Friday, January 29, 2010

Enigma Chapter two

I can not seem to get him out of my mind. It has been weeks since that night at the opera. Was it my imagination or just a strange sensation that someone was watching me from behind in the window box section I was sitting. Per chance if I had only turned around, I would have known, but the feeling I had would not allow it. Then during intermission I caught a glimpse of a lovely man walking through the crowd approaching me, so I thought. So dignified, so tall, dark and handsome with an enduring quality about him. I took note quickly. Somehow the whole of my being wanted to reach out to him. Was I meant to meet this man? He never saw me in the crowd. I was so awestruck by the strangeness of it all. I did not return to the box for the second act after intermission. As fate would have it, could we have been as "ships passing in the night"? I still cannot forget!

1 comment:

  1. Great, Shelia! The suspense buildup is perfect. We suspect, but we don't know. I believe it's more than two ships crossing in the night . . . but wait and see! I'm hooked! Love, me xx
    p.s. your house is magnificent!