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Alan was feeling a little unsettled after the last time he saw the mystery girl, like he had forgotten something and it was just at the edge of his consciousness.  He was vaguely aware he had dreamed about the campfire night when he had first noticed her.  He couldn’t remember any details of course but seeing her in the ski boat, and then singing in the car had reinforced his desire to actually talk to her.

Mary was surprised with herself.  Not that long ago, she had broken up with her boyfriend,  what had seemed heartbreaking two weeks ago had faded into meaninglessness when she noticed she was being noticed at the campfire.

She had even daydreamed about the stranger, which gave her a small smile.

Every city of any size has a “Classic Radio” channel in which the soul and rock and roll hits of the 60’s and 70’s dominate.   No Wolf-man Jack (click to learn more) on the radio, but the songs and the lyrics were to Alan and Mary (albeit unknowingly to each other) a common interest they shared.

But that changed on Saturday, the unknowing part. 

Saturday both Alan and Mary were enjoying the day off, separately of course.  Along the lake was a walkway,  benches and parking spots ideal for looking up the lake while singing along with classic songs and people watching.

Mary parked her gold Chevy along the lake and took no notice of the cars on either side of her.  She was thinking about her decaf non-fat latte and rolling down her windows to enjoy the lake breeze.  Of course, she turned on the classic radio station to enjoy.

Alan returned to his car,  parked beside Mary’s gold Chevy,  mainly concentrating on his ice cold water and the smell of buttery popcorn.  He didn’t want butter stains on the seats.  Windows down, he turned on the classic radio station to enjoy along with the lake view.

Music filled the air in Alan’s Honda, and Mary’s Chevy;  the exact same music and song. Drift Away (Dobie Gray)

Day after day I’m more confused
Yet I look for the light in the pouring rain
You know that’s a game that I hate to lose
I’m feelin’ the strain, ain’t it a shame

Drift Away (Dobie Gray) – Alan and Mary’s ideal song for singing along with, especially on beautiful day, along the lake.

Ideal to sing along with.   Ideal to meet someone also just standing there. 

Singing along to the song,  Alan gazed to his right at precisely the same moment that Mary (also singing along to the song) gazed to her left.

Oh, give me the beat boys, and free my soul
I want to get lost in your rock and roll and drift away

Beginning to think that I’m wastin’ time
I don’t understand the things I do
The world outside looks so unkind
So I’m countin’ on you to carry me through

Oh, give me the beat boys, and free my soul
I want to get lost in your rock and roll and drift away

Give me the beat boys, and free my soul
I want to get lost in your rock and roll and drift away

And when my mind is free
You know a melody can move me

Instantly they recognized that they were singing the same song, and both faces lit up with warm bright smiles.   

The exact same thought springs to their minds – Now they have to meet!

Part 3 of this story,  I hope you enjoyed it and want to see what happens next. 🙂 David