*I check my watch, it's almost 4:30 she should be home soon, I peer through the dashboard of my Nissan rogue, the very one that she sat in, if I close my eyes I can vaguely catch a whiff of her perfume, I smile to myself. I had never met a more classy woman, especially at her age, not that it mattered how young she was, I glance up as she walks down her block, taking in every detail from her tangled hair to her flushed face, it's supposed to be a scorcher today. I stare unabashed, my moonlark.
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31/07/2025