numbers are letters and they mean something. |
Raul waved at me from afar as I stood on the porch, waving back. Then he did something I did not understand. He rose his right hand towards me and lifted one finger. Then he raised four fingers and, finally, three fingers. “1-4-3? Huh?” I said out loud. He didn’t hear me and so he took off in his car before I could ask what he meant. Next time I see him, I thought. A few hours later he text me what I wanted for dinner. “I’m not sure,” I text back. “Let me know soon.” Raul responded. Then a few minutes later he text me “143.” I frowned. I needed to know soon. Best to ask him face to face, I thought. We ended up ordering Chinese food for dinner. As we sat on the couch I spoke: “We have a problem.” “What is that?” Raul asked as he bit into his food. “What does 1-4-3 mean? I’m confused.” I watched Raul as he munched on his food, staring at me. Almost as if he was contemplating on what to say next. Then he said: “Are you sure you want to know? I chuckled nervously and nodded. Raul straighten up, reached for my hands, looked into my eyes and said: “One stands for ‘I.’ Four stands for ‘l-o-v-e.’ and three stands for y-o-u. ” I felt my stomach do a flip flop, my heart suddenly racing. Did he say what I thought he said? “Are you saying that you love me?” He laughed and nodded. “Really?” I said with excitement. “Yes, really, really.” I cried out in happiness as I wrapped my arms around his neck and kissed him. Nothing would ever be the same. word count:286 |