Carol


	Memories \| home Past Loves Carol In 1993, I was working at Bellsouth.. in te e'ening s'ift, an I dinna get a c'ance te see most people t'at worked te morning, or afternoon s'ift, ot'er t'an te say 'ello or goodbye.. But one day t'at c'anged... for some ungodly reason, tis w'at I t'ought at te time, m' sc'edule 'ad me coming in, at 10am, te work til 6pm, an it was a big c'ange... G come te find out.. a very good c'ange.. Carol sat accross from me, in 'er ripped denim jacket 'er 'air all messed up from te 'eadset t'at we were doomed te wear fer years, an s'e looked at me, an asked, if I played te lottery... L I said yeah.. but t'at I 'adnt gotten tickets for te week t'at was just drawn.... we talked a bit, an smiled an ggld wit' eac' ot'er, w'ile doin our jobs, but at 4pm, s'e was due te leave... it came te fast... s'e was getting ready te leave, an smiled at me, an said... wis' me luck..t'at s'e was gonna go c'eck 'er numbers... I flas'ed 'er a smile an said, if ye win.. come back an get me, 'ide me in ye trunk, an take me wit' ye.... ye know.. ye say t'ings like t'at, an dinna really mean t'em w'en t'ey are said, but G s'e took t'em te 'eart... s'e 'ad 'it 5 o 6 numbers, an walked back inte da office rig't at 6pm.... grabbin m' coat, an tellin me te get in 'er truck... t'at we were goin out... VBS we spent te next 4 years t'get'er... virtually inseperable from eac' ot'er... bot' at work, an at 'ome... an in more t'an a few ways, I still love 'er... we ne'er 'ad a c'ance te fully finis' t'ings t'at were started..... 'er family called from Mississippi, an off s'e went... ne'er te return.