Laura gazed through the plate glass window. His smile beckoned her. Her dreams of him had frightened her with their power. She took a deep breath, reached for the door handle.
Her phone rang.
A pleading husband.
A vomiting child.
She kept her voice bright, said that she would not be long.
Circumstance snatched her hopes away and she wept all the way home.
He waited through two more cups of coffee and another chapter of the book he wanted to give to her.
Part of his heart still waits.