Название: Our Father's Generation
Автор: F. M. Worden
Издательство: Ingram
Жанр: Исторические любовные романы
isbn: 9781927360491
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All this time, Allie was giving me a big beautiful smile. My heart was gone. She told her Daddy, “He’s hungry and needs a place to sleep tonight.”
“Take him to the diner. It’s on me. He can have the cot in the office for tonight.”
“Thank you, sir.”
He said, “Call me Jack, Tom, everybody calls me Jack.”
Allie grabbed me by the arm and said, “Come on, Tom, my cars outside.” She led me outside to a 1934 Ford Roadster; it was yellow with black fenders, what a beauty. She slipped into the driver’s seat. I ran around, opened the door and climbed in beside her. Off we went in a cloud of dust. How could I be so lucky to meet this beautiful girl? And a pilot, too!
With the top down, the wind made her hair swirl around her face, reminding me of pictures of the females I had seen in history books of the Roman Empire. Her looks were outstanding. I couldn’t take my eyes off her, she is one beautiful woman.
In about a mile, we turned into a diner’s parking lot. The diner was an old train car. Inside, everyone gave Allie a big hello. She must have known all the people who were eating there. She had all the men’s attention in that diner, I’ll tell ya. She told me that she, her daddy and all his work men ate here all the time.
We sat at a two-place table by the front window. Facing this beauty, I was captured completely. I hung on her every word. She had the sexiest voice I had ever heard. I was gone, I had fall-n in love with this girl. In high school, I never had time for girls and really didn’t care for them at all. Most were a pain, if you get my drift.
A shapely young blonde came to take our order. This girl had a big friendly smile and I could see she had an interest in me. How could I be so lucky? I could see Allie didn’t take kindly of this blonde’s attention. Allie told her to take our order, “Quit make-n eyes at my boyfriend.” That made my day. The little gal took our orders and took off in a huff, I watched her go and I was smiling at her as she went. She stopped and smiled back at me and I gave her a wave.
Allie made a noise, cleared her throat and said, “I’m still here.”
“Yes, you are,” I said.
She put out both her hands to me across the table and I put mine in hers. She pulled me to her a little and said, “Tom, I hope you and I become an item around here.” Wow! She liked me. She told me as soon as she became a pilot the boys quit asking for dates. “I intimidate them doing something that they don’t.”
I told her I could see how that could be. “All boys like to be manly, if you know what I mean?”
She nodded her head yes. I pulled her as close as I could and proceeded to kiss her lightly on her red lips. Boy-O-boy, she kissed back and we got a big hand from the people in the diner.
I got a big juicy hamburger to eat and a Nehi orange soda to drink. She had some kind of seafood. When we left, I didn’t see the little blonde girl again.
In the car, she asked if I would like to go see a movie. I, of course, said, “Yes.” I wanted to prolong my time with her as long as possible. We went to a movie house and saw the Marx Brothers in {A Day at the Races.} At least I think I saw the movie. We sat in the last row and I want-a tell ya I couldn’t take my eyes off her. How many times I kissed and hugged her I couldn’t tell ya, but it was very much, she was very receptive to my advances.
She drove me back to the airport and showed me where the cot was in the office. Then she left. I want-a tell ya, I didn’t get much sleep that night; Allie was on my mind all night. I finally fell asleep around four a.m.
At 6 a.m., she shook me awake, sat on the edge of the cot and said, “Tom, will you marry me?”
Holy Cow! I blurted out, “I sure will.”
About that time, her daddy came in and she told him she wanted to marry me. He didn’t take that very well. He told both of us, “NO!” Then he said, “If you two are still in a marrying mood a year from now, you got my blessing.” That seemed fair to me.
As I flew back home that day, I vowed to never say a word about Allie to anyone at home. I was the guy who never dated girls; I was truly in love with Allie. Frank and Al would make all kinds of fun about me being in love.
I considered myself the luckiest guy in the world. I could fly and I had just met my dream girl.
Chapter 2
My Girl Allie
At home the very next week, I had a charter to El Paso, Texas for a businessman and his companion, a lady friend. They stayed overnight and I flew them back home. There was a lot going on in the back seat, I couldn’t see but I heard a lot of laughing and strange noises. The guy tipped me well and told me to keep mum, if ya know what I mean.
The next weeks really dragged while I was waiting for my return trip to San Diego. The day finely came. I had purchased a new flying outfit, boots, pant boots, the spitting image of a pilot of the times. I was a happy young guy singing to myself all the way to San Diego, I sang ever love song I could remember.
At San Diego, I circled the airport several times, just to let Allie know I was arriving. I set the bird down as gently as a mother caressing her baby.
Before I could taxi to a tie down spot, Allie was running along beside my ship, waving with both hands. She was in my arms before the prop stopped spinning. We sat in the plane talking, hugging and kissing for most of an hour that day. I got to tell ya, I felt I was the luckiest guy in the whole world to have this beauty in love with me.
After greeting all the people at the airport, Jack wasn’t there; Allie and I went to get a bite to eat at the Diner, the little blond gal took our order. She said, “I think Allie is in love with you, she talks about ya all the time.”
“I hope so.” That made me happy.
The little gal said, “If you have any doubts, look me up.” She gave me a big smile and walked away.
Allie didn’t take kindly to the girl’s advances. “She’s got some nerve trying to steal my boyfriend. Right here in front of me.”
I said, “Haw, she’s just teasing and making conversation.”
Allie was mad. “She better watch out and so should you.”
I laughed and told her. “No one can ever take your place.”
She put out both her hands to me, I gave her mine. She pulled me over the top of the table to give me a big wonderful wet kiss on my lips.
That evening we took in a movie show at the Bee-U Theater. The movie was King Kong. Allie acted scared and held onto me all thru the show, I knew she was kidding. A gal who can fly like she can is not going to let a silly movie freak her out.
Later in the car she told me she wanted to hold on to me as she said she was in love. She said she wanted to make sure I was for real.
Back at the airport office Smiling Jack was there. We talked late into the night. Jack told about barnstorming around the country and how he had worked for Hollywood СКАЧАТЬ