I relished the cool air against my face as we strolled around Holbrook Park, hands intertwined and swinging. Everything around me was dancing like they did so many years ago. The trees were all full of color, dark and bright greens, both. Taking note of colors, I noticed my light blue t-shirt and knee-length peach …
He followed me across an art studio, his brown eyes narrowed together. His hands were stuffed into the pocket of his slim fit dark gray slacks. As he took each step, his neatly tucked in pale blue shirt would crease. I noticed his velvety black shoes and laces. “Did you need something?” I finally asked …