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I pick out a nice short-sleeve shirt and khaki shorts after my shower then stand in front of the mirror to inspect my appearance. We didn’t discuss where we were going to eat, but I should be safe with what I picked out. This is what happens when you’ve been single for far too long—I literally have no sense of fashion whatsoever. Mom never let dad go anywhere if he wasn’t presentable, so if there’s something I need to do differently, hopefully Tori will let me know.
I decide to forego the ball cap this time and pray the rain doesn’t mess my hair up too bad. The weather may suck today, but I wouldn’t miss this opportunity to spend time with Tori.
Tori is standing on the front porch already waiting for me as soon as I pull in. Wearing an ankle-length flowing dress, it’s hard for me to take my eyes off her. I’d love to be able to tell my best friend right now how adorable she looks. For so long, Tori was like a shadow hiding in the corner. Maybe she’s starting to come alive again.
I leave the truck running and jump out to help her with the huge umbrella she’s using. Seriously, it’s big enough for five people to use.
“Where the heck did you find that thing?” I ask as soon as we’re both inside the truck.
“I use it on the days I have to do the drop-off and pick-up car rider lines at school. The kids don’t do so well with umbrellas and this one is perfect for getting them back and forth.”
“Yeah, I imagine it would be difficult for the kids, especially with their backpacks and lunchboxes.” Tori has always cared deeply for her students. Kyle used to tell me how she was always baking things to take with her to school or about the books she was picking up at the thrift stores. No doubt, Tori is going to make a great mother, when she decides to have kids…and get married again.
I’m not sure how I’ll feel when that day comes, but I’ll be happy for her none the less.
“Most parents don’t even send them with a rain jacket, so this big ‘ol thing does come in handy.” She fastens her seatbelt then places her hands in her lap.
“How’s your foot?” I ask.
“I think it’s going to be okay. I put a new bandage on when I got out of the shower. Hopefully, it won’t come off with these sandals I’m wearing. Although with this rain, I probably should’ve worn some sneakers.
“You look nice, Tori,” I blurt right unexpectedly.
She doesn’t say anything at first and I wonder if I’ve made a mistake by complimenting her. When I turn to look out the window and sneak a glance her way, her face doesn’t show she’s upset so maybe that’s a good thing.
Finally, she responds to my comment. “Thank you. I feel kind of pretty too.”
