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My Worst Date Ever- bump on my head and pain in my side, but I told him I was okay. It
was pitch dark, I didn’t know exactly where we were, and we didn’t
have cell phones at that time. What else could we do but hitchhike?
The Mechanic I must have faded out for a while, because the next thing I knew,
I was in the backseat of a white Cadillac; David was in the front,
talking to the man driving. I felt a little relief, thinking that I would be
going to the hospital, or at least home.
By Linda Mullin When we were dropped off at the service station (where David
worked) I was not feeling well at all. As I climbed into the station’s
tow-truck, I figured I could rest my eyes until he got me home. It
was already 2:30 in the morning, and I wasn’t going to be in good
David had dark wavy hair, chocolate brown eyes, and a great shape for work.
smile. He also had a full time job and a brand new car. After being When I opened my eyes again, we were back on that dark road
introduced by a mutual friend, I thought I had hit the jack pot when where this had all started. I looked at David with disbelief. He
he asked me out. He picked me up at eight o'clock on a Friday explained that as long as we were in the tow-truck, we could pull up
evening. We were going to a little country western bar in Auburn, his wrecked vehicle before the people whose yard it was in, woke
N.Y., about twenty miles from my home. I was a little apprehen- up and completely flipped.
sive at first, not knowing much about country music. David was

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very charming though, and even taught me a few dance steps. And there was the vehicle, lying on its side, the windshield
We talked, laughed, and even danced a little, and I finally relaxed smashed where apparently I had hit it. We first had to right the car
enough to really enjoy myself. As we both had to work the next day, and as David winched it up to the embankment, I had to get in and
we decided to leave around one a.m. help steer.
We held hands in the parking lot, and I decided that if he asked, I After dropping off the wreck, he took me to an all night restaurant
was most definitely going to see him again. We drove home on the and poured coffee into me: He was afraid to let me fall asleep with
back roads; since we were both from small towns and knew them a head injury. He finally drove me home at around five-thirty in the
all. morning. As we sat in the front of my house, he explained that while
We talked about our jobs and families, and when he asked me to he really did like me a lot-maybe it wasn’t the right time for us to
sit closer to him, I scooted right over and let his arm drape over my date. As I got out of the tow-truck, he put his hand on my arm. “That
shoulders. After about ten minutes of driving, he turned his head to was one hell of a kiss,” he said with a smile.
offer me a kiss. Caught up in the moment, I began to kiss him back. I went to work the next day with three cracked ribs, a bruised shoul-
The next thing I remember, I was sitting alongside a two lane coun- der, and a concussion. To this day I still wish I could remember that
try road. David was standing over me, asking if I was alright. I had a kiss.