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This story was inspired while I was driving home yesterday listening to
The song that inspired it is:
“Vienna” from Linda Eder’s self titled CD
Music by Frank Wildhorn / Lyrics by Gary Berger
Copyright 1990 BMG Records
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(Since no one is using them right now<g>)
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Note: The flashback in this story takes place some time after the flashback
“Partners of the Month” (maybe 1700s-1800s)
by Amanda Berendt
Nick sat at the small table in the corner of the restaurant
window, gazing past the rain streaming down the glass. His thoughts
far away from the time and place where he now sat.
*Watching the rainfall in Vienna
Pictures of another
Years ago, he had sat in a corner of a tiny restaurant
just like this
one, watching a cloaked figure run through the rain across the courtyard.
Entering the door to the establishment, the figure elegantly pushed back
hood of the cloak, revealing a striking young woman with raven black hair.
She looked around briefly, then smiled sadly when her gaze met his.
*From the corner of a small cafe
We watched the world
She approached the table where he sat. He rose to
take her cloak,
then held the chair as she sat down.
“It has been many years, Nicola.” she said quietly as
he resumed his
seat across the table from her.
“Yes, Janette.... too many.” he replied, turning once
more toward the
*Now we sit here the best of strangers
We played the game for all
She touched his hand that rested on the table and he turned
“We did not part on friendly terms.” she said softly meeting
again. “It was not a fit ending to those years we spent.”
*Endless nights in Vienna’s
Take me back
‘Cause in Vienna
- we were poetry
Yes in Vienna
- love was alive*
“Nicola,” she continued, taking his hand in hers. “I did
not mean to
hurt you. I was not used to that much affection - to the depth of your
it scared me.”
“Would you have rather not stayed for as long as you did?”
her, a bit more biting that he should have.
Accepting his tone she answered “Of course not.
I cherished the
years we had together and I do hope someday we will be together again.”
*Watching you watching
our eyes could see
into the dawn
the best time of my life*
The hours passed and no one took much notice of the young
woman sitting in the corner speaking of times long past.
Then much too quickly for Nicholas, Janette turned toward
window. “I must go, it will be dawn soon.” she said with obvious regret.
As she stood, Nicholas held fast to her hand. “Spend
the day here...
“I am sorry, love. I am not ready yet. But
someday, we will be
She wrapped the cloak around her shoulders and smiled.
*We can’t surrender to a feeling
That dance belongs
Their hands touched for another, all too brief moment,
She moved to the door, raised the hood of the cloak over her hair and
stepped out into the rain.
Nicholas returned to his chair and gazed out at the figure
across the empty courtyard.
*Yes I still hear Vienna’s
Take me back again*