Sam Beckett (Quantum Leap) Sims 3 story
Hey fellow simmers and story writers! 😀 Oh boy! Are you in for a treat! (Lol! You know I had to... 😜 ) Having been a Quantum Leap fan for some time now (and lover of the great and talented ...
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The dress was formal attire for Alisha's party so Sam pulled out his best, and apparently only, suit from the closet. As he dressed he thought about how much he looked forward to meeting this woman whom he'd never met before...who just happened to invite him to her high class party. Something was up.
When he arrived at her door, the woman who answered it he figured was most likely Alisha Cho.
"Oh Mr. Beckett," she greeted, "thank you for coming. You look sharp!"
Sam stepped in with a smile and wiped his feet. "Thank you for having me Miss Cho." He held out his hand and she took it.
"It is a pleasure," Alisha said.
Pausing for a moment, Sam had to say, "I am curious though Miss Cho...how do you know me? I hope you'll forgive me for not remembering but I don't believe we have ever met."
"Oh, we haven't," Alisha chuckled. "It's just that I heard from a few folks what a stand up guy you are and I just had to invite you here so I could meet you myself."
Stand up guy? "Oh, ok," Sam said, feeling shy. Then he looked around for a bit. "You have a lovely home."
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Alisha blushed, slightly. "Well, thank you. Do make yourself at home. There are refreshments in the kitchen."
"Thank you."
"Oh, please excuse me," she said, placing a hand on his shoulder. "I have to catch someone real quick."
Sam enjoyed getting to know some more people at the party and it appeared that no one else knew him. That was good a least...until he could figure out why people like Alisha did.
"Why Doctor Beckett, I did not expect to see you here." A woman's voice said from behind him.
Sam turned suddenly and froze at the sight of her. This woman was obviously one of a high class and carried herself as such. She was older, most likely in her late forties, early fifties. A pretty lady with short, straight blonde hair. The slight wrinkles on her face he could tell were not just from old age, but from a lifetime of stress.
For some odd reason, Sam found himself nearly bowing down to her. It felt like instinct. "It is a pleasure to see you Miss..." he stopped, gulping. He didn't know her, but somehow she knew him and referred to him as Doctor Beckett. How!?
The woman held out her hand for him to kiss, in his almost kneeling state. "Please," she said, as Sam lightly kissed her hand. "You may call me Catarina."
Sam tried to hide his red cheeks. "Of course...Catarina." He stood himself up fully.
Catarina shook her head at him with a grin. "My Doctor Beckett. You're the only one who has ever shown me such...respect." She paused. "I am flattered."
Still, trying to hide his embarrassment, Sam said, "Well ma'am...I just...umm...the way you carry yourself I...felt it fitting to--"
"Sam...relax," Catarina ordered.
"Yes ma'am!"
Sam thrust his hands into his pockets and rocked on his heels, face down.
"I can see that you feel awkward because you're wondering how I know you," Catarina said.
Now, Sam looked up. "Well, yes ma'am. How do you know me?"
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"My son Sebastian told me about you."
Ohhh right! Sam thought. THAT'S how she knew I am a doctor, but wait...I don't recall telling Mr. Vanderburg that...
"He said you are quite the hoot!"
Sam's eyes widened. "A hoot?" he asked.
"Oh he didn't mean it unkindly," Catarina assured, "He mentioned you made him laugh harder than he has in a long time." She looked away for a moment, as if talking to an invisible person next to Sam. "I do miss those days..."
Sam's eyebrows furrowed as he stayed focused on her, waiting to see if she would continue. But Catarina just shook her head. "Nevermind."
"You alright?" Sam inquired.
"Yes...thank you." Then there was a bit of silence between them. "Doctor Beckett," she began, "there's something I would like to ask of you. Please, let's go upstairs away from the crowd."
Nodding Sam thought, Ok?
******
"A DNA sample!?" Sam asked in surprise.
Catarina didn't quite expect his sudden reaction. "Well of course Doctor! I figured a man as smart as you would certainly be able to find a way to...clone people."
Sam's heart began to thump as he gaped. "C-Clone!?" he cried.
"Well of course. Haven't you ever wondered what it would be like to be immortalized?" She glanced up at the ceiling dreamily then looked back down at him. "I thought you could experiment on it for me. Now, what do I need to give you?"
She doesn't waste any time does she? "Mrs. Vanderburg," Sam began, "cloning would require much more than just a DNA sample, it would--"
"Would you please just get a sample from me Doctor Beckett. I am rather exhausted and would like to go home!"
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"Yes ma'am," Sam replied. He kept a distance from her, just in case she decided to lash out at him for some reason.
(Of course this isn't realistic, but it is in the Sims so...)
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"That's all I will need Mrs. Vanderburg."
"Wow! That's it?" Catarina exclaimed. "I didn't feel a thing!"
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Sam carefully tucked the sample away in his coat pocket. Catarina expressed her thanks and started heading down the stairs. "Oh and Doctor Beckett," she called back, stopping on a step. "Let's keep this between the two of us shall we?"
Smiling with a slight nod of his head, Sam answered. "Of course. Have a good evening Mrs. Vanderburg."
"Catarina," she corrected and continued down the stairs.
Sam sighed with his shoulders slumped. That was awkward. He was glad the encounter was over...at least for now. That took so much energy out of him that he couldn't stay at the party any longer. He'd have to get to know Alisha better later. Discreetly he slipped out the front door and headed for home.
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Another week passed and there was still no sign of the Paparazzi lady Edelaine Porter anywhere! Sam wondered if she was feeling ill again and taking some time off work. It would certainly do her some good. At the same time he wished she would just appear right before him so that he could inquire of her as to how so many people know about him! She had to have been the one spreading rumors...by staying at his place and taking off without so much as a 'Thank You.'
To keep his mind off Edelaine during the past week he went to work, of course, read books, fiddled around with his Science station and went to Louis Falls every night trying to spot that unicorn like he promised Evelyn he would do. He stayed up way too late and felt the repercussions of it. And with not spotting a unicorn he felt his efforts were in vain. Perhaps Evelyn and her friend saw that wild white male horse, standing in the moonlight and it looked like his coat was shimmering? That would certainly trigger their imaginations to "see" a horn and a rainbow glow hovering over its head. Sam figured that had to be it and decided it was time to stop searching. That made him feel sad though. He wasn't sure how he'd break the news to Evelyn. It would crush her...
On this particular evening, Sam decided to get out and have some fun. He needed it. He also decided to do something he'd hesitated to do in the past: ask the University Mascot lady out on a date. Her name was Tara Bray. It would be a pleasure to get to know her. Her spunky personality during their brief encounter had been a joy. He found the University card she left him with her contact information on it and dialed her number.
As Sam waited at the Diner for Tara to arrive he couldn't help thinking about that fangirl squeal she let out when he called and asked her out. It just seemed like a strange reaction. He shrugged it off though once he saw her coming...at least...he thought it was her. He couldn't recall what her face looked like in that mascot costume. This woman's eyes were fixated on him and she was coming closer. It had to be her.
"Hello Sam," Tara greeted.
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"Hey," Sam said. He took a quick look at her. "Wow. You look...beautiful. Much better than that mascot costume." He winked.
Blushing, Tara said, "Thank you."
"Well," Sam said, motioning with his hand, "shall we go in?"
"Yes, but," Tara paused, "I gotta say Sam...I was quite surprised when you called."
I could tell. "Well," Sam began, "the truth is Tara, I wanted to ask you out to dinner earlier since we had such a fun time chatting together, but--"
"I mean I just couldn't believe that the great Sam Beckett would ask ME out on a date!"
Great?
"I mean," Tara corrected, "I am truly flattered that you would ask me out Sam."
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Confused, Sam said, "Of course," and smiled. "Perhaps we should go on in." He stepped ahead and held the door open for her as she checked him out from behind.
;)
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The two had a wonderful time at dinner. Tara was well educated and understood quite a bit of the Science stuff he talked about with her. He even shared with her his "string theory" about travelling in time. She found it to be quite intriguing.
"Oh to travel in time," she said, musing, "if only it were possible."
Sam: .........
When they finished dinner and walked out of the diner together Sam told Tara that he had a wonderful time with her and mentioned getting together again. Tara said she'd love that. They hugged and said goodbye.
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The next morning, Sam was out checking his mail when he looked up from the box and saw that Evelyn showed up to deliver the paper. Oh boy...he thought. He took in a deep breath and braced himself, but dropped his shoulders. He just couldn't tell her that he'd given up on finding a unicorn. He just couldn't! Besides...he promised.
He put a bright smile on his face and greeted, "Hey there Evelyn! How's it going?"
Evelyn hesitated to meet his gaze. "Uhh," she started, "sorry Sam I can't talk right now. I gotta go."
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(Hey there deer! :lol: )
Taken aback Sam said, "Oh...ok. Well--"
"I REALLY have to go!" And she took off towards her bike.
Standing there dumbfounded Sam started to get irritated. Seriously, what the heck is going on around here!?
He HAD to find out. He HAD to find Edelaine!
*****************
It was his day off so after his slight conversation with Evelyn that morning he headed to the library.
Just his luck to walk in and find the Vanderburgs there...
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He couldn't handle that drama right now so he snuck past them into another room.
For hours he read...until the sun started going down.
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His eyes began to hurt and that was usually the sign that he'd done enough reading and needed to rest.
As he exited the Library he gazed across the street and thought he saw Edelaine, but his eyes were still blurry. He rubbed at them and peered across the street again. His eyes weren't playing tricks on him...it was Edelaine! Like a flash of lightning he bolted towards her.
"EDELAINE!" He called out.
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Edelaine turned towards him. "Sam!" she said happily.
When Sam got closer to her there was so much he wanted to say, but...he had to be civil. "I've been looking everywhere for you."
"Oh?"
"Yes. I've," he stopped, not ready to say what was on his mind. "I was wondering...if you're feeling better."
"Yes," she answered, "much better. Thank you for your help."
Sam couldn't hold it back any longer. "Why couldn't you tell me 'thank you' that morning after I took care of you?"
Edelaine froze, expressionless.
"You took off without so much as a 'goodbye' either!"
"Sam," Edelaine began, "I am so sorry about that. I got a call and...I really had to go."
"So you could run off and tell the whole city all the juicy details you learned about me!?"
"What!?"
"You know d*a*m*n* well what I am talking about! What did you tell them Edelaine?"
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For some reason Sam's anger felt like an arrow through her heart. She was hurt, but angry at the same time. "I just told a friend what you had done for me and I might have mentioned all the diplomas you had on the wall and," she paused, "things got a little...out of hand."
Oh gosh I forgot about those diplomas! "Out of hand as in...you started telling everyone about my accomplishments to make me out to be a celebrity for your own gain?"
Edelaine's face fell and that told him he was right.
Now he really had to hold back the fury. "You had no right to go around telling everyone about my personal business!"
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"WHY NOT!?" Edelaine fired back. "It would seem to me that a genius such as yourself would want to be recognized."
"Well, I don't!"
"Why!?"
"Because I don't want to be recognized! I don't want fame!"
Edelaine smirked. "Seriously? Who doesn't want fame!? I told everyone about you Sam because you deserve to be known for the incredible man that you are! You have six doctorates for crying out loud! Why are you hiding yourself? You could change the world with the kind of knowledge that you possess. Why you could even be a greater public figure than the Vanderburgs!"
"STOP!"
There was silence.
Sam stepped closer to her and said in a softer tone, "Look. I came from a very humble upbringing. I was raised not to flaunt my gifts and talents, but to use them in service, for the greater good. That much you are right about: I can change the world, but I chose to do it inconspicuously. Not to gain popularity."
Edelaine's head had been lowered, but she gradually looked up into his eyes.
"All my smarts...all my skills...and every fiber of my being I owe to my maker. I don't care about all the fame and the glory that I could certainly get from the world. Gotta admit," he paused, "I used to...but what I care about now is being a good person...making right what's gone wrong...and being in good standing with God. Because you see Edelaine...in the end...that's really all that matters."
With a gulp all Edelaine could say was, "Wow."
Sam stepped back from her to give himself some air and then stared into her eyes. Edelaine gazed back into his. So many different emotions were flowing between the two and words could not express them. Eventually, Sam dug at the ground with the tip of his shoe and with nothing left to say he concluded with, "Goodnight Miss Porter," and turned and walked back to the library where his car was.
Miss Porter? Edelaine thought. Not...Edelaine? For the first time in a long time Edelaine felt like she was going to cry. It became evident that she lost a potentially good friend. She buried her face in her hands and whispered, "What have I done?"
To be continued...
Continued...
The dress was formal attire for Alisha's party so Sam pulled out his best, and apparently only, suit from the closet. As he dressed he thought about how much he looked forward to meeting this woman whom he'd never met before...who just happened to invite him to her high class party. Something was up.
When he arrived at her door, the woman who answered it he figured was most likely Alisha Cho.
"Oh Mr. Beckett," she greeted, "thank you for coming. You look sharp!"
Sam stepped in with a smile and wiped his feet. "Thank you for having me Miss Cho." He held out his hand and she took it.
"It is a pleasure," Alisha said.
Pausing for a moment, Sam had to say, "I am curious though Miss Cho...how do you know me? I hope you'll forgive me for not remembering but I don't believe we have ever met."
"Oh, we haven't," Alisha chuckled. "It's just that I heard from a few folks what a stand up guy you are and I just had to invite you here so I could meet you myself."
Stand up guy? "Oh, ok," Sam said, feeling shy. Then he looked around for a bit. "You have a lovely home."
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Alisha blushed, slightly. "Well, thank you. Do make yourself at home. There are refreshments in the kitchen."
"Thank you."
"Oh, please excuse me," she said, placing a hand on his shoulder. "I have to catch someone real quick."
Sam enjoyed getting to know some more people at the party and it appeared that no one else knew him. That was good a least...until he could figure out why people like Alisha did.
"Why Doctor Beckett, I did not expect to see you here." A woman's voice said from behind him.
Sam turned suddenly and froze at the sight of her. This woman was obviously one of a high class and carried herself as such. She was older, most likely in her late forties, early fifties. A pretty lady with short, straight blonde hair. The slight wrinkles on her face he could tell were not just from old age, but from a lifetime of stress.
For some odd reason, Sam found himself nearly bowing down to her. It felt like instinct. "It is a pleasure to see you Miss..." he stopped, gulping. He didn't know her, but somehow she knew him and referred to him as Doctor Beckett. How!?
The woman held out her hand for him to kiss, in his almost kneeling state. "Please," she said, as Sam lightly kissed her hand. "You may call me Catarina."
Sam tried to hide his red cheeks. "Of course...Catarina." He stood himself up fully.
Catarina shook her head at him with a grin. "My Doctor Beckett. You're the only one who has ever shown me such...respect." She paused. "I am flattered."
Still, trying to hide his embarrassment, Sam said, "Well ma'am...I just...umm...the way you carry yourself I...felt it fitting to--"
"Sam...relax," Catarina ordered.
"Yes ma'am!"
Sam thrust his hands into his pockets and rocked on his heels, face down.
"I can see that you feel awkward because you're wondering how I know you," Catarina said.
Now, Sam looked up. "Well, yes ma'am. How do you know me?"
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"My son Sebastian told me about you."
Ohhh right! Sam thought. THAT'S how she knew I am a doctor, but wait...I don't recall telling Mr. Vanderburg that...
"He said you are quite the hoot!"
Sam's eyes widened. "A hoot?" he asked.
"Oh he didn't mean it unkindly," Catarina assured, "He mentioned you made him laugh harder than he has in a long time." She looked away for a moment, as if talking to an invisible person next to Sam. "I do miss those days..."
Sam's eyebrows furrowed as he stayed focused on her, waiting to see if she would continue. But Catarina just shook her head. "Nevermind."
"You alright?" Sam inquired.
"Yes...thank you." Then there was a bit of silence between them. "Doctor Beckett," she began, "there's something I would like to ask of you. Please, let's go upstairs away from the crowd."
Nodding Sam thought, Ok?
******
"A DNA sample!?" Sam asked in surprise.
Catarina didn't quite expect his sudden reaction. "Well of course Doctor! I figured a man as smart as you would certainly be able to find a way to...clone people."
Sam's heart began to thump as he gaped. "C-Clone!?" he cried.
"Well of course. Haven't you ever wondered what it would be like to be immortalized?" She glanced up at the ceiling dreamily then looked back down at him. "I thought you could experiment on it for me. Now, what do I need to give you?"
She doesn't waste any time does she? "Mrs. Vanderburg," Sam began, "cloning would require much more than just a DNA sample, it would--"
"Would you please just get a sample from me Doctor Beckett. I am rather exhausted and would like to go home!"
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"Yes ma'am," Sam replied. He kept a distance from her, just in case she decided to lash out at him for some reason.
(Of course this isn't realistic, but it is in the Sims so...)
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"That's all I will need Mrs. Vanderburg."
"Wow! That's it?" Catarina exclaimed. "I didn't feel a thing!"
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Sam carefully tucked the sample away in his coat pocket. Catarina expressed her thanks and started heading down the stairs. "Oh and Doctor Beckett," she called back, stopping on a step. "Let's keep this between the two of us shall we?"
Smiling with a slight nod of his head, Sam answered. "Of course. Have a good evening Mrs. Vanderburg."
"Catarina," she corrected and continued down the stairs.
Sam sighed with his shoulders slumped. That was awkward. He was glad the encounter was over...at least for now. That took so much energy out of him that he couldn't stay at the party any longer. He'd have to get to know Alisha better later. Discreetly he slipped out the front door and headed for home.
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Another week passed and there was still no sign of the Paparazzi lady Edelaine Porter anywhere! Sam wondered if she was feeling ill again and taking some time off work. It would certainly do her some good. At the same time he wished she would just appear right before him so that he could inquire of her as to how so many people know about him! She had to have been the one spreading rumors...by staying at his place and taking off without so much as a 'Thank You.'
To keep his mind off Edelaine during the past week he went to work, of course, read books, fiddled around with his Science station and went to Louis Falls every night trying to spot that unicorn like he promised Evelyn he would do. He stayed up way too late and felt the repercussions of it. And with not spotting a unicorn he felt his efforts were in vain. Perhaps Evelyn and her friend saw that wild white male horse, standing in the moonlight and it looked like his coat was shimmering? That would certainly trigger their imaginations to "see" a horn and a rainbow glow hovering over its head. Sam figured that had to be it and decided it was time to stop searching. That made him feel sad though. He wasn't sure how he'd break the news to Evelyn. It would crush her...
On this particular evening, Sam decided to get out and have some fun. He needed it. He also decided to do something he'd hesitated to do in the past: ask the University Mascot lady out on a date. Her name was Tara Bray. It would be a pleasure to get to know her. Her spunky personality during their brief encounter had been a joy. He found the University card she left him with her contact information on it and dialed her number.
As Sam waited at the Diner for Tara to arrive he couldn't help thinking about that fangirl squeal she let out when he called and asked her out. It just seemed like a strange reaction. He shrugged it off though once he saw her coming...at least...he thought it was her. He couldn't recall what her face looked like in that mascot costume. This woman's eyes were fixated on him and she was coming closer. It had to be her.
"Hello Sam," Tara greeted.
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"Hey," Sam said. He took a quick look at her. "Wow. You look...beautiful. Much better than that mascot costume." He winked.
Blushing, Tara said, "Thank you."
"Well," Sam said, motioning with his hand, "shall we go in?"
"Yes, but," Tara paused, "I gotta say Sam...I was quite surprised when you called."
I could tell. "Well," Sam began, "the truth is Tara, I wanted to ask you out to dinner earlier since we had such a fun time chatting together, but--"
"I mean I just couldn't believe that the great Sam Beckett would ask ME out on a date!"
Great?
"I mean," Tara corrected, "I am truly flattered that you would ask me out Sam."
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Confused, Sam said, "Of course," and smiled. "Perhaps we should go on in." He stepped ahead and held the door open for her as she checked him out from behind.
;)
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The two had a wonderful time at dinner. Tara was well educated and understood quite a bit of the Science stuff he talked about with her. He even shared with her his "string theory" about travelling in time. She found it to be quite intriguing.
"Oh to travel in time," she said, musing, "if only it were possible."
Sam: .........
When they finished dinner and walked out of the diner together Sam told Tara that he had a wonderful time with her and mentioned getting together again. Tara said she'd love that. They hugged and said goodbye.
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The next morning, Sam was out checking his mail when he looked up from the box and saw that Evelyn showed up to deliver the paper. Oh boy...he thought. He took in a deep breath and braced himself, but dropped his shoulders. He just couldn't tell her that he'd given up on finding a unicorn. He just couldn't! Besides...he promised.
He put a bright smile on his face and greeted, "Hey there Evelyn! How's it going?"
Evelyn hesitated to meet his gaze. "Uhh," she started, "sorry Sam I can't talk right now. I gotta go."
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(Hey there deer! :lol: )
Taken aback Sam said, "Oh...ok. Well--"
"I REALLY have to go!" And she took off towards her bike.
Standing there dumbfounded Sam started to get irritated. Seriously, what the heck is going on around here!?
He HAD to find out. He HAD to find Edelaine!
*****************
It was his day off so after his slight conversation with Evelyn that morning he headed to the library.
Just his luck to walk in and find the Vanderburgs there...
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He couldn't handle that drama right now so he snuck past them into another room.
For hours he read...until the sun started going down.
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His eyes began to hurt and that was usually the sign that he'd done enough reading and needed to rest.
As he exited the Library he gazed across the street and thought he saw Edelaine, but his eyes were still blurry. He rubbed at them and peered across the street again. His eyes weren't playing tricks on him...it was Edelaine! Like a flash of lightning he bolted towards her.
"EDELAINE!" He called out.
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Edelaine turned towards him. "Sam!" she said happily.
When Sam got closer to her there was so much he wanted to say, but...he had to be civil. "I've been looking everywhere for you."
"Oh?"
"Yes. I've," he stopped, not ready to say what was on his mind. "I was wondering...if you're feeling better."
"Yes," she answered, "much better. Thank you for your help."
Sam couldn't hold it back any longer. "Why couldn't you tell me 'thank you' that morning after I took care of you?"
Edelaine froze, expressionless.
"You took off without so much as a 'goodbye' either!"
"Sam," Edelaine began, "I am so sorry about that. I got a call and...I really had to go."
"So you could run off and tell the whole city all the juicy details you learned about me!?"
"What!?"
"You know d*a*m*n* well what I am talking about! What did you tell them Edelaine?"
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For some reason Sam's anger felt like an arrow through her heart. She was hurt, but angry at the same time. "I just told a friend what you had done for me and I might have mentioned all the diplomas you had on the wall and," she paused, "things got a little...out of hand."
Oh gosh I forgot about those diplomas! "Out of hand as in...you started telling everyone about my accomplishments to make me out to be a celebrity for your own gain?"
Edelaine's face fell and that told him he was right.
Now he really had to hold back the fury. "You had no right to go around telling everyone about my personal business!"
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"WHY NOT!?" Edelaine fired back. "It would seem to me that a genius such as yourself would want to be recognized."
"Well, I don't!"
"Why!?"
"Because I don't want to be recognized! I don't want fame!"
Edelaine smirked. "Seriously? Who doesn't want fame!? I told everyone about you Sam because you deserve to be known for the incredible man that you are! You have six doctorates for crying out loud! Why are you hiding yourself? You could change the world with the kind of knowledge that you possess. Why you could even be a greater public figure than the Vanderburgs!"
"STOP!"
There was silence.
Sam stepped closer to her and said in a softer tone, "Look. I came from a very humble upbringing. I was raised not to flaunt my gifts and talents, but to use them in service, for the greater good. That much you are right about: I can change the world, but I chose to do it inconspicuously. Not to gain popularity."
Edelaine's head had been lowered, but she gradually looked up into his eyes.
"All my smarts...all my skills...and every fiber of my being I owe to my maker. I don't care about all the fame and the glory that I could certainly get from the world. Gotta admit," he paused, "I used to...but what I care about now is being a good person...making right what's gone wrong...and being in good standing with God. Because you see Edelaine...in the end...that's really all that matters."
With a gulp all Edelaine could say was, "Wow."
Sam stepped back from her to give himself some air and then stared into her eyes. Edelaine gazed back into his. So many different emotions were flowing between the two and words could not express them. Eventually, Sam dug at the ground with the tip of his shoe and with nothing left to say he concluded with, "Goodnight Miss Porter," and turned and walked back to the library where his car was.
Miss Porter? Edelaine thought. Not...Edelaine? For the first time in a long time Edelaine felt like she was going to cry. It became evident that she lost a potentially good friend. She buried her face in her hands and whispered, "What have I done?"
To be continued...
