Cafe Romance

A long way from home in the beautiful city of Paris, I was sitting in a little cafe near the Champs Elyses when I first saw him.He was getting out of a taxi and it was pouring with rain. He was tall with thick dark hair and he was wearing an expensive dark blue suit with a bold red tie. He ran with his briefcase over his head into the cafe. I couldn't take my eyes of him as he made his way past my table to a little corner by the kitchen. A waiter went over and took his order. I had ordered a coffee but what was left was now cold. It had taken me a long time to get to this cafe and have that cup of coffee. I had been extremely lonely for a long time and never thought I would want to embark on a romance again but I worked long hours and the computer helped me dip my toe back in the water. I sneaked another look as the waiter brought over his coffee. He caught my glance and smiled, a friendly welcoming smile. I took my red scarf from my bag and put it round my neck and slowly got up as he did. We did say red would be quite distinct and traditional to recognise each other. After all we had been chatting for a long time now, just not face to face. "Hi Abbey" he said "Well how do you like Paris?" He looked at me with his intense blue eyes and earnest expression and I thought to myself this could possibly be the most perfect place on earth.

         
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