chest, or I will explode. Evelyn lays her head on my shoulder. I feel so safe with her.
“It’s ironic that I’ve made my life’s fortune getting people connected. Now that I feel I am connecting with the both of you, it totally freaks me out.”
“It can be hard if you’ve never done it.”
“That’s the truth, I’ve never really had a relationship with anybody. It’s been all about work, work, work.”
“Surely, there have been women in your life?”
I take Evelyn’s hand and squeeze it.
“This is so totally different for me. Sure, I’ve had lots of flings. Girls do interest me.”
“I know, Logan.”
“Well, I just wanted you to know.”
“Love is love. It knows no gender.”
“Isn’t that the truth!”
I’ve heard this phrase often enough, but it never meant anything to me. Now it seems to mean everything.
“I wish that at least during one of those flings, things had gotten serious. Here I am in my thirties, and I’ve never opened up and trusted anyone.”
“But you didn’t have the time.”
“Sure, that’s a big part of it. I never thought that I’d hit it big and become so popular. After that, I never even thought about getting serious with anyone. It’s like I forbid myself to have any fun or connection with anybody.”
“You can’t live forever without love. All the worry and the scariness is worth it, you know because in the end, you have something so awesome.”
“How are you so wise?”