On luck and charms

"Is everything okay?" he calls out, unleashing his dog on the far side of his driveway, beyond the vacant lot on which I'm trespassing. I had noticed them half an hour earlier, at the beginning of my hilly, neighborhood powerwalk....

Stop this train

"Want me to play for you?" I've watched this one grow from boy to man, a day's change imperceptable, but the years impossible to miss.  His brown eyes dance and his smile curls with ease and I'm never quite sure when he's sneaking...
Always and forever

Always and forever

  He looks at her with hungry eyes, indifferent to the ears that might hear that don’t belong to her.  When he finally speaks, his voice is satin, silken and soft, honey’s sweet drizzle. He purrs. “You look luscious….” Their eyes are...

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