During the rest of the week she made her morning trip to the coffee shop but no dream man. Obviously he is from town, she thought, which was good. The possibility was there to see him again.
All the maybes swam through her head like fish in water, turning every which way not knowing where to go. She did however; finally bring her car in to get fixed since it has been not starting for her in the mornings at all. Not being happy with the bill she went home instead of her grocery shopping that she had planned, deciding to just relax, she felt overwhelmed.
After eating she thought she would relax outside in the cool breeze and read a book. The sky was clear, the moon was full and the stars were pasting the sky with a beautiful twinkling affect. With her, she had brought a bottle of sparkling white wine to add to the sparkling sky, her book, and windless candles. Lighting her candles she placed them in their candle holders on the arms of her swing to offer just enough illumination for reading. Upon pouring herself a glass of wine in her crystal wine glass, she placed the wine back into the ice bucket and proceeded to sit down and recline her feet up on the built in recliner. The air was filled with floral aroma as she took in deep breaths while reading. She found she had to reread her lines, paragraphs or pages due to other thoughts that entered her mind.