Time stood still.
He saw her from across the way. She wore a sky blue summer dress, which seemed to bring out her striking eyes even more. Her hair was braided.
Typically a wallflower, Quentin approached her. He couldn’t let the moment pass.
The rest is, as they say, history.
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Sweet story. I am glad Quentin didn't fall and smash his spleen. 😉
Nice romantic break from the norm!