Jack was certain the image was a sign. He was so sure in fact, that upon discovering it, he understood it's meaning at once and so, picked up the phone and called his fiancee imploring her to come to meet him on Rock Creek Parkway between the Kennedy Center and the Potomac River.
“What time is it?” she had asked, sounding as though she were still asleep.
“It’s 6:15. It doesn’t matter, I just need for you to come down here and see this. I know you’ll understand once you get here.”
“Are you alone?” she asked, a note of concern showing in her voice.
“Yes, just hurry up and get down here.”
“Jack honey, what are you doing down in front of the Kennedy Center at 6:15 on a Sunday morning?”
“Do you love me?” he asked.
“Of course I love you. Oh fine,I have to get dressed and put my contacts in and brush my teeth and my hair, and then I’ll be there. Can I even get a cab this early? Honestly Jack, this better be good."
Jack had been feeling more and more constrained since the engagement had been announced. Now with just 6 weeks until the wedding, he felt the need to get out of his apartment and loosen up. He had gone out the night before by himself and headed down to the Mall to clear his head.
He had walked from Capitol Hill to Foggy Bottom and had at taken off his flip flops. As he watched the sun rise on the river, he had crossed his legs in an attempt to get into a yoga position, when he noticed the image. It began at the base of his heel and traced its way to the ball of his foot.
“Okay Jack, I’m here. Where’s the sign?” and looking down at his feet said “Honey, where are your shoes?”, her expression somewhere between concern and disgust.
"It’s here," he said turning his back to her. He took a step forward and appeared to be walking away, but instead of taking a second step, he stood, the ball of his foot firmly planted on the street, while his heel was raised. The bottom of his foot was nearly black with dirt and filth.
“Here, this is the sign.”
“Your dirty foot is the sign? Jack honey you got me up at 6:00 on a Sunday morning to show me your foot?”
“Not just my foot, look closely. See him there?”
“Who’s there Jack, who?”
Jack dropped his arms in frustration. He shook his head and said “I can’t marry you. If you cant’ see him, then I just can’t marry you."
“Jack what are you talking about? See who?”
“Oh for Gods, sake Dina! He’s right there, plain as day.”
“Jack honey I’m going to ask one more time, and then I’m going home. Who do you see?"
Jack shook his head in disappointment. “It’s E.T.”