Kendon and I continued to e-mail through the summer. As our techno-friendship grew, the motive to impress lessened and the hope to really meet increased. We planned that once I came back to Rexburg we would make that happen.
And so, the first weekend in August, I arrived.
I spent the weekend unpacking, preparing for my first days of student teaching, enjoying the quiet before my roommates arrived back in town the next week, and of course, I spent my fair share of time thinking about Kendon. I wondered how long it would take for him to call me. Would he really call me? What would we do for our first date? Does he really look like his picture? Is he as entertaining in person as he is through e-mail? Why am I thinking about him so much? I've never even met the guy. Will I meet the guy? Will I like the guy? I could go on. Instead, I'll continue with the story.
Monday afternoon, my best friend from high school, Camilla arrived back in town. After she took a year off from school, we were going to be roommates again. I was so excited to have her back in Rexburg and just couldn't wait for all the fun and adventures we were sure to have together begin.
Little did I know, I wouldn't have to wait long.
That night we decided to go to dinner. We headed over to the New York Burrito ( I know this because I wrote it in my journal. I didn't happen to document what I ate though!) and we also made a Walmart run. You can't start a new semester of school without going to Walmart first. And now that I am a local here, I refuse to go to Walmart any time during the first week school starts. It is a zoo. Anyhow, we went to Walmart.
And on the way home it happened.
Waiting at a stop light on 2nd East, across from the Maverik and Adam's Elementary, I saw him. HIM! Stopped kiddy corner from us, in his Madison County Sheriff's Office Tahoe, wearing a black ball cap, and his police man's uniform, was Kendon. Before I could get a good/long enough look or point him out to anyone else in the car, his light turned green and he was gone. Gone. And yet, I did get a good enough look at him to know he was handsome and my heart was pounding and I wanted to see him again.
Screaming and giggling and hyperventilating, we went home.
We had not been home long before Camilla realized this just would not do. I had seen him but she hadn't. She wanted to see him and being the best friend that she is, she wanted me to see him AGAIN!
She had a plan. And the plan was this. We would simply hunt him down.
How hard could it be? Rexburg isn't that big, we knew he was out there somewhere. We'd find him. And so, as quickly as we had arrived home, we left again. We were on a mission.
I don't remember how long we drove around and around and around Rexburg. But I do remember that in all that driving we never did see Kendon. Rexburg was bigger than we thought.
Bummed out we headed home. So, our plan was foiled. I didn't get to see more of him that day. BUT, when we got inside, there awaiting our arrival on the answering machine was a message.....