Seeing Gail Again
Jericho, just out of the Marines, returns to his roots in Texas only to face the anti-war movement that demonizes all Vietnam vets. He needs to sort through his life away from all that, and in his travels he stumbles upon a Shangri-La called the Lake District of England. There is peace and serenity around those lakes. And a girl—a beautiful, soulful girl he meets while working in the restaurant of a luxury hotel.
Gail is deep and intellectual, a mother-earth type who gives him peace inside. But when the Yom Kippur War breaks out in Israel, he abruptly leaves her and goes to help the beleaguered Jewish state while seeking his Jewish identity. Yet neither Jericho nor Gail could ever forget the depth of their love…
Will meeting again, years later, resolve the feelings that never left them?
Gail stopped walking in order to hug me again, then looked up to kiss me. I had forgotten how a kiss from her made me feel. Special. Deep. Real. It touched me that she chose to kiss me so spontaneously. She wasn’t the type to do so. It was as if the ice was breaking inside of her and our former feelings transitioning again. Somehow our past was renewing the present.
I pulled back from her long enough to take off my backpack yet again, then returned to our embrace. I wanted more of this. Right now. I wanted to make up for the lost years all in one swoop, if I only could before we reached her place.
“I’ve dreamed of kissing you again, Jericho” Gail said, looking up at me from our embrace. “Like this, right here at the train station, as if we’re a part of an old time movie. I was so reserved before I met you and became so again after our separation. So, I wasn’t sure I could go through with it. But I wanted to renew us as I fantasized about meeting you again.”
“I like this version of Gail,” I said softly. “Eight years seems so long ago with all that between us at the Lakes. But it’s becoming real again now.”