Joe passed by the window every morning and night on his way to and from work. Work was a necessity only; he actually hated his job. By end of the day, Joe was exhausted. Passing the window was the only respite he found.
The first time he saw the mannequin he was taken aback! She looked exactly like his first love, Sandra. He stood mesmerized, thinking of his life’s uncompleted dreams. In his daily routine seeing the mannequin, felt he could silently voice them.