After talking for about fifteen minutes, about what she was doing in school, Traci glanced up to see that Nana had fallen asleep. Traci knew that she should be upset with her great grandmother, but she loved the old woman dearly. She was almost eighty years old, after all. Since she lived in the same town as Traci and her parents, Traci had become very close to her. They saw each other at least once a week, if not more often.
Traci did not want to disturb Nana’s sleep, so she went into another room and turned on the television, with the volume turned down low. As she clicked through the channels, looking for something worthwhile to watch, she stopped suddenly, when she saw that the movie; “Romantic Rendezvous was on. She did not really like the movie that much, but one of the main actors in it, was the teen heartthrob; ‘Douglas Hunter’. Traci had been mesmerized by him since he made his first movie five years earlier, at the young age of twelve.
Traci had seen every one of Doug Hunter’s movies, each more than once. Even though she thought he was very cute, she noticed that his acting was not as good in the later movies.
As Traci watched ‘Romantic Rendezvous’, she imagined herself as his leading lady. She was lost in her daydreaming, when Nana walked into the room. Mrs. Turner had to call Traci’s name twice, before she looked up, somewhat embarrassed.
“That must be a really good movie,” Loretta said to her great granddaughter. “You seemed miles away.” As Loretta sat down on the couch beside Traci, she asked; “What’s the movie about?”
“Oh, it’s just a teen romance movie,” said Traci. “It’s not really that good. I was just about to turn it off.”
“Nonsense,” said Loretta, “Let me see what your generation considers romance these days.”
A few minutes later, the leading man came onto the screen. Loretta let out a gasp. “Why, that’s Douglas,” she said. “My, he has grown into quite a handsome young man.”
Traci just sat there, stunned, for a moment. Then, she asked; “You know Doug Hunter?”
“Well, I haven’t seen him for about six years or so,” said Loretta, “but, I’d know those eyes anywhere. He is the great grandson of Alice Jordan, one of the ladies in my bridge club.”
Traci saw her chance, and jumped at it. “Do you think that you could arrange for me to meet him?” she asked.
“I think that I could arrange that,” said Loretta.
Then, Traci panicked and added; “But, could you make it so that I casually bump into him? I do not want him to think that I am one of his love crazed fans.”
Loretta got the picture and winked at Traci. “Leave it to me,” she said.
A few days later, Traci got a call from Nana. “I am going to have tea with my good friend, Alice on Saturday, “she told Traci. “Would you like to accompany me? It’s possible that her great grandson will be visiting at that time.” Loretta heard a loud thud, and asked; “Traci, are you okay?”
“Sorry, Nana,” said Traci. I dropped the phone. Thank you so much.
“Does that mean that you will go with me?” asked Loretta.
“Yes, yes, yes!” said Traci.
On Saturday morning, Loretta arrived to pick up Traci. Traci had a container in her arms. “What do you have there, Traci?” asked Loretta.