I Met A Wonderful Woman There

Oh for heaven's sake. Uncomfortable around old folks. Uncomfortable around young folks. What's up with all that?

Truth be told, I applied a smidgen of artistic license to those stories in the interest of the symmetry of discomfort they created.

Well it doesn't sound like you had a very good time.

Not true. Although I haven't talked about it much, the fall leaves were turning, the air was cool, and even the foggy, misty days were a wonder. And let me tell you a story...

I met a wonderful woman there as I was walking down an alley coming back from a courtyard that had caught my attention. The alley was narrow and covered. It was dark. The courtyard (which turned out to be a parking lot in the middle of the block) was behind me, and ahead of me the alley opened thru a double archway onto a bright street.

She came from that direction, walking towards me. I think she was carrying something, but I can't be sure, so taken was I by her flowing silhouette framed against the archway where the alley let out to the street.

We met there in the dark with the light of day at the other end of the alley. The light of a thousand suns was in her eyes.

The warmth of her smile radiated thru me. Her hand touched mine. We kissed. We spent the rest of the afternoon together.

And as the day got late, we walked to my car, which of course was her car, too. And we drove back to my room, which of course was her room, too. And we went to sleep content that our day with each other had been full.

Oh for heaven's sake.

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Asheville, North Carolina

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