I stood there for 10 minutes while the bright hot west coast sun lumbered down amongst the gathering clouds. I was furious, waiting and looking for him in the failing light. I knew I must look a fool standing there in my bright sundress , my hair twisted in a tight french knot piled on top of my head. The look was very 'Nouvelle vague ' but the locals seemed oblivious to my high fashion as they filed pass taking in the welcoming twilight. Where is the darn SOB, I hate waiting...but I knew that I would wait, that I would wait forever if needed, so deep was my love ...
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