by DJTJR

Created on: November 16, 2008

It's funny the things you that stand out when a moment of truth arrives. It is always some obscure thing that only a few people notice, and normally no one notices in time to appreciate it. The moment could be anything, but normally the thing that stands out is simple. For me the thing was a scarf and the moment,.. my last.

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I had had my eye on her for weeks and I was finally going to make my move. I was a little nervous, but I knew she wouldn't be sitting alone in atown like this for long. She was five foot eight, with a perfect figure. Her skin seemed to give off a soft glow that made her seem almost surreal. In a town like ours, full of lonely bachelors, it was only a matter of time before our newest resident got a few calls.

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I approached the table where she was sitting;where she had sat every day at noon for the past two weeks. She hadn't ordered yet, but I knew she would be enjoying her mocha as soon as she finished reading the comics section of the paper. Hopefully I would be joining her.

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"Excuse me" I said my youthful boldness carrying me along "I noticed you were alone and I thought I'd join you."

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She Smiled, and at first said nothing. An awkward silence fell for a moment then she waved for me to sit. I did so and we began to talk. We talked about her work and where she was from and how her life was going. I couldn't believe it. We were actually hitting it off. If only I had known she talked with every man that came to her table this way, maybe I wouldn't have been so happy, but for that moment I was quite pleased with myself.

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It was getting late, and was surprised when she invited me back to her apartment. We barely knew each other, but I could not refuse her. Her eyes were so full of life as she invited me and they seemed almost hypnotic as they twinkled in the cafes deem lights. I asked her where she lived.

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"Down by the old reunion bridge." She replied smiling slyly, "I know it is a bit of a walk, but maybe it will be worth it?" She winked at me and I actually felt the blood rush to my face

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We left the cafe and I tried to think of where the Old reunion bridge was. It had not been called that in twenty years, but i supposed that her map must have been out of date, or perhaps she was told it's name by one of the older gentlemen from the historic society. they were always trying to protect the bridge from being torn down. It had suffered horrible fire damage and needed to be replaced.

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I was so lost in my thoughts that i hardly noticed that she had already

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