Tagged: Love (951)

He walks with the kind of limp that makes it look like he’s always turning right. She finds it endearing. She also likes to dance. And lead.

The weather turned. They found themselves being pelted by a cold hard rain. He reached for her but she slapped him away. Be a man, she said.

She made promises to him that he knew she couldn’t keep. But she knew he was tantalized by the possibility she promised and so he would stay

He wakes her and tells her it’s morning and she asks if life is like a movie and he says perhaps. So I’m getting breakfast in bed? she asks.

The middle aged couple undressed and stood in front of the full-length mirror. Must we? she asked. This is why I give to charity, he replied

He complains about her big hair and she says something obnoxiously pithy about his belly and they aren’t even half way through the road trip