he saw her through a decorative
lead paned window when he reached the exquisite herringbone parquet landing
complete with lavish ferns atop ancient Roman stone pedestals
she stood on the pea gravel drivehands
at her hips simmeredslightly in the old glass as the sun washed through
flickering elm leaves
her jetblack hair was parted severely
at the middle
he had not seen her wear it like
that but he hadnt seen her for years
he was tendered an invitation didnt arrive until the afternoon before
he assumed hers
crossing the shallow lawn he entered
a stand of trees and switchbacked his way down to the road that going right would
eventually curl up to the house accessed through an automated split swing gate
he shouldered his bag
town wasnt five miles off
she looked beautiful radiant the same as when he last saw her that was assuring and all he needed
an unexpected surprise