The Night She Lost It

She had been waiting on this night for so long. She had thought about it so many times as she laid in bed trying to fall asleep. She knew this was going to be a major turning point in her life, she knew this night might change her forever.

She must have changed clothes a hundred times that night. She contemplated a skirt, but settled on jeans. She wanted to be comfortable, but she wanted to look good too. At the last minute, right before she walked out the door, she added her favorite belt, the brown one with the big, silver, square buckles. The belt hung low on her hips, it looked just how it always did. Perfect.

Two hours later, it was exactly how she thought it would be. She'd had a couple of Miller's, she was relaxed, she was ready to have a good time. She wanted to hear the words she'd longed to hear. She wanted her body to be completely exhausted, she wanted to be sweaty, and have that glow that she had waited so long for.

Half way through she knew this was one of the best nights of her life. She was in a complete trance, she didn't hear anything or see anything but them. As she twirled around and shook her hips, she was in Heaven.

She finished her third beer, and realized it was her turn to buy a round. As she walked to the bar, regretful to leave the close proximity of the stage, she realized her life had just changed. She lost something that was very important to her. She panicked a little as she realized the significance of it. She knew she would never get it back. It wasn't something she would be able to find, it was gone. And even her surroundings couldn't change the fact that she was a little sad to see it go. She had held on to it for so long, it had been a major part of her life.

As she walked back towards them, her mood lightened. She was at the best concert she had ever been to. As the band began playing "Boys From Oklahoma" she realized, she would replace her lost belt somehow, some way.