It Happened Right There

“What’s your name?” she asked.  “I know your music but what is-”

“Steven Curtis Chapman.”

“No,” she grinned, “I know his face.  I know your face too but I can’t remember-”

“Shaun,” I said, blushing.

“Yes!  Shaun Groves!  I’ve seen you before but never had the guts to – but I saw you here and I just had to-”

“What’s your name?” I asked, and she told me and then she told me how much a song of mine meant to her years ago when she’d first heard it.  She was a “new Christian” back then and she didn’t know much Christian music but a friend had given her my CD and it meant a lot to her.

I introduced her to Becky.  I didn’t want her to think I was there by myself. We were running an errand at the end of a date – together.

And then there was more talk about music and God and with every word she spoke I felt my face getting more and more red.  I didn’t know what to do with my hands or what to say or how to stand.  Get yourself together, man! I kept thinking, but I just couldn’t.

Becky blushed as well and eventually wandered off slowly, pretending to be interested in something around the corner until finally the conversation slowed to an awkward pause, I thanked the lady for her kind words and we parted ways. 

Right there in the Valentine’s Day lingerie section of the Super Target. 

Right there among the red bras and panties. 

Right.

There.

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