Lindsay – Chapter III
In order to not confuse the reader, Lindsay had guy friends, but they were mostly guys who wanted more than friendship, like Martin. Lindsay didn’t trust any of them because she considered their friendship fake. False pretense friendship or fair-weather acquaintances at best. Sometimes she fantasized about meeting someone new and give up her fruitless pursuit of Patrick, but it’s not like she could attend a social function with a guy friend and meet a new guy that way. She was too well-mannered for that. Or maybe just too shy.
She had spent most of her Saturday at the park readings books and journal articles, and now was approaching home. She lived in a small apartment near the train tracks, but she was unemployed for a while so even though the rent was cheap compared to the city’s average, she still struggled. When she arrived, Martin was waiting for her on the doorstep of the building; it was not the first time he did that but she did not considered him a stalker. She liked the attention and she liked him, she also never directly asked him to stop communicating with her. She thought of Martin as the perfect gentleman who would easily respect her wishes had she expressed the want to be left alone.
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| Lindsay's violet flower. Photo by Elena |
Martin – You never replied to my message?
Lindsay – I wanted to, but then I changed my mind.
Martin – May I come in?
Lindsay – Yes, of course.
He was obviously and openly glad that she let him in. In fact, he was a bit worried that she may take it the wrong way and get mad at him. He did not want to be perceived as a stalker, especially to Lindsay. She was very important to him, he treasured their friendship, even though he wanted much more than just being friends, he wanted to be her boyfriend. She knew that, but her heart belonged to another, another who wanted none of it.
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| Lindsay as a Lady. Photo by Elena |
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| Lindsay's witches. Illustration by Elena |
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