That night I saw Brad, dashing and debonnaire in his blue casual shirt. There is something in him that I liked....his smile.
He assisted me in going inside his car. As I slide in the passenger side seat, he went around to ride his side and we went driving for some twenty-five minutes. As we came to a tall building, we rode the elevator and went on the fifty-second floor. As I stepped into the restaurant, the view captured my attention. I walked towards the vast window and looked outside to see a view of Boston.
“Wow, this is amazing!”
“Do you like it?”
“I love it! Hey, I think that’s my school down there.”
“Do you want to eat now?”
“Yeah, sure.”
And we sat at one table by a window with a very cozy chair and lamp. The sun is now setting and the dusk is filled with crispy small spark
