It happened outside a CVS of all places, just a quick stop for some Tylenol. From across the street he caught a glimpse of blue and those legs he’d know anywhere.
Releasing the seat belt, he got out of the car and watched. She’d just left him and now here she was holding one small hand, her other swallowed up by a larger one.
For Lance the enemy never looked so menacing, even in matching red polo shirts and khaki shorts, they taunted him.
So I’ll fight for her, he thought, believing in that moment the victory would be his.
have YOU played yet? (it’s addictive)
This week’s song, REVOLUTION by the Beatles.