It was adout eight o'clock when he left and my store closed at nine. I cleaned up and walked out to my blue 1953 Ford Sunliner she was my baby I got her on my third year of college and had to fix her up an get her going. My uncle John said that he would help me and we worked on her all spring break. I got in and drove home to my condo in West Median Walk. I opened my door and flopped on the bed tired from a long day of work but all I got was a restless slumber because all I could think about was that blasted man.
I was opening my store again and sad on the window sill watching. It was adout eight am and mystery man was a no show every other person that walked in seemed to make me miss him more. Arg I don't even know him and yet he has held my attention more than anyone else. I closed early today because I had to go teach homeless kids to dance. I walked down the street to the pavilion in the park. There was a new volunteer starting today. I looked up and saw one of my life long friends standing at a bench. "Did youget their shoes?""Yeah their right over there," I looked and saw eighteen new pair of hip hop shoes on the table agents the wall. "Has the newbie showed up yet?" I asked with just a little curiosity if I couldn't see the mystery man than this was the next best. "Yeah he just needed a bathroom brake," she said with outlifting her head from the pages that she was filling out. "Can they dance?" I asked knowing if he couldn't I was fucked knowing Katlen can't dance. "I think so, he shore as hell looked fit brought to," I shugged and turned to see...(Who will it be will mystery man show up again or an old enemy?)