Lately, he had felt a growing restlessness, plagued by memories best left in tissue wrap in that special corner of his mind, that place of solace when the music ended, colluding with his empty whiskey glass.
So it surprised him to feel a sense of tranquility as he drove into the little town, nestled against the mountain with its neat tree lined streets.
Suddenly, there she was, stepping out of the shadows – a figment of his imagination?
He had to share this moment with her, make her see what he saw.
She responded to his message immediately with: “I know!”