A percussionist with the local orchestra, Ashlee sometimes has very little to do, so she daydreams about the new bass player, Michela. When Michela asks her out to dinner, her dreams seem to be coming true.<br><br>But is Michela gay? Ashlee didn’t think so, but her goodnight kiss plants the seed of hope.<br><br>Over their second date, they review Michela’s portfolio. Could Ashlee help Michela start her career? Before they can find out, their third date is interrupted by Michela’s angry and violent ex. Is the fourth time the charm?

That Amethyst Jacket

Oh, my God!I thought. This can’t be a re-run.


“Have you been to Gino’s downtown right off Stevens Street?”


“I’ve been there acouple times,” I answered. “They have good food.”


“Yes. Follow me.” She swung up into her car and waited while I got to mine.


I followed her downtown, and she pulled into Gino’s parking lot. I slid my car in next to hers.


We walked into the restaurant. It was busy and very noisy. The Ma?tre D’ seemed to know her. We were directed to a small table toward the back of the place and sat down.


“By the way,” she said with a big smile, “I’m Michela.” She held out her hand. “My friends call me Mickey.”


“Michela is a beautiful name. I’m Ashlee. My friends call me anything they can think of.”


I looked through the menu. She seemed to have it memorized.


Chapter 3