"It feels so nice to have some time to myself." Michael thought. He had had his hands tied due to a recent death in the family; he was in charge of most of the funeral preparations & on top, boven of that, he hadn't been feeling too well lately. But today was different, it was the first time in nearly two weeks that he could leave his apartment for some personal time. Little did he know where that "personal time" was going to take him today.

It was going on eleven when Michael arrived at the kiosk, & ordered a large black coffee. As he was waiting, Michael noticed a young woman sitting alone three booths down. She was very beautiful, but also had a very solemn mood about her. Michael could not stop staring at her as she sat there so primly & poised. He wrestled with himself over what to say to her, but before he could decide, he found himself walking in her direction. Anxiety swelled in his mind & he briefly stopped after a few steps. Michael could feel his hart-, hart beating furiously & as he resumed pace, he felt almost unable to breathe. But still, the beautiful woman was pulling him in...

Part Two to follow