I thought she turned down this street but I do not see her anywhere! Could she have sneaked into a doorway knowing I was following? I mean no harm, I have never seen a beauty like her before. Her auburn wavy hair, her big brown expressive eyes. Her head held high and proud, searching for something or someone? I imagine she already has loved ones surrounding her, but if not, could I possibly be the one to love and hold her? I really need the companionship.
He gave up looking any further, disappointed, muttering, “I’ve always wanted an Irish Setter.”