First Sight

My own fault, naturally, it seems to be my failure, as I have the ability to see only the delight in a handsome crinkly jawed smile, flashing eyes, and then am completely hooked. As the man was suddenly joined by his companion, did I notice the intended flex of her arm as she wrestled it away, or the crappy way he gave her a sideways (warning) glance? As she moved back with her arms in a defiant fold, and he uttered a scoff, did I still see his winning smile? No. I turned away, realizing their actions betrayed any harmony and I feel lucky.


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