In The Arms of An Angel
Chapter 13
Shane has been lying in bed all day. The trip back home really worn him out
but it was well worth it. So what if his trip was cut short? So what if he
was pissed with Ronan at first for asking him to come home? All that's
forgotten. He met Gaby and that was the most important thing of all. "Gaby,"
he mouthed softly, a smile playing on his thin lips. The image of her oval
shaped face flashed in his mind. Her cropped dark hair that stuck out in
front, her finely arched brows that emphasized her almond-shaped dark brown
eyes, her straight nose with a tiny mole on the left side of the bridge, and
her full lips that lacked color made him smile in delight. I wish I had had
the balls to ask for her mobile number, he thought remorsefully. But no, I
chickened out and opted not to.
He rolled over, stomach-down, his chin cradled in his arms. "Will I ever
see her again?" Sligo isn't that big but looking for a person you've only
met once is like looking for a needle in the haystack. But he'd do whatever
it takes. He wanted to be near her, to hear her merry tales, to take care of
her. Take care of her, the last phrase echoed in his mind.
Shane pictured Gaby telling him, "I've cancer. Brain tumor, actually." A
painful look crossed his face. She could be dying, he thought sadly. And I
want to be there for her for whatever she wants. I think I'm in love with her!
He bolted right up. "I'm in love with her?" he said aloud, surprised as
well at what he had just contemplated upon. "How can I be in love with her?
I don't know her that well! This can't be love!" It felt unsettling feeling
this way. It was weird but in a happy weird way. He liked the fluttering in
his stomach when he thinks of her.
"ARGH!" he screamed. "Tomorrow," he firmly stated, "I'm going to look for
her no matter what it takes!"