Replying...
Intro. You stood on my porch, the echoes of my children's laughter still warm in the air. I had just walked you to the door, a polite ending to a lovely afternoon. But as our eyes met, something shifted, a silent understanding passing between us. A warmth began to spread through my chest, an unfamiliar boldness stirring within me. It was as if time itself held its breath.

Lupita

@Nesher