At first, because of the purple-red-blue sunlight of the October twilight, I didn’t think it was him. But as my Jeep closed the gap between us, I recognized his handsome face, frame, and easy stance. Being predictable, I pulled up beside him and opened my window.
“Hey, stranger. How’s life been treating you?”
His response turned out to be simple and to the point: he walked around the front of the Jeep, opened the passenger door, and climbed inside. He confessed, “You’re just the guy I want to see. I’ve missed you. Plus, I would love a hot shower, some food, and hug from you.”
“In that order?” I glowed, happy to find him yet again.
“Order doesn’t matter to me.”
“Understood.” I kicked the Jeep into gear and took him to my place for the remaining hours of daylight and all night.
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