Sweet Love Story
Magic Moment Part 1
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It was 10.15 a.m. as I read the time from my sports wristwatch
and realized that I only have another two minutes to make
it for the bus ride. I would have made it on time if it
hadn’t been for my massive breakfast. I noticed the
bus stop was completely empty and there was not a single
soul. I was amazed as downtown Manhattan is usually crowded
with New Yorkers rushing for work, shopping, dates, etc.
As I glanced at the rising sun, I noticed an elderly man
in his seventies holding a cane with his right hand. He
was with someone whom I couldn’t see clearly due to
the person’s face being drowned by the shadows of
the tall skyscrapers. The light separated them as the elderly
man had sunlight on him. They approached the end of the
sidewalk and proceeded to cross this extremely large road
opposite me. I looked at the incoming traffic and waited
for my chance to cross the road and hopefully lend a helping
hand. I had just taken my first step when a pickup truck
almost hit me as it roared by. Luckily, I managed to jump
back in time.
When the sunlight finally stopped glaring at me, I saw
a shadowy figure next to the elderly man appear from the
corner of my eyes. The sight of her drove my senses into
ecstasy and my mind couldn’t find the right expression
to describe her beauty. Her young beauty was so intense
that I couldn’t take my eyes off her. While I was
mesmerized by her, they had already crossed the street and
were standing four feet behind me.
“This is the first time you will have to make the
trip by yourself, my love.”
“Be careful and use your cane.” says the elderly
man.
She was walking fine I thought to myself.
“I’ll meet you in Central Park after your appointment,
sweetheart.”
The elderly man brushes her hair back and kisses her on
her forehead. While I was looking at them, she took a quick
glance up at me while the elderly man had his back facing
me. I lifted my wrist to my chest to pretend to look at
the time. The elderly man finally said goodbye and went
the opposite direction to where he came from. As soon as
he could no longer to be seen, she tapped on my shoulders
gently. I felt a sense of relieve as the tension in me eases
and every tap feels like a massage. I snapped out of my
daze at her third tap.
She hands me a note and it reads, “Can you help me
get onto the bus and tell me which stop is Union Square?”
“Yes” I mumbled in a barely audible voice and
nodded my head.
Then she hands me another note that says, “Sorry but
I am going blind and I can’t speak so I really appreciate
this kindness.”
I think she must have written these notes before she came
to the bus stop. I felt so sorry for her and it wasn’t
because she’s blind but because of what she is going
to miss out on. She will definitely miss out on seeing her
own appearance in the mirror. These include her hair which
is the very essence of her beauty which ran down from the
left and right of her cheeks down to her chin in layers,
her ruby red lips, her flawless nose and her beautiful eyes.
Her eyes are the most beautiful part of her face as they
glimmer with pure innocence.
She held a notepad and started writing. I was hoping she
will write a note telling me she is attracted to me. She
ripped the freshly written note and handed it over to me.
It reads, “What time is it?”
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