Fields of Gold

Scenes from the Second Seat on the Right

Wednesday,  10:00pm
Jeff and Sandi

Jeff: Are going to go to work tomorrow?

Sandi: I don’t know. You?

Jeff: I doubt it.

Sandi: Jet lag’s a bitch. It was fun though, right?

Jeff: (smiling) I had the best time ever.

They kiss.

Sandi: So, do we have to go back to pretending?

Jeff: We don’t have a choice.

Sandi: (nodding) It sucks.

Jeff: Believe me, I’d love to yell ‘I love this woman!’ from the rooftops.

Sandi nods and squeezes his hand.

Sandi: I’m thinking about quitting.

Jeff: NO! You can’t quit. If anyone should it’s me.

Sandi: (laughing) Riiight. You can’t quit and you know it.

Jeff: Yeah. Would you do that for me? I mean, I’m not asking you to do it, but would you?

Sandi: (looks into his eyes) I’d do anything for you. You know that.

They kiss for a while.

Jeff: My stop’s coming up.

Sandi: Want me to get off with you?

Jeff: Better not. We both need a good night’s sleep.

Sandi: (sighs) Yeah, I guess you’re right. Call me in the morning.

Jeff: (kisses her) Sure thing. Good night, Miss Fantasia.

Sandi: Good night Reverend Fisher.

Next stop Thursday September 11th, 8:00am Courtesy of http://lindaghillfiction.com/2014/09/10/10-scenes-from-the-second-seat-on-the-right/

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