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Part1: Chapter Infinity

She stood outside the coffee house confused at first.  It soon became clear what had happened.  She looked to her feet and saw the still smoking cigarette butt.  It was the same brand that he smoked.  A coffee cup still sat on the small wire table.  The cup had that warm feeling that had been rapidly cooled by the brisk temperatures.  A tear came to her eye.

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She sat across from me smiling.  I was lost in her beauty.  Her lips moved, but made no noise.  It wasn’t just her beauty that caught me, but how she carried herself.  We sat in silence for several minutes talking only with our smiles and eyes.  It was as if we had already lived an entire life together.  She spun the wine glass upon the bottom rim and I followed it with my eyes.  She brought the glass to her face and looked up over the rim into my eyes.  I was lost in those crisp oaken eyes.

“Whatever I had before no longer matters,” He told her, “Something has happened inside of me.  Everything I have ever known about myself has been forgotten, manipulated by your essence and has transformed me into someone new.”

She smiled gently.

“I don’t know why or how, but I know that I don’t want to know.  I’ve never admitted to believing in fate, not until the first time I looked into your eyes.  Some things are best left unexplained.  Today I’m thankful for what is.”

She paused, “All I know is that, after today, I will never have to worry about being alone.”

She grabbed my hand.  Our fingers locked together passionately and, once again, there were no words, just raw emotion and the mannerisms did the talking.  We knew it was time to go and I stood up from my chair and guided her around the table with my hand and we walked out onto the sidewalk.  The sun was setting up the street from where we stood.

The red and orange sunset was a spotlight to our closing performance.  I grabbed her by the hand once more and pulled her tight. Our heads framed the setting sun.  We could no longer resist, our lips locked for the first time.  It was slow and moist.  When it was over our heads moved apart slowly and her eyes opened to my smile.

“I WILL see you tomorrow.”

I turned and released her hand and began to run across the street.

Her smile was struck with terror.  There wasn’t enough time to react.

My body crinkled along the front side of the oncoming compact car.  My body, lifeless before it hit the ground, and skidded across the road.

She ran to me and held his bloodied and mangled body in the middle of the street.  She couldn’t be controlled.  The free flowing tears consumed her sight and in a moment confessed her undying love for the man she had known, but for a few moments.

The sun crept off the street as it disappeared past the horizon leaving the us in the dusk.

Part 3: Feminine Omega