Tuesday Tales - Wish

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It took Alexandra a few days to assess Billy’s proposition on Christmas Eve. She had gotten lost in the moment and didn’t take the time to think about it before responding. When Billy left Christmas night, she second guessed her decision.

Something didn’t add up. The one thing that bothered her was his reluctantly to talk much about his past. Billy never spoke about the restaurants that he worked as head chef for the past fifteen years. Mmm, let me see.

Alexandra opened her Mac Book and went to Google, where she typed in Billy Davidson. Before hitting go, she tapped her foot on the oak floor. The past nine months had been flawless. Billy did everything perfect down to bringing her roses or a box of dark chocolate every Saturday night when he picked her up for their night on the town. It never dawned on her why he didn’t work on one of the busiest nights of the week.

Go. In a split second there were thousands of results. Go ahead, narrow it down. Don’t be afraid. Alexandra bit her upper lip and typed Billy Davidson, Staten Island, New York. Go. The screen flicked and there were only seven results.

Alexandria’s eyes quickly scrolled down the list, which only showed white pages and classmates.com. Strange. If Billy were a big shot chef, his name would have shown up somewhere. Hmm, let me go into classmates. After scrolling through all the high schools in Staten Island, she came up empty. Something was definitely wrong. If it weren’t Christmas break, she would have called the schools herself.

Picking up the house phone, she called her friend Dee and explained the situation. All Dee needed was his license plate number. Dee said she’d get back to her as soon as she got the information. And that’s where Alexandra stood. Waiting for Dee to fill in the pieces Billy omitted. But the question was why? Why would he lie to her?

Alexandra’s questions were about to be answered. When Dee showed up at her house instead of calling, she knew something was wrong.

“Hey.” Dee gave her a hug and air kiss. “Merry Christmas. I figured it easier to come by and bring your present.” Dee handed her a medium size gift box wrapped in read and white striped paper. “And please, a cup of coffee. Damn is it freezing out there.”

“It’s eleven degrees. Why would you expect a summer a summer day in December.”

“No, but not this shit.” Dee took off her full length mink coat and threw it over the dining room chair.

Alexandra grabbed the coffee mugs and a tray of cookies and carried them into the living room. Along the way she took Dee’s present off the mantel.

“Here you go. At least this year it isn’t two months late.”

“What can I say? I’m a busy girl.”

“Did you make the sale on Hanover Place?”

“Not yet. Just waiting for the mortgage to be approved. I’m hoping to hear right after the holidays.”

Stop stalling. Ask her before you drive yourself crazy. In stead Alexandra said, “Let’s open our presents. I know you’re going to love yours.”

Dee opened her box and pulled out the new I-phone. “Thank you.” She blew her a kiss. “You shouldn’t have.”

“I know you wanted it.” And like a little kid she giggled, “My turn.” Alexandra ripped at the paper and held the new Amazon Fire.”

“It’s fully loaded with all your favorite authors.”

“Thank you,” Alexandra smiled.

“Welcome.” Reaching over Dee lifted Alexandra’s diamond heart necklace. “Nice and heavy. Love the diamonds.”

“That was my gift from Billy along with the restaurant thing.”

“I’m sorry, but I can’t say I have good news for you.”

Alexandra’s heart beat fast. Fear settled in and she started taking deep breaths. Her worst nightmare was about to unravel, she felt it in her heart.

“Go ahead. Tell me. Don’t hold back.”

“I won’t. But there isn’t much to go on. There is no record of Billy working in any restaurant except for a tiny café down in Saint George.”

“Are you sure?”

“Absolutely. There is no record of him working anywhere else. On a good note, he doesn’t have a rap sheet and has only got one traffic violation getting zapped by the camera on Clove Road.”

“I don’t get it. Why would he lie and say he worked in restaurants throughout Manhattan?”

“That you will have to ask him. I wish I could give you more information.”

“Thank you. I am going to ask him. First thing tomorrow morning.”

“Why not tonight?”

“I need to think about this. Figure out how I’d like to handle this.”

“Just do me a favor.”

“And that is?”

“Give him a chance. Don’t go off the deep end without giving him a chance to explain.” Dee stood and grabbed her coat off the chair. “I have to show a house on the other side of town in a half hour. Call me after you speak to Billy. And remember, let him explain.”

Alexandra walked her to the door. She didn’t want to believe Billy could have lied to her, but it was possible. “Thanks for stopping by.”

“Enjoy your Kindle.”

With that, Dee was gone, leaving Alexandra alone to drown in her thoughts. More than likely she’d drive herself crazy before she spoke to Billy, but for the time being, she had to have a game plan. The biggest question would be why he lied to her, making himself to be the big time chef working at five star restaurants.

Lifting her cell phone she sent Billy a text, asking him to stop by in the morning around ten. Before giving him a chance to call her, she turned off her phone. She needed to spend the rest of the night figuring out what she wanted to do.