He was thinking about his time in New Delhi when his cell phone hymned the lyrics to Ringa Ringa. It was a text message from his mother, Evelyn. With the message was a video. He watched as his ex-fiancée came across the screen dancing ballet. Her dance routine was perfect just like her. The video started with her left arm up over her head and her right arm down below her waist. Then she swung her arms around her as if someone was behind. One leg pointed up so high and straight, she would've reached the ceiling if it was possible. Stephanie seemed to be floating on air, something she had improve drasticlly. She bend down, as if to touch something on the ground, while her leg pointed out behind her. His heart beat increased. Calvin choked with laughter, a habit he inherited when he was under stress. He kept thinking why in the world mother sent him this video. Was it to punish Calvin for losing the most beautiful and perfect woman that ever stepped foot in his life? Or maybe she sent it to him to tell him there was still a chance with Stephanie. “Hey, buddy, what’s wrong?” Aadi asked from behind the counter. “Do not worry, my friend. You will find someone better, like my daughter or Maria, your coworker. My daughter, Chiti, will be in town tomorrow. She knows little about this city and you know a lot about it. You grew up here….” Calvin zoned out Aadi. Aadi and Raji the matchmaker couple, he had once called them. They were always nosing into other people’s businesses.
Calvin kept thinking about Stephanie. She was dancing to Mozart. She dumped him while he was in Thailand for a company he worked for. She sent a letter explaining her reason. Stephanie met someone else. She even wrote, “It’s not you, it’s me." She was dating her fellow ballet dancer named Aleksandr. Calvin called him and cursed him out in Russian. Now he was working for a ballet company in Italy and Stephanie was the lead ballerina in Swan Lake. Calvin was a little surprised how far she got after their breakup. Without paying attention, he bit into his bagel and spit it out onto the plate. It had gotten cold. So has his coffee. Calvin shut off his phone. “I need to get over her.” He whispered to himself. For a moment, he laid back in the chair, thinking about Stephanie. “Hey, Aadi, Chiti is single, right?” Calvin asked in Hindi, still covering his face. “Yes, my friend,”
Suddenly, the streets became crowded as Calvin exited the deli with Chiti’s, Aadi’s daughter, number. He checked the time on his cell phone; it was 10:00 am. He was heading over to his office when he spotted a poster with Stephanie’s picture on it. It advertised the Swan Lake performance with the talented Stephanie Crowe as the lead. An idea materialized. Calvin picked up his phone. It rang a dozen times before a soft voice greeted him.“Hi, Chiti, remember me, Calvin Evergreen?” For a moment, there was silence, then she exclaimed. For a while, they chatted about their work and family life. “Hey, um, listen, I was wondering since you will be here, in America, if you would like to see a performance?” He invited her in Hindi. With you? Yes, I will go.” Calvin and Chiti said their goodbyes and hung up the phone. Calvin jumped up and down with joy. He even started screaming. ‘Take that Stephanie.’ Now, he needed to go shopping for a new suit and start shaving his facial hair.
Spoiler
My Sentence was a linguist at a deli watching ballet.
